Alpha Asher By Jane Doe

Alpha Asher [by Jane Doe] Chapter 45 – Lola’s P.o.v

I had just a few seconds to realize my Grandma was yet again correct. I wasn’t sure why it had surprised me each time, she was rarely ever wrong.

Tristan smiled successfully, his words had the impact he was looking for.

My mind was clouded over by that delicious fog, blurring the names and faces of everyone I ever knew. The only person I could remember was Tristan. Whatever Tristan was doing acted like a sedative, making me feel calm and relaxed.

“Why don’t you come with us, beautiful.” Tristan murmured, his eyes soft as he looked me over.

“Come with you?” I frowned, my own voice sounded strange in my ears.

I could feel something scratching at the walls of my mind, begging to be let in. I had the feeling I knew who it was, although I couldn’t place my finger on the name.

“Were mates, beautiful.” Tristan’s smile was breathtaking, and I watched in awe as his smile lit up his entire face.

“Mates?” I was confused. Wasn’t I supposed to find my mate on my birthday? Then again, I wasn’t sure when my birthday was.

The two other Vampires stood close to Tristan, ready to jump in if anything were to happen. Tyler stood by Tristan, a sour look on his face.

I couldn’t see anyone but Tristan, and I wondered if he was telling me the truth. Could we be mates?

“You trust me, Lola.” Tristan murmured, taking a step forward with his hand stretched out. “You won’t feel confused if you come with me. I can make that all go away. We belong together.”

Tristan looked sincere, his light eyes pleading as he reached for my hand. I extended my own, giving in to Tristan’s touch. His skin was cool against my own, soothing the fire that had been building for days now. The part of me that yearned for his touch was stronger when my mind was clouded. I ran my fingers over the smooth skin of his palm, tracing the lines and marveling at the odd sensation. He chilled the fire burning over my skin, searing my flesh with it’s heat and intensity.

I stepped forward, ready to walk into his arms.

A black wolf the size of a bear leaped over my head, slamming into Tristan’s chest and knocking him backwards.

I felt the fog being torn from my mind painfully and without mercy. Tristan was no longer in my head, but it felt much like the night at the club. I was still disoriented, not sure where I was or who my friends were. All I knew is some part of me wanted to protect Tristan. That part of me was ready to throw myself in front of the giant wolf, risk my own life to save Tristan’s.

my bottom with a thud. The black wolf turned to look at me, it’s honey eyes startling and familiar. Those eyes were important to

Tristan enough time to leap up from the ground and sprint off into the

the color

but the sandy wolf sunk it’s teeth into his calf. The roar of

would’ve laughed at the look on Tyler’s face. Anger, h****r, and defeat. He knew he’d been caught. There was no way he’d be able to fight against

chocolate in color. This wolf was smaller than the other two and somehow slimmer. The chocolate wolf locked eyes

at his fallen friend, who was currently being torn apart by the sandy wolf,

the brown, it’s eyes conveying some sort of message. My mind was still a jumbled mess, my memories

and darted

head was whipping around, surveying the damage. I could’ve sworn I saw it’s shoulders drop as it realized

into his eyes. A deep growl came

length of his arms and chest, his skin was clear and pale as the moon. His hair looked a bit messy, but begged to have fingers ran through it. He walked over to me as

guy snarled, his face glaring down

could only assume it had to do with the library I had built in my head. Everything was in

I shook my head, unsure what else to

happened tonight, but I couldn’t figure out it’s importance. Why was I here to begin

of the forest, short brown hair that

guy holding me snapped,

her head, a strange light

the holding cells.” The guy carrying me snapped at the

the girl with short hair, “Why is she still

she looked at me, “It’ll take some

have to wait to hear whatever she learned.”

her eyes conveying the slightest hint of fear. “She had us mind-linked the

this suicidal plan?” Alpha Asher glared daggers at Breyona and the grey wolf. I couldn’t help but feel bad for them. It seemed like this entire thing actually was

“She was going through with it either way. We couldn’t just let her go

the first place.” Alpha Asher snarled, making