Alpha Asher By Jane Doe

Read Alpha Asher [by Jane Doe] Chapter 54 – Breyona’s P.o.v

Against my better judgement, I had given Giovanni the address to my Aunt’s house. I knew what I should’ve done instead, beating myself down for being too weak.

It was selfish to hope he would abandon his kind when I would never do the same. I couldn’t leave my pack and family behind, yet I couldn’t say the three words that would sever our connection for good.

‘I reject you.’

Those words physically couldn’t form on my lips.

The night Lola was marked by Tristan, I took her and Mason home. I stayed around long enough to learn the truth about Lola. She was half-vampire.

As bad as it sounded, my heart soared at the news. That meant a werewolf and a vampire were compatible in some form. If they could have children together, couldn’t they somehow be mates? Maybe this wasn’t such an anomaly.

After taking Mason home, I hopped into my car. I knew I should’ve driven straight home, but my heart led me elsewhere.

I was released from my thoughts as I pulled into the driveway of my Aunt’s house. The lights were off as they had been since she died. My Aunt was much like Lola’s Grandma. They were both erratic with an incredible outlook on life.

I turned my car off and stared up at the old farmhouse. There had been countless summers where I and my older sister would visit to play. My Aunt had all kinds of animals back then. We would play with the horses, running from the hyperactive dogs that would circle our feet.

When my Aunt died, the animals were sold to various farms. The grass began to whither and d*e, no longer being taken care of. My Mom could never bring herself to come back here. She had been close with her sister. Her d***h hit her harder than anything I had witnessed before. It was terrifying to see my Mom down on her knees, tears streaming from her eyes as sobs of agony hit her.

I opened the car door and stepped into the cool night. My body was on auto pilot. I felt as though someone were tugging the mate bond, pulling me closer to where Giovanni may be.

Things would have been so much simpler if I had just gone home.

My hands were shaking as I unlocked the door, hearing it creak loudly as it swung open. The house smelled of dust and my Aunt’s cinnamon apple air fresheners. They had long ago run out, but the smell remained. It was faded by time but was a peaceful reminder of who had lived here.

I didn’t lock the door behind me, some small part of me hoping Giovanni would show. I flipped on the lights, thankful my Mom continued paying the electric bill. I think some part of her enjoyed pretending my Aunt still lived here, that she was just a phone call away if anything happened. That made two people who were ignoring the truth, like mother like daughter.

text, letting her know I was sleeping over a friend’s house. I made sure

it was to

eyes snapped open as the floorboards creaked warily. I had fallen asleep in my Aunt’s chair, lulled

jumped from my chest, my eyes widening as I noticed Giovanni standing in the open kitchen. He

how long he had been standing there for, and

came.” I choked out; my voice thick

deny the thought, pretend this entire fight wasn’t existing. It went against her nature to betray her pack,

wearing at the club. He was dressed in a dark sweater, a thick leather jacket enclosing his torso. His curly hair was messy,

came here.” Giovanni murmured, his dark eyes were bright and wide as

accent. His voice sounded like honey, thick and sweet. It was

running my tongue

Giovanni. Vampire’s weren’t

was hanging on

and I, turning our willpower to mush.

my own. His tanned skin looked soft, smooth and flawless. Without hesitation, my fingers glided over the

locked

his face was

running across my skin?” Giovanni’s eyes snapped up to

su*ked in by his intense gaze. “The

your other half?” Giovanni grimaced, giving a quick shake of his

don’t know.” I answered honestly, already craving another

awe, taken in by the man who claimed half our soul.

to get su*ked into her thoughts, wanting to

hadn’t begun to clear. I could feel the heat from his body, begging to meet my own. My fingers trailed up his clothed arms, grazing the skin of his

on the sparks that caressed his skin. I su*ked in a sharp breath as my fingers trailed up

hands on my

my own, something I hadn’t expected. My hands tangled in his curly hair, marveling at how soft it