Alpha Asher By Jane Doe

Chapter 163

Chapter 163 – I hadn’t so much as skimmed my fingers over the cover page when Asher came through the front door. Ajolt of surprise swallowed my voice and made my heartrate jump, forcing me to snap the book shut and slip it back into my bag.

Asher rounded the corner and appeared in the kitchen before I could question my sneaky behavior and why the feeling churning in my gut told me to keep the book a secret-even from him.

The next few hours I spent with Asher were anything but relaxing. Even after taking out the rest of my frustration in the cushy master suite he had designed for us, there was still plenty weighing on my mind. I’d always envied Chelsea for her lack of conscience, especially lately.

Both Maya and I knew that keeping Cordelia’s book was wrong and that thievery, no matter how it happened, had consequences. The urge to return it with a heartfelt apology was strong, but there was something even more powerful brewing in the back of my mind.

It had found it’s way into my bag for a reason, I assumed. One could only wonder if the reason was to look inside, to use its magic to protect my mate, pack, and kingdom. Even though the feeling lasted but a few seconds, it was the excitement that gripped my heart in its hand that ultimately influenced my decision.

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“Are you alright?” Asher’s voice was soft, which was warning enough that I’d been quiet for far too long.

Unable to forget what had transpired not that long ago between him and a certain Judge, I lifted an eyebrow in his direction. With a drink in each hand, he abandoned the bar cart in the lowered alcove that served as our lounge and made his way to the canopied bed I was currently sprawled across.

 

racing across my tongue. Forcing away a grimace from the taste was easy enough. “Shouldn’t I be the one asking you

the deep scowl that hardened his jawline and made those soft lips of his fall, I knew his next words would be worth my while. Only after a long drink of his own did he finally speak. “I won’t apologize for what I did to Clint Armstrong, but I’ll admit I did act rashly.” For a split second, his eyes unfocussed and confusion filled their depths until all traces of gold faded from his iris’s. “I…I haven’t been feeling like myself lately. There was some part of me that wondered if magic was involved, but

there is to know about Alpha’s. There’s a chance this could be what happens when an Alpha’s pack is threatened from all sides…” I stumbled for a reason, startled

harder until his opponent snapped in two. Seeing him like

He said, his voice quickly morphing from dry to light and amused. My own lips perked up at the sound of his laugh, and of the memory that pitted the two of us against each other. He sat down on the edge of the bed and took another drink. “When you turned yourself into

can’t mean that. We’ve got witches, vampires, and

s**t to me.” He rasped, running a hand down the stubble that coated his jaw. His head sunk a few inches, and only when I placed my hand beneath his chin did he dare look up at me. “I would’ve handed over your entire pack if it meant getting you back, Lola. You mean that much to me-so much that my own people can’t even compare. I’ll protect them with my last breath, but only if I know you’re safe.’ There was an urgency in his voice that made my throat tighten. I tried hard to cling to my disbelief but failed when I saw the heat in his eyes. “So believe me when I say, I know what stress feels like. Maybe you and Cassidy are right, maybe this is some Alpha thing we haven’t discovered…but if that’s the case, we need to get figuring it out because I’m slipping, and this pack

more I was able to see his hesitance and indecision. Part of me wondered if I’d still feel the same all-consuming love when Asher’s guard was let down and his indestructible Alpha persona was removed. It wasn’t surprising that my affection for him reached an even deeper level, and that the bond between us sparkled like freshly spun threads of gold. He was still an Alpha in my eyes, but

with Asher, who could? An idea popped into my head, and I found myself smiling with just a shred of renewed hope. “Breyona’s parents might be able to help.

Mason can keep her in check since she seems to enjoy tormenting

I registered his last-minute decision. The one where he thought bringing Mason and Clara anywhere was a good idea. An odd sensation warmed my stomach and a fleeting thought whispered in

I was having that told me I somehow caused

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