Alpha Asher By Jane Doe

Chapter 228

There wasn't much more we could do after that. Rowena was dangling on the cusp of unconsciousness and one more slice, one more sliver of flesh, could easily send her tumbling off the edge.

I could've healed her, resealed her wounds. and sent the blood trickling back into her body, but I didn't trust myself. The more I thought about her, about Sean and how I felt, the hazier my mind became. I was running out of reasons not to finish what I'd started back in the forest, and that fact terrified me more than anything. I should’ve told Asher, but what was the point? There was nothing that could be done. The dark veins along my fingers and hands were proof that I'd almost went off the deep end, and the shadows themselves insisted there was no cure to be found.

After ordering Giovanni to dose Rowena with enough Hemlock to subdue a small army, Asher and I left. We spent the rest of the day together, though it was anything but relaxing. There was so much he and I needed to talk about, but we were both working on overdrive, fixated on protecting the people of this pack.

Zeke, Tessa, and Breyona tagged along, following us to Killian’s old office. The five of us crowded around the large conference table, clutching cups of crappy coffee in our hands as we created lists of every single person we’d come in contact with since moving to the capital of the pack.

Strangers, acquaintances, friends, family, foes. There were too many people to sort through and not nearly enough time to vet them all. Tessa, surprisingly enough, was the most helpful. She’d stepped up since declaring which side she was on and was honest with the information she gave out despite her obvious fear towards losing her sister.

“I don't know exactly where the others are. Ember and I were kept from the group. We were assigned a protector-or a babysitter as Ember liked to call her. Elaine's one of the witches good with crafting illusions.” Tessa explained, her soft features hardening at the mention of her twin. Her voice took on a muted tone as she continued, “...there were a couple of times your wolves didn’t even notice us. We’d be camping in the forest and a patrol team would race by.”

“Do you think that’s how the blood witch is escaping our notice?” Asher asked from across the table. I noticed how he tried to tone down the command in his voice, but it was there, nonetheless. Tessa didn’t seem phased by that fact. If anything, from the way she tilted her chin, she seemed used to being given orders.

“No. If she’s truly here in your pack, then she's hiding in plain sight. Surrounding herself with a bunch of protectors to hide her whereabouts...it's not really her style.”

Tessa cringed.

It should've frightened me that the mere mention of the blood witch had Tessa flinching, but all I could think about was Sean and the fact that both Breyona and

Mason were meant to join him.

“You've met her, then?” Zeke asked, his eyes brightening. They flickered to my mate, staying there for several seconds. He and Asher were having some kind of silent conversation when Zeke abruptly turned back to Tessa and asked, “Do you think you'd be able to point her out if you saw a picture of her?”

Tessa blanched, “I've met her once, but it wasn’t an experience I ever wanted to relive. She was terrifying, to be honest with you. The kind of crazy that's cunning and calculated.”

“How do we know she’s not wearing someone else’s face?” I countered, hands clasped and resting beneath my chin. The dark veins running up my fingers made them ice cold. “If the second witch can change her identity, can't the blood witch do the same?”

“Again, that's not really her style. She’s cocky, but not in a way that's considered a weakness. She'd thrive on the fact that she’s living under your nose, but the second you came sniffing too close, she wouldn’t hesitate to pack up and move on.” Tessa explained, pursing her lips. “The way Rowena spoke made it sound like you haven't even come close to figuring out who she is. I'd be willing to bet if she’s actually here in your pack, then she's wearing her own face. If she is I think I could point her out.”

“It's not perfect or fast by any means, but it's a start. Now, if you don’t mind, I'd like to know who murdered my parents. Was it that sister of yours?” Breyona chimed in, and as her voice dropped low, I swore the lighting in the room followed.

Tessa visibly swallowed, glancing at the furthest corners of the room as though she noticed the sudden lighting change too.

core. She’s just...she’s just angry.” Tessa sighed; her earthy eyes locked on the table’s surface as though it

you guys are or what pack you belong to. You're all the same in her eyes. The witch that murdered your parents was an elemental like Ember and I,

narrowed. “Water. Does

of the apologies Ember and I received as

continued to talk, their voices fading into the

bed? Was it a house she lived in or an apartment? Did she hold a

at Asher, seeing him when he thought

his eyes, and his lips were swollen from the number of times he rolled

get pictures and have Tessa

stiff and shoulders

table's surface, seemingly deep within

you had a strong enough witch here, she could cast a location spell. You'd need something belonging to

my head, one I should've thought of sooner. I mentally cursed myself for being so distracted with the thought of revenge that I couldn't formulate a plan on how to get

mused, looking up from the table to realize that all eyes were on

his eyes regardless of how exhausted and pained they

of hers?” Tessa

I replied. “We have

to be plenty to show me where the blood witch was. Even the dark magic coursing through my veins agreed with the idea, thrumming its praise as it whispered silky promises egging me

full strength. I’m all for getting this bitch, but you look dead on your feet.” Breyona said with obvious concern. A few seconds passed when her mouth popped open, and eyes went wide. “Ugh, that

how horrified my best-friend looked, I shook my head. “I don’t know if waiting is the best idea. She has everything she needs now to

relies heavily on any sort of power it can consume. The full moon would be

at the table,

singing songs of all the other things I could do under the might of a

this tonight.” I said,

tight grip, desperate to spring. Even Maya writhed with anticipation, fighting the urge to

the

lists and photographs of every pack member within fifty miles. With every pair of eyes I stared into, my patience waned. Tessa breezed through them, her scowl growing more and more prominent with each photograph she slid to

careening through the large, open windows faded, we decided to call it quits.

be on their way. Deciding it was better to explain things to Holly in person, I told Tristan

anyone, not even Asher. Still, as insane as it was...it was also

we pulled into the driveway of the house, it was all