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.

the ability to call on the shadows, my Father and Holly. Fear raced through me at the thought of

I asked, finding my voice and sending all the strength I could muster into my words. I kept my voice stern. I controlled the shadows, not the

shape moved, gliding across the floor until

than the water I sat in.

there was nothing he could do. I tensed against the side of the tub, trying to keep as much distance from the shadows as I could. I clenched my eyes shut, hoping it wouldn’t hurt–praying to the

shoulders. I felt my limbs 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

embedded itself in my mind. My heart pounded in my chest, never once slowing. As I waited

feel them, all of them. Every Vampire that walked this earth, I could feel their presence in my mind. It was nothing like the mind-link I had with

Kouritis bloodline, companion 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 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 honoring

have asked of the shadows. I was already in line for the throne, that much I knew. Upon his d***h, I would become Queen,

you?” I asked the shadows, “What did

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

asked for 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 your shoulders. Upon your d***h, your

unravel, each individual shadow slithering back to its corner. The lights in the

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

the entire time, holding Maya back from what she truly wanted. Maya had tried to fight against her instincts, but the battle had been

resist my thick

I wanted this, all of it. Better it was with Asher than anyone else. My soul called out to his, begging him 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 my body, and I stood from the bathtub. Freezing cold water

the burning lut in my eyes. I could see his hesitation, see it 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 lips was echoed from Asher, who watched my

wrapped around my torso 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

want to hear the rest of what he said. He wanted this just as bad as I, but didn’t want to take advantage

my wetness with predatory focus. A long, breathless moan left my lips as one of his fingers slipped inside of

my hair, yanking my head

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 me to my limit. I needed the pain and pleasure

clothing, tearing into the grey sweatpants he wore. My nails lengthened on their own as Maya spurred me on. The desperate lu*t burning in his

between my legs, his hands gripping my thighs as his tongue lapped at my puy relentlessly. He devoured every inch of me, 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 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

looking up

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, savoring the pleasure and pain that ran

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

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

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

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

hearts pounded in tandem, and my limbs felt blissfully relaxed. The