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.

the pages were full. Messy script depicted each memory I ever had

book back on the shelf,

had no idea how long it took me, as time seemed to

bound books, hard cover books, short books, withered books. Each were as different and unique as the memories being

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

to observe my handiwork,

I opened my eyes,

was beginning to set

my body was incredibly

the most k****r

Maya’s voice filled my head instantly,

my head, my dull bedroom

as I replied to her,

easy?’ Maya frowned skeptically, ‘Grandma said it

hard.’ I shrugged,

She

was happy to let me stay for dinner, Dad grumbled a ‘hello’ and pulled me in for a tight

light, occasionally

can’t help but wonder where he is.” Dad frowned, scratching at the stubble on

warm, somewhere with a beach near by.” I shrugged, the hint of a smile forming on my face. “He always said he’d live at the beach if he

I hope he comes back soon.” Dad nodded, but his face held less worry. “It was nice having another man

flashing me

at him, shooting Grandma an incredulous

back, the house has smelled funny.” Dad shook his head, his eyes glistening with amusement. “Lilac, vanilla, and all those sweet

and chuckled as Grandma whacked him

Grandma shook her head pitifully, “And to think I made an apple pie for

and he gave his

scolded,

and I snickered at him,

Dad.” Grandma turned with her

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 blame Sean when I had left for an entire

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

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

a pair of leggings and a long sleeve t-shirt. After awhile I could hear

he dragged me into

was Maya who

can’t go messing with him right now.’ Maya shook her head, but I could still feel her longing. ‘If

Asher doesn’t inhibit me, Maya.’

pointed out, ‘He distracts me

right.’ I frowned, giving my bedroom door one last

slowly, and

taking deep breaths to calm my nerves. Each wave of anxiety

I tried to picture the oasis, calming my mind

and Mason’s voice filled

Lola?’ Breyona sounded tired,

doing my best to keep my nerves

chimed in, his usual happy tone sounded stressed and

wasn’t sure if I was reassuring myself or them. ‘If Tyler’s still interested in me

footsteps were light and calculated as I crept down the hallway. I even went

glass door, remembering how the front door used to

it out?’ Breyona’s voice murmured in my

and sound.’ I chuckled

calm.’ Maya murmured, ‘We

to keep my mind clear as i headed towards the other side of town, stopping when

difficult to keep my mind clear. Every little sound had me turning

either a Vampire coming for my

test was when the swimming hole came into view. My heart lurched and sped up, my bookshelves shuddering

Lola.’ Maya

do this.’ Breyona murmured through

you the entire time.’ Mason nodded, and I could practically see the goofy grin on

a clear oasis becoming clearer in my mind.

to the swimming hole, noticing how different

swimming hole was where Tyler and I had come to relax, to get

hole looked mysterious and threatening. The usual clear waters were dark, looking like murky ink as it sat still under the dim

arrived early, and the minutes ticked

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nothing but silence. The usual sounds of nature were absent. Not a single cricket chirped. The entire forest was

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