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.

usual. I watched as pain flashed across his face, and my eyes were drawn low,

flash of blonde hair–lighter than I had seen on a human came into view. Those eyes, Tristan’s eyes met my own as a smile fluttered onto his

emotion as a thin line of blood trickled down her scalp. From behind, five more Vampire’s stalked under the dim streetlight, their eyes set on Breyona and Sean. Undoubtedly, they slipped through

his face. I was revolted at the sight of him, wondering how I could’ve ever felt attracted to such a monster. The scarlet mark tingled against my skin,

going to f**king k**l him.” Alpha Asher snarled, jerking the car onto

and Sean. Alpha Asher tackled one of the Vampires from behind, knocking him off Sean. With a swift

swung the knife at my face. Time seemed to slow, and I met my reflection

at the Vampires who continued fighting

to my own, it was easy to twist and maneuver until my lengthened canines sunk into his neck. The

the fighting, something had changed. Sean no longer had the upper hand against the Vampire’s and collapsed to the ground as the leather hilt of a knife protruded from his

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

in my body bursting

body, dulling the sensations in my limbs. My claws and canines lengthened on their own as I swiped at the Vampire in feral rage. Snarls and growls echoed across the quiet street, and I had realized those

time, Dad dragged Sean up the curb and onto the porch steps. I had but a moment to watch as Grandma stepped outside and

hot and sticky 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 longer distinguishable, though

the next when 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 was the leather hilt of a

had physically affected him. While the two

Vampire’s, the fight in her eyes was flickering, d***g out as though it had been doused with cool

eyes locked, and in them I could hear the words that refused to leave

‘I’m sorry’

bellowed; one

Vampire’s seemed to notice the voice, as they all froze, their eyes

to peer into the darkness around us. Realization hit me, followed by confusion. This was

as Breyona turned and met his eyes, a strange

Love

voice held the confusion that burned in my eyes. As he took a

warned, his voice hard as a light accent curled his words. He approached Breyona’s form,

the error of my words as Giovanni

murmured; his voice soft as it hit my ears. “I will never

eyes, a look I had seen only a handful

burned into my mind. Her gloomy mood,

told me the name of

Giovanni

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

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

smooth face quickly became grim and pale with anger. Two things happened simultaneously. Tristan lunged forward, with speed I had never anticipated, slamming into Giovanni. Giovanni had managed to shove Breyona behind him, and I watched as her bottom hit the