Alpha Asher By Jane Doe

Read Alpha Asher [by Jane Doe] Chapter 99 – Lola’s POV

As Asher’s voice faded from my mind, the heat encompassing my body increased. I felt uncomfortable in my own skin, unbearably warm and antsy. I struggled to sit up in the sedan, but could hardly move my limbs. I knew Maya was fighting for control, pushing back against her instincts in order to give me a reprieve from the intense heat. My eyes fluttered closed, and I cherished the brief minutes of unconsciousness, free from the blistering heat.

“That bad, huh?” Sean chuckled, carrying me up the stairs to a small house.

“Yes, it’s that bad.” I snapped. Instead of sounding cold and ferocious, my words came out in a garbled groan.

A little one-story house, covered in sky blue paneling with a little white porch. Judging from the flower pots on the porch, and the lace c******s in the window, someone lived in this house. Sean fished a key out from his front pocket, holding me with one arm as he unlocked the front door.

Whoever had once lived in this house must’ve moved recently, I thought to myself. An old couch sat against the wall, along with an old television stand. The television was gone, as were most of the other furniture. I could see the imprint against the wall where a row of pictures had once sat.

“Kind of glad my mate was a guy.” Sean chuckled, but his eyes had that misty, faraway look I often saw on Mason’s face. “I feel for Asher. You’ll jump his bones the minute he steps into the house.”

“Shut up!” I groaned, clenching my eyes together in hope that I would once again fall unconscious. The last thing I wanted to do was talk about jumping my mate’s bones with my brother.

“Alright, alright.” Sean replied, a small smile twitching on his lips. “Want me to put you in the bedroom?”

While I detected a hint of amusement from Sean’s voice, I ignored it in favor of something better. What I needed was to cool the fire crackling along my skin. I let out a painful grunt, which Sean took as a yes. As he opened the bedroom door, I noticed a bathroom off to the right. That was exactly what I needed. The heat was overwhelming, making my breaths come out in labored pants.

“The bathroom.” I croaked, “Take me into the bathroom.”

The bathroom was fairly large, and I assumed that this bedroom was the master bedroom. The bathtub was large enough for me to submerge myself fully, and I sighed at the thought of an ice-cold bath. Sean sat me down on a plush stool that sat against the wall. I resisted the urge to tear the blanket from my shoulders and dive into the tub, whether Sean was there or not.

“Well, I’m not sticking around while you–do that.” Sean cleared his throat. Sean walked over to the tub and turned on the cold water, wincing as he stuck his hand under the faucet. “I’ll be just outside the bedroom. Gotta keep all those hungry wolves away.”

“Ugh, go!” I groaned, eyeing the frigid water.

I was off the stool and across the room before Sean could shut the bathroom door. I practically leapt into the bathtub, hissing as the cold water lapped at my heated skin. I half expected steam to come rolling out of the tub, my hot skin reacting with the icy water. There was no steam, just as there was no relief from my heat.

I thought about what Sean had said, and was grateful he stood watch. I loved Asher, and wouldn’t trade my mate for the world, but I wasn’t sure I’d be able to stop myself if someone came in here looking to relieve the pain, I was in. I knew Maya’s instincts would take over, and we would mate with anyone–regardless of who they were.

My eyes roamed the plain bathroom, settling on the large window across the room. It would be so easy to slip away, to crack the window open and leave. I could find someone–anyone, to take this pain away. Certainly, they wouldn’t be able to resist. A nak*d, she-wolf in heat, roaming the streets. If the battle was won, there would be countless males, tired from battle, looking for anything to relieve the horrors from their mind.

“No. Not a chance.” I groaned into the empty bathroom, tearing my eyes away from the window and curling myself into a ball. My damp hair fanned out across the water, and I sank lower into the tub.

My entire body grew stiff as the large lights in the bathroom grew dull, magnifying the shadows that bounced along the walls. The cold water that filled the bathtub grew colder, cold enough to make me wonder if shards of ice swirled in the water. The blistering heat that seared my skin was momentarily forgotten as the shadows gathered along the walls. My heart hammered in my chest as fear settled in my bones. The shadows gathered at the edge of the tub, lapping against the porcelain walls like an inky ocean. I watched in fearful silence as the shadows gathered, forming a large mass that was human in shape. It had no discernable features, and yet I could feel it staring at me. Analyzing–watching the half-breed Princess who had often fed them her blood.

others had the ability to call on the shadows, my Father and Holly. Fear raced through me at the thought of what might’ve happened. We could have lost–and my father could have sent

could muster into my words.

across the floor until

their silky-smooth voices colder than the water I sat in. “He had one last request–his price paid in

would do no good, I told myself. Even if Sean could see the shadows, there was nothing he could do. I tensed against the side of

go slack, only to stiffen and become horribly rigid. My back arched as a frightened wheeze left my lips. This was it, I told myself. I wondered if I would go home to my Goddess, or if the shadows would also claim my

my head with a thick, coldness. I could feel every icy shard that rolled through me, every crystal-like piece of ice that embedded itself in my mind. My heart pounded in my chest, never once slowing. As I waited for d***h, I realized it wasn’t coming. All at once, thousands of silver threads wormed themselves in my mind, all

Vampire that walked this earth, I could feel their presence in my mind. It was nothing like the mind-link I had with my pack, and yet it was oddly similar. I was aware of their presence, and

to the shadows, host to the Renaldi magic. Hail Queen Lola, ruler of the Vampires.’ The shadows spoke all at once, their voices coming from

that much I knew. Upon his d***h, I would

ask of you?” I asked the shadows, “What did he pay

could feel a million cold eyes pierce my skin. The heat that singed my skin was long gone in the presence of the shadows, allowing

your compliance.” The shadows hissed, “From hence forth, you are unable to forfeit your crown. Not even your sister will be able to remove this burden from

shadow was already beginning to unravel, each individual shadow slithering back to its corner. The lights in the bathroom brightened until I was left alone,

pain and my whirlwind of thoughts. There was more to what my Father bargained; I know it. He wouldn’t just d*e without exacting some form of revenge. He solidified my place as Queen, but I couldn’t understand why. Wouldn’t he want the crown to go to Holly? After all, she had lived with him for

to fight against her instincts, but the battle had been too much. Her willpower chipped away until she was fighting against me, urging me to leave the

see the torment in his eyes, the urge to resist my thick scent, luring him forward. My heart hammered in my chest at the

that consumed every cell, every living piece of me. I could no longer fight against Maya, not now that Asher stood in our presence. Strength coursed through my body, and I stood

etched onto his face. He didn’t want to take advantage of me, of how willing I was in this state. I didn’t care, nor could I bring myself to stop. I let my fingers trail down my damp skin, running down my brests and circling one of my hardened nips. The hiss that left my

nothing sweet or romantic about the way we devoured one another. The heat crackled against my skin, soothed by Asher’s touch. Each time he pulled away from me, the fire returned tenfold. Simple kissing wasn’t going to satiate me, nor would it extinguish the flames. I twisted my fingers in his hair,

to hear the rest of what he said. He wanted this just

his hand between my legs. His fingers grazed my wetness with predatory focus. A long, breathless moan left my lips

Asher murmured against my lips, his other hand twisted in my hair, yanking my head back so

his hand, basking in the pleasure and relief a single finger brought me. I felt the pressure gathering in my groin, but found no release.

me in his arms and stormed out of the bathroom, placing me on the bed before crawling on top of me. My fingers clawed at his clothing, tearing into the grey sweatpants he wore. My nails lengthened on their own as

groaning at the taste of me on his tongue. Even as I clawed and tugged at his hair, he never stopped his frantic pace, spurred on by my

looking up from between my

I settled over his hips, which were still covered with his torn sweatpants. I shredded the rest from his body, feeling his dark eyes watching my every move. His ck sprung out, rigid and ready for me. I centered myself over him, lowering down with a blissful groan. With my head

Every rough touch sent a wave of icy bliss through me, soothing

ones I never knew I was capable of making. I felt myself detach from my body, only to rush back in, facing the intense pleasure. His hips slapped against my own as he thrusted relentlessly. With each long s****e, the pain and

groaned, his dark eyes watching as he slammed

us over, lifting my legs over his shoulders as he continued thrusting inside of me. Our eyes never left one another, never stopped roaming the other in blind lut. His fingers worked my swollen clt, while his mouth devoured every inch of my heated skin. Only when I was crying out his name, tears burning in my eyes, did Asher finally release himself inside

relaxed. The heat that had once pulsed through me was now long gone, chased away by the