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.

before. Which meant someone else had called them. Only two 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

strength I could muster into my words. I kept my voice stern. I controlled the shadows, not the

moved, gliding across the floor until

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

see the shadows, there was nothing he could do. I tensed against the side of the tub, trying to keep as much distance from the

only to stiffen and become horribly rigid. My back arched as a frightened wheeze left my lips. This was it,

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

mind. It was nothing like the mind-link I had with my pack, and yet it was oddly similar. I was

the Vampires.’ The shadows spoke all at once, their voices coming from every inch of the room. I could feel every single Vampire, and knew they were all looking to the sky. Mourning their lost King, and

was already in line for the throne, that much I knew. Upon

ask of you?” I

my skin. The heat that singed

forth, you are unable to forfeit your crown. Not even your sister will be able to remove this burden from your

but the human shaped shadow was already beginning to unravel, each individual shadow slithering back to its corner. The

sure how long I sat in the tub, succ*mbing to the 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

had been too much. Her willpower chipped away until she was fighting against me, urging

my thick scent, luring him forward. My heart hammered in my chest at the

to claim me–to end the pain 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

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 lips

as he pulled me from the tub, his hungry lips claiming my own. There was 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

didn’t want to hear the rest of what he said. He wanted this

whimpered, guiding his hand between my legs. His fingers grazed my wetness with predatory focus. A long, breathless moan left my lips as one of his fingers slipped inside of me. “I

you need, Lola?” Asher murmured against my lips, his other hand twisted in my hair, yanking my head back so that he could devour my

hand, basking in the pleasure and relief a single finger brought me. I felt the pressure gathering in my groin, but found no release. I needed more. I needed to feel his steel length inside of me, stretching and pushing

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 Maya spurred me on. The desperate lu*t

pace, spurred on by my heat as much as I was. Only when my orgm rippled through me, coaxing a blissful scream from my parted lips, did Asher pull away. My back slammed against the bed, my heart shuddering in my chest. My legs shook as the remnants of my

taste so f*king sweet, Lola.” Asher murmured, looking up from between my parted legs with blind

over. 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 tossed back, I ground myself against his ck,

wave of icy bliss through me, soothing my heated skin. “You feel so fking good wrapped

was capable of making. I felt myself detach from my body, only to rush

Asher groaned, his dark eyes watching as he slammed his c**k inside of me. “Take

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

my limbs felt blissfully relaxed. The heat that