Alpha Asher By Jane Doe

Read Alpha Asher [by Jane Doe] Chapter 78 – “They’re going to be expecting you.” Alpha Asher frowned, but I had already made up my mind.

With Alpha Asher’s hand in my own, we fled from the forest and back to the packhouse. Rather than shed our clothes and shift into wolf form, we hopped into one of Asher’s vehicle’s and sped towards my Dad’s house.

“Alpha Bran?” I questioned.

“If he wasn’t content on being a f**king nuisance, his men would have been here by now.” Alpha Asher snarled, “We would have outnumbered them easily.”

“We can win against them, can’t we?” I asked, trying to keep the fear from warping my voice.

“I can’t speak for the Vampire’s training, but I’m confident in my pack.” Alpha Asher’s words held a certain conviction that filled me with strength. He was so sure of his pack, of their ability to handle this threat.

Just when we were a minute away, Mason’s voice filtered through our heads, making my blood run cold.

‘Alpha, we had to retreat back to the boarders. More Vampire’s showed, their forcing us back, trying to find a hole in our defenses. Their attacking from the northern side of town while another group is attacking from the southern side. It’s a distraction–we know that, but we can’t afford any more warriors.’

‘I need all warriors–anyone capable of fighting to head to the northern or southern patrol stations. Those of you in your homes, I would not ask if I had an alternative. Those of you able to fight, uninjured from past battles, head to the northern or southern patrol stations. Make them regret f**king with our pack.’ Alpha Asher snarled through the mind-link, his eyes hardening and hands tightening over the steering wheel.

Alpha Asher’s voice was that of a leader, strong and reassuring in the midst of chaos. His words stirred something within me, something that made me want to stand up and fight.

‘We won’t let them hurt our family.’ Maya snarled, affected by Alpha Asher’s words.

“You have a plan for this, right?” I gasped, my mind racing as I thought of Sean, Dad, and Grandma. I could only hope the Vampire’s had passed Breyona’s house, leaving her behind in their search for me.

“Of course.” Alpha Asher grunted, “I had many of my warriors from other cities travel here, some of the best are on their way. From what I heard; they were ahead of schedule.”

“Brittany–” I started, but Alpha Asher cut me off with a low growl.

“I will deal with her when this mess is sorted.”

“She might not have known. They could have let the information slip, knowing she’d plan on escaping.” I rushed out, my eyes narrowing as we drew closer to the house. “They could’ve planned all of this for the upper hand.”

“Or Brittany could be a spy.” Alpha Asher snapped.

“She could.” I agreed, “But, we need to hear her out first.”

Standing out front of the house were six figures, four dressed in dark clothing, their postures rigid and tense. My hammering heart dropped to my stomach as I was able to make out the grim faces of Sean and Breyona. The lights inside the house were on, and from a distance I could make out my Dad and Grandma’s worried faces as they peaked out the living room window.

I knew Dad was itching to go outside and defend his son, and I prayed to the Moon-Goddess that he would stay put. Dad had shattered his knee many years ago, and while it had healed, it still gave him trouble time to time. Grandma had a will of fire and obsidian, a force to be reckoned with but even she remained inside, most likely to keep my Dad from throwing himself out the door.

Both Sean and Breyona were standing their ground against four Vampires. In the hands of the Vampire’s, they held something that reflected the dull light of the streetlamps. The Vampire’s had come prepared this time; sporting knives coated in silver.

as pain flashed across his face, and my eyes were drawn low, to the crimson liquid leaking down his t***h. If Sean was stabbed by one of

I had seen on a human came into view. Those eyes, Tristan’s eyes met

her scalp. From behind, five more Vampire’s stalked under the

serpentine smile on his face. I was revolted at the sight of him, wondering how I could’ve ever felt attracted to such a monster. The

snarled,

of us leaped from the car, running over to Breyona and Sean. Alpha Asher tackled one of the Vampires from behind, knocking him off Sean. With a

leaped at one of the Vampire’s, ducking as he swung the knife at my face. Time seemed to slow, and I met my reflection in the

Tristan snarled at the

maneuver until my lengthened canines sunk into his neck. The feeling was oddly satisfying, like sinking your teeth into a stick of butter. Recoiling at the taste, I spat a piece of his throat into the road and watched as

as the

around as the front door to the house slammed open, and Dad came barreling down the steps. Grandma

screamed, every nerve in my body bursting

I collided with the Vampire stalking towards Sean. Maya’s strength flowed into my body, dulling the sensations in my limbs. My claws and canines lengthened on their own as I swiped at the Vampire in feral

glaring murderous daggers at the remaining Vampire’s. Making use of his time, Dad dragged Sean up the curb and onto the porch steps. I had but a moment to watch as Grandma stepped outside and helped,

ran down my face, the smell of copper in my nose. The Vampire beneath me was a b****y mass of torn flesh and muscle. His face was no

a sharp pain wracked my torso. There was a tear in the dress Breyona had given me, around three inches long. Protruding from the hole

filling his murderous gaze. Alpha Asher whipped around, as though my pain had physically affected

out as though it had been doused with cool water. Another Vampire stalked forward, landing a blow to

I could hear the words that refused to

‘I’m sorry’

A voice bellowed; one I hadn’t heard

to notice the voice, as they all froze, their eyes locked on the figure

to peer into the darkness around us. Realization hit me, followed by confusion. This was the Vampire I had seen in the clearing, the one that had gotten away with Tristan. Tristan had told me his

his eyes, a strange

Love

my eyes. As he took a

voice hard as a light accent curled his words. He approached

but quickly realized the error

voice soft as it hit my ears. “I will

into his eyes, a look I had seen only a

every word and action Breyona had made burned into my mind. Her gloomy mood, the questions about Vampire’s and mates, her sudden desire to

me the name

Giovanni

is this?” Tristan spat, his icy eyes hardening as he took in the

held strength and conviction; emotions difficult to falsify. “It is time you leave Lola alone, and allow her to

Tristan lunged forward, with speed I