Alpha Asher By Jane Doe

Read Alpha Asher [by Jane Doe] Chapter 81 – I laid awake until Asher’s breathing grew heavy, slowing as he fell asleep. With his arms wrapped around me, and the heat from his body warming my bones, I closed my eyes and thought of Tristan.

It was harder than I expected, tapping into that sliver of myself, the part of me that longed for Tristan. Hour after hour passed as I stared at the backs of my eyelids, until a tugging sensation formed in my gut.

I circled around the couch and faced Tristan. His blonde hair looked gold as it attracted light from the blazing fire. His hands were clasped tightly, anger burning in his gaze as he stared into the hungry flames. I watched in silence as he noticed me, the anger replaced itself with amused interest.

“Well, hello beautiful.” Tristan purred, leaning back on the couch as his eyes roamed me lazily.

I ignored the tingling of my scarlet mark and gave Tristan a hard look. I could still see the remnants of anger burning in his eyes, though he tried to conceal it with a sly grin.

“Rough night?” I asked, my eyes probing the depths of his own. Tristan hid his irritation skillfully, a look of mock offense forming on his face.

“Clearly.” He scoffed, but continued eyeing up my b**e legs. “Though, you could drastically change that.”

“Don’t count on it.” I snorted, “Does it hurt? To know one of your own betrayed you for the love of a she-wolf.”

“Hurt?” Tristan mused; his eyebrow cocked. “It does not hurt. Is it a horrible inconvenience? Yes. Regardless, Giovanni will be dealt with in time.”

“If you say so.” I shrugged, schooling my face into a mask of indifference. “Giovanni’s loyalty will be useful. I can’t wait to hear what he knows.”

“My dear, you believe you are the only ones who have spies?” The corners of Tristan’s lips twitched, his eyes playful and amused.

“Really?” I chuckled, shaking my head in disbelief. “I highly doubt your spies would get past Alpha Asher for long.”

“You think too highly of your Alpha.” Tristan chuckled, his ocean eyes burning into my own. “Though, I’ll let you find out for yourself.”

“Is Brittany one of those spies?” I mused, paying close attention to the emotion burning in his eyes.

Whether Tristan had anticipated my question or not, his eyes revealed nothing. His lips twitched into a smile, one that sent irritation flooding my veins.

“Brittany?” Tristan smirked, “The mate of your prior boyfriend?”

“You know who I’m talking about.” I rolled my eyes, his smirk widening. “Is she a spy?”

“And why should I give you anything, beautiful?” Tristan asked, “You have given me nothing in return.”

“What do you want?” I asked, my eyebrow raised as I anticipated his response.

“You.” Tristan shrugged, flashing me a predatory grin.

not going to happen.”

body, and yet he made no move to approach me. His eyes flickered from my own to the

you now.” Tristan shrugged, “By the time you wake up,

he could hear the affect his words had on my

eye.” Tristan smirked, “She is quite the mastermind. Your Alpha suspected, and yet

in my mind, each word piercing my skin like shards of glass. Tyler could have avoided all of this and told me himself, but he continued playing games. I wasn’t sure what Tristan meant when he said it would be

Tristan purred,

sheet of glass, shattering to the floor as I awoke in bed. The sun was beginning to rise, casting hues of gold along the damp earth. Stray beams of light

myself from bed and quietly slipped on some clothes, noting how calm Asher’s breathing sounded. The entire

the overwhelming need to check on Brittany and Tyler. Tristan’s words had embedded themselves under my skin, filling me with a sense of dread and

Luna Freya emerged from the dark dungeon

a****k.” Luna Freya

here.” I nodded, letting out a breathless chuckle. “What are you doing down

suspicious after the a****k

of Alpha wasn’t an easy job, especially when you looked over the largest pack in the world. Sometimes cruelty and ruthlessness were required, though I had seen many

why I had come down

on Luna Freya’s jacket made itself known. Deep in color, shining under the poor basement lights. The blood on her jacket was still wet, though her skin was free

ounce of motherly concern drained from Luna Freya’s face as she caught the location of my gaze. Something dark and feral crossed her eyes, and without

grunted as something hard slammed into my head, but remained focused on Luna

the mind-link, ‘Asher,

was clear from the way Luna Freya moved, that she had extensive experience in fighting. Her movements were graceful, calculated and precise. She wasn’t toying with her

His voice was faint due to the roaring in my ears. My head throbbed in

basement alive. From the look

own claws emerge and watched as she failed to defend her left side. With a slim chance of survival, I lunged at her. A

was greeted by the thick taste of her blood. Rich and decadent like dark chocolate, I struggled to pull myself from her body. Her claws scraped at my skin, but my grip on her was iron clad. I could no longer

I became bloated with strength. Maya remained silent, speechless

me away, pulling my attention from

her frozen corpse. Her face was contorted in rage, her

Asher’s eyes, convinced this would change everything between us. How could he care for a monster? Would he

but remained strong from the blood I had consumed. Asher’s hands toyed at the shredded shirt I wore, peeling it back to look

Instead of a wound, there

no animosity. I dared to look into his eyes, flinching at the softness within them. “This

as I realized I hadn’t

craved blood?” Asher asked, cupping my chin as he forced me to stare into

don’t crave it.” I winced at the word, “When I taste it, I like it. I’m not

off and using it to