Alpha Asher By Jane Doe

Chapter 64

Read Alpha Asher [by Jane Doe] Chapter 64 – After reading our fill of the information before us, the three of us trudged back into the living room. Breyona made sure to return the book, placing it exactly how it was when she had removed it from the safe.

“Can’t be too careful.” Breyona chuckled breathlessly, but her eyes looked pained.

The three of us sat in silence, each mulling over our own bit of information. I hadn’t told them about Jessie, not having realized how important she was until now. I had met Jessie during patrol one night with Carter, Wade and Mason. Two years younger than me, but out running patrol due to her keen sense of smell. I wasn’t sure if Jessie knew of her heritage, but happily placed it into the ‘worry about later’ category. There was little point for me to jump into Jessie’s life and turn it upside down.

When the silence finally became too much, and I remembered Alpha Asher’s plan for tonight, I broke the silence.

“How would you two feel about coming with me to get Sean back?” My voice sounded stronger than I felt, my words coming out strong and steady. My insides were a knot of nerves. Worrying about Sean and his safety, along with my Father’s plans and the annoying mark on my neck.

While I felt elated to have found information about my mark, I still had a week before my nineteenth birthday. An entire week to endure this mark on my skin, to deal with the constant pull I felt whenever I thought of Tristan.

 

“Does Alpha Asher know of this plan to save Sean?” Breyona’s eyebrow lifted, some of the trouble in her eyes faded at the distraction.

“Of course.” I scoffed, “He’s the one who came up with the idea. It’s like you have no faith in me.”

 

“Faith? That’s what you call it.” Breyona chuckled, my question now grabbing her full attention.

“What would we have to do?” Mason’s eyes were locked on my own, a lopsided grin forming on his face.

“Alpha Asher is bringing two of his own men. We’re going to a nightclub in some city. There they have this underground fighting tournament, one with werewolves and humans.” My lips slowly fell as I said the words out loud.

I’m sure we were all thinking the same thing. If Sean was there and we managed to rescue him, would he be the same?

“So, are we storming the gates? Or is this more of a lay low operation?” Mason quipped, breaking the air of unease that had filled the room.

“I think it’s a lay low operation.” I chuckled, “Alpha Asher will go more in depth once we leave tonight, but for now dress the part.”

“I wonder how many werewolves they get have come into their clubs.” Breyona mused, her fingers tapping against her jeans.

“Hopefully a couple.” I mumbled, “That’s something you should mention to Alpha Asher tonight. Be at the packhouse before six.”

Claiming she had some errands to run, Breyona dropped Mason and I at my old house. Anytime I mentioned my Grandma’s cooking, Mason nearly jumped from his shoes in excitement. I was sure by the end of the year; Grandma would want to adopt both Breyona and Mason. I made sure to tell Mason to keep the plan from my Dad. It would butcher my insides to see the look of sorrow on his face if we failed, or if Sean was nowhere to be found.

kid.” Dad grunted, watching from his usual place on the recliner. Some football rerun played quietly

from the backyard, an exasperated look on her face as she

Dad grunted, “She’s hardly been around the

quick look, followed by a wink that made my stomach twist

snorted, pulling some food from the refrigerator, as if she had known the two of

help my Grandma, asking questions

to cook?” Grandma side-eyed Mason, a smile

worked at a Deli last year, so I know how to fry up some

shocked looking Mason. I gave him a thumbs up and plopped down on the couch,

been likin’ the packhouse, Lola?” Dad grunted, forcing his eyes to remain on the television. Something in his tone piqued my interest. He sounded uncomfortable and hesitate, holding back what he really wanted

as I took in my Dad’s

alright?” Dad grumbled, clearing his throat before

chuckled, ignoring the ball of discomfort in my stomach. “We’re both horrible liars and you look like you’re about to

a defensive

Alpha Asher–seem close.” Dad grunted, waiting for me to make the connection. “I just don’t want

violent blush filled my face, my Dad’s words and their

for you to worry about.” I chuckled, “My birthday’s almost here,

did, or what Mom had done. I couldn’t bring myself to mention the past, to reopen the wound she had caused all those years ago. A sour taste filled my mouth at the thought of my Mom. I had been so quick to shove the pain away, that I never had a chance to truly mourn her d***h. Even now,

not outright lying.’ Maya snorted, ‘We are pretty…close with

‘Dad doesn’t

your face is supposed to reassure him?’

you Lola.” Dad nodded, his eyes running over the deep blush that stained my cheeks. “Got any plans for

person, sniffing around for my

on her face as she met my eyes. Mason had a smear of flour across his chin. The white

chuckled, shaking her head. “I’m sure Alpha Asher would be more than willing to throw you

birthday party this year.” I chuckled

we did meet Brittany that night but our time with Alpha Asher was well worth it.’ Maya shrugged, making an

needs something to celebrate.” Grandma shrugged, her

think about it, but I doubt Alpha Asher would want to throw me a birthday party.” I shrugged, peeling my eyes away from

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