Alpha Asher By Jane Doe

Chapter 43

Alpha Asher [by Jane Doe] Chapter 43 – Lola’s P.o.v

Maya’s excitement slowly faded into frustration as Grandma explained the techniques we can use to protect our mind.

“Meditation.” Grandma nodded serenely, “Learn to control your own thoughts and emotions. Keep’s them out of reach.”

“And how long does this take?” I frowned, my mind running through the ways I could do this.

“Awhile.” Grandma frowned, “It’s not an easy process, disciplining your mind.”

“Well.” I sighed, her techniques wouldn’t be useful to me tonight. “Where do I begin?”

 

Grandma explained how to meditate, telling me to picture a glistening oasis. She told me to look into the waters and see my own reflection. It seemed easy enough.

“That’s only the first step.” Grandma chuckled.

 

“The first step?” I huffed, shaking my head.

Fighting I could deal with. Learning to strengthen my body was simple. Strengthening my mind seemed difficult.

I’m impulsive at the best of times. I’m hardly able to control my words let alone my thoughts.

“Second step.” Grandma continued, “Picture a library, stacks of shelves and books as far as the eye can see.”

“Okay.” I drawled the word out, “Books.”

“Let your thoughts fill the books.” Grandma continued, giving me a light smirk. “You can have one book dedicated to Alpha Asher, if need be of course.”

I raised my eyebrow at Grandma and opened my mouth to let loose a snarky remark. She waved me away with her hand, a knowing smile on her face.

“My point is, fill the books with your thoughts and bind them tightly.” Grandma nodded, looking much more serious. “Tuck the books on their shelves and leave them there.”

“That’s it?” I questioned. It seemed far too easy.

“That’s it.” Grandma nodded, “The more you practice, the easier it will get. But I’ll warn you Lola, it’s all too easy for the books to be shredded when you’re first starting out.”

“Got it.” I nodded. How hard could it be to keep my brain books from being touched?

‘Listen to Grandma.’ Maya rolled her eyes, ‘She knows more than us.’

‘So you’ll listen to Grandma and not me?’ I scoffed, ‘Figures.’

‘You get us into trouble.’ Maya pointed out, ‘Grandma doesn’t, and she makes amazing brownies.’

Grandma let me use my old bedroom to practice. She promised to ensure Dad wouldn’t bother me while I practiced.

I laid down on my bedroom floor, positioned in the middle of the room.

Clearing my mind was incredibly difficult, not that I was surprised.

Once my own inner voice quieted, images of Asher and Tristan flashed through my mind.

Asher with his delicious dark hair, tousled to perfection.

Tristan with his light locks and porcelain skin, his swirling blue eyes mischievous.

I forced the images away as best I could, wishing Maya could provide some assistance.

Grandma made it clear that Maya couldn’t help. Whatever mind tricks the Vampire’s used, it suppressed our wolves. Maya would be no use to me if they managed to slip inside my mind.

The oasis in my head was fuzzy at first, the details an annoying haze. As I continued taking steady breaths, the image became clearer.

Crystal blue waters, swaying wheat grass, and the scent of nature in the air.

I imagined myself delving deep within my own head, a library forming around me.

Rows upon rows of empty books lined oak shelves, each cover a different style and color.

I walked the dark halls of my mind, plucking a deep amber book from it’s place on the shelf. The cover was dark, but intertwined with threads of gold.

I thumbed through the rough pages, each one blank and without words.

I figured I’d start with the beginning.

I let my memories of Tyler flow from my mind and into the tightly bound book.

Memories flashed and swirled around me.

Tyler and I running through the pack house, his Mom chasing after us. The time we went to the homecoming dance together. Every memory I had of Tyler pulsed through my mind, filling the pages of the book.

at the book, the pages were full. Messy script depicted each memory I ever had with Tyler, all leading up to our

tucked the book back on the shelf, and moved onto the

it took me, as time seemed to be

books, hard cover books, short books, withered books. Each were as different

memories of Alpha Asher, every last one of them. His book was larger than the others, the cover a startling shade of black, flecks of

observe my handiwork, satisfied

I opened my eyes, I realized

the sun was beginning to set

my body

I had the

filled my head instantly, ‘How did

at the sound of her voice in my head, my dull bedroom lights igniting a

I replied to her, ‘Every memory tucked

was that easy?’ Maya frowned skeptically,

too hard.’ I shrugged, ‘Maybe it’s

She didn’t seem

Dad grumbled a ‘hello’ and

was light, occasionally drifting over

Dad frowned, scratching at the stubble

a smile forming on my face. “He always said he’d live at the beach if

but his face

his last comment, flashing me one of his old

Grandma

since you and your Grandma came back, the house has smelled funny.” Dad shook his head, his eyes glistening with amusement. “Lilac, vanilla, and all those

chuckled as Grandma whacked

body odor and days old pizza.” Grandma shook her head pitifully, “And to think I made an apple pie for

and he

scolded, “You’ve lost your pie

and I snickered at him,

mock your Dad.” Grandma

her eyes, and I could easily tell how much Dad had missed the two of us. It was also clear he missed Sean, but sometimes people needed to get away. I couldn’t

have some pie. The afternoon was exactly what I needed, some carefree time with my family. It helped

the pack house around ten o’clock, slipping down the hallway and into my

on a pair of leggings and a long sleeve t-shirt. After awhile I could hear shuffling coming from Alpha Asher’s

wanted to cross the hall and knock, to bother Alpha Asher until he dragged me into his bedroom. The soreness in between my legs agreed.

was Maya who

Maya shook her head, but I could still feel her longing. ‘If this plan is gonna work, we need you

doesn’t inhibit me, Maya.’

distracts you.’ Maya pointed out, ‘He distracts

I frowned, giving my bedroom door

slowly, and I

still on the edge of my bed, taking deep breaths to calm my nerves. Each wave of anxiety made the bookshelves in my mind shudder, quaking under

my mind as best I could. Only when the bookshelves stopped quaking,

and Mason’s voice filled my

ready, Lola?’ Breyona sounded tired,

nodded, doing my best to keep my nerves

in, his usual happy

myself or them. ‘If Tyler’s still interested in me

were light and calculated as I crept down the hallway. I even went as far as to hold my breath, only breathing when I was clear from Alpha Asher’s

remembering how

Breyona’s voice murmured

sound.’ I chuckled lightly,

murmured, ‘We need a

i headed towards the other side of town, stopping when the forest line

clear. Every little sound had me turning on my heel. I was sure

for my life,

view. My heart lurched and sped up, my bookshelves shuddering in my

Lola.’ Maya

Breyona murmured through

and I could practically see

to picture my anxiety leaving me, a clear oasis becoming clearer in my mind. The

hole, noticing how

to relax,

threatening. The usual clear waters were dark, looking like murky ink as it sat

had arrived early, and the minutes ticked by much

11:59

were absent. Not a

12:00

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