Alpha Asher By Jane Doe

Read Alpha Asher [by Jane Doe] Chapter 96 – Asher’s voice faded in and out of the mind-link, undoubtedly because he had joined the fight. I could hear the anger and exhilaration in his voice, and my heartrate skyrocketed as anxiety took hold. My skin flushed a bright shade of red, and I slipped my jacket off as I fidgeted. Each mile felt like hours, and by the time the mile marker for our town appeared, I was nearing explosion.

Sean talked over our plan on the way home, but I had zoned out for most of the conversation. While I was physically seated in a moving vehicle, I was with Asher the entire time. Our bond burned brightly within me, reminding me that he was still alive–still safe, for now.

While the rest of Asher’s men, Sean, Mason, and I headed into battle, Tristan would get Holly to safety. It was a last-minute idea, but I plugged the address to Breyona’s late Aunt’s house into the GPS. Breyona had once been visiting Giovanni there, and it seemed fitting to use the house again. I passed the keys to Tristan with a hard look in my eyes. I was trusting him, more than I ever wanted to. First, I trusted him with my life, and now, my half-sisters. Even though I hardly knew the girl, I knew she deserved better than this life.

Tristan peeled off down the road, with a pale looking Holly in the passenger seat. Sean had reminded him to stay away from the main roads, and to avoid the werewolves at any cost. The rest of us slipped into the woods. Maya had been unconscious for the entire drive, building up strength from the constant contact with silver. I managed to make her stir, and grimaced as she yawned loudly.

“Not enough time to explain, but it’s time to wake up.” I called out to her. “The fight is happening now, and were about to head right into it.”

“I expect the full story later.” She replied, and I grimaced as the bones in my body began to shift.

I hadn’t been able to shift while being held prisoner at my Father’s, so the process was uncomfortable. My muscles stretched, my bones cracked, and my teeth elongated. I resisted the urge to scratch at my skin as large tufts of hair emerged. Once I was on four feet, I followed Sean, Mason and the rest of the warriors into the forest. Our feet thundered against the damp earth, kicking up bits of dirt and grass. My tongue rolled out as a huff left my snout. Not exercising for a week hadn’t done me any favors. I pushed myself harder, feeling the b**n in my muscles as I kept up with Sean and Mason.

and vampire, filled the air. The scent of blood overwhelmed everything else. I could no longer smell the wet earth, or

of the forest and onto the outskirts of town. Only a few houses sat out here, along with a small farm. The entire fight was mayhem, bodies scattered along the ground, most still

out,

the situation at hand, Asher

warmth through me, calming my nerves and clearing my addled

multiple Vampire’s at once, but I had underestimated my Father’s number of followers. Some of the Vampire’s

Larger than the rest, its fur was the color of midnight. Asher’s honey-colored eyes were reflected in his wolf’s. Sean, Mason, and I k****d our way through the Vampire’s, making it to Asher’s side. The numbers continued to dwindle, but I couldn’t

of the Vampire’s, snarling as it whizzed

tossing the body of an older Vampire to the ground before answering. “Breyona and Giovanni, at her Aunt’s place. Your Dad put up a fight, but he’s far from town with your

Breyona’s Aunt’s house. I had assumed Breyona and Giovanni would evacuate with the rest of the townspeople. Instead, they remained in town, a risk, but they’d be nearby in case we won. Instead of freaking out, I mind-linked Breyona. While

I caught him in time, knocking him off

all the fur on my body, I felt unbearably warm. If I were in my human form, I’d probably be sweating. I fought past the feeling and pushed forward, stashing any physical pain deep in the recesses of