Alpha Asher By Jane Doe

Chapter 40

Read Alpha Asher [by Jane Doe] Chapter 40 – Giovanni’s P.o.v

The little she-wolf was quite interesting to watch. Her face conveyed every emotion openly, putting them on display for the world.

A chance; as she called it.

I myself became a key player in the little she-wolfs game, a game to earn my loyalty.

She was clueless to my enjoyment of g******g. What were the odds this little she-wolf would be successful in turning me from my own species. The logical side of me said the odds were slim to none, while some sliver of humanity within me was already hers.

It was clear the price she was willing to pay; her heart.

 

I couldn’t begin to understand the lives of this animal-like species.

Vampires considered themselves refined, choosing a mate that would suit their every need. Werewolves were slaves to some mythical Goddess in the sky, one who dictated their own mate. Did these wolves have control over anything?

 

I left the club that night with an infuriated Tristan. His anger swirled around him, but that wasn’t the only emotion pouring from within. Longing and interest framed his face as he struggled to keep this information from my grasp. He was not fast enough, cloaking his face with a mask of indifference.

“Something has happened?” I paused, lifting my eyebrow as I read the quick flicker of emotions.

Tristan looked almost…pained.

“Yes.” Tristan nodded, “Something has happened.”

“Did you fulfill the King’s request?” I asked, watching as his face hardened.

I masked my own face, burying my own emotions deep within me. I swore to never let them see the light of day. A strange yet dull pain formed in my chest, my mind lingering on the little she-wolf.

“I was unable to complete his task.” Tristan hesitated, something I had never seen him do before.

“Tell me if you must.” I pressed, “The King will find out regardless.”

“I marked her, Giovanni.” Tristan stopped walking, our forms cloaked by the night. “I couldn’t stop myself.”

“You marked..the she-wolf?” My interest was more than piqued. Another factor in this complicated game.

split second an image of Breyona flashed in my mind, Tristan’s mark glistening on her neck. Rage flooded through

with you, Giovanni?” Tristan turned, his

am simply fearing for your life, friend.” I frowned, once again shoving the putrid emotions deep

shook his head, but he still looked troubled. “The

may also be wrong. A

Tristan’s eyes glinted mischievously. “The King will

to hide what he had done, knowing the King would find out

would dare move against the King?”

my longest friend–If you could call him that. We had joined the service of the King the same year, had been raised side by

Tristan scoffed, shaking his head. “I simply did what our species must–I marked

me, adding

out there. What

though the thought had never crossed his mind. This did not surprise me. Tristan

Tristan nodded, “I am sure of this. But,

but that sliver of Breyona within me was shaking her head. I could see her in my mind, her short brown hair glistening like silk. Her milk and honey skin creamy and soft

Tristan hissed, “She would’ve been ours if that feral

stiffened, my hand clutching the thin napkin my she-wolf had

who he was talking

the half-breed?” The King’s voice was calm, a calm I had gotten used

had only seen this

us.” The King’s voice

rest of his men turned

Giovanni.” The

had

not wanting to feel the Kings wrath. Not a single look

Tristan?” The King turned, his eyes nearing

was confident, something I found very strange. Standing on the precipice of d***h, and yet he believed himself to

possibly save him

factor

the half-breed to the King? Why was she important when none

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