Alpha Asher By Jane Doe

Chapter 69

Read Alpha Asher [by Jane Doe] Chapter 69 – “I want to see Sean first.” I frowned, my eyes flickering to the mess in the fighting ring.

“Of course.” Tristan’s velvety voice caressed my skin, but did nothing to erase the disgust burning in my stomach.

The fighting ring was cleaned quickly, not a trace of blood lingered on the white floor. Some people in the small crowd grimaced or mumbled angrily over the loss of their money. It was unnerving how these people could watch such brutality.

My heart leaped in my stomach as two more men were pushed onto the stage. Sean’s face came into view, looking haggard yet defiant. One of his eyes had been blackened and looked to be slowly healing. His lip was split, a thick line of blood running down the center. From the angry glint in his eye, Sean had not been broken by these Vampires.

“What’s your price?” I spoke without thinking, but I couldn’t bring myself to care. My heart thundered in my chest at the sight of Sean. His skin was pale from lack of sunlight, the hair on his head d***y and unruly. “What do you want for him?”

“What I want—is you.” Tristan breathed, his voice calm and his eyes steady on me. My eyes snapped over to Tristan, reading the sincerity in his eyes. Tristan wouldn’t budge, that much was clear.

 

“Name something else.” Alpha Asher snapped, anger seeping into his eyes.

“A life for a life. Lola for Sean.” Tristan murmured, his eyes burning into my own. He hadn’t spared an ounce of his attention, placing it all on me. “Is your brother worth your own life? How far would you truly go?”

 

Alpha Asher stiffened, his anger rolling in waves through the mind-link. I could feel Breyona and Mason tense as they heard our conversation through the mind-link. Tristan’s words replayed in my head, bouncing between the six of us.

‘Don’t you dare, Lola.’ Alpha Asher snarled through the mind-link, sensing my hesitation.

I wanted to deny I had even contemplated it, but I couldn’t. I hadn’t the time to properly mourn my Mom’s d***h, but I refused to mourn Sean’s. I refused to let him suffer because of what I am. Alpha Asher could sense how far I was truly willing to go.

‘Breyona, we could use that distraction now.’ Alpha Asher growled through the mind-link. I stifled the surprise that crossed onto my face, wondering what Alpha Asher had planned.

‘Alright, give me a minute.’ Breyona huffed, leaping into action. ‘Stall him or something.’

“Why do you want me?” I stared at Tristan, my gaze hard and unyielding. ‘Is it because of my father?”

If Tristan was surprised, it didn’t show. His lips simply turned up in a mischievous grin, his seafoam eyes dancing.

chuckled, before leaning in. “Messing with

there.” I scoffed, shaking my head. “For whatever reason your King

conveyed nothing, not even the

knew you were mine. This was before I learned of your—heritage.” Tristan murmured, his voice a silky whisper. “You

of my attention. Guilt swarmed me as I had forgotten about my brother in those short moments. Sean and the human had lunged at one another. Steady fists and heightened speed gave my brother the advantage against the

were just some hot guy in a club.” I

his intense

Deny, deny, deny.

pull in my veins whenever I thought of his face. I would hide that from the world, accepting the discomfort and pain before I told anyone the

eyes met Tristan’s; a sly smile

Tristan questioned, his voice

human scrambled for the knife. I found myself leaning forward, anticipation and fear suffocating me. Just

water onto everything below. Those watching stood in surprise, hair

and get out.’

hesitation. Tristan had been much faster than I thought, on his feet as

Alpha Asher snapped, knocking me from my daze. ‘Carter and Wade, get your

Carter’s voice was laced with excitement.

it weren’t for the fight ahead, I would’ve laughed at the

the room, heading to the door that led back stage. The room had erupted into chaos, thick black smoke seeping in through the doors. The smell of burning wood filled the

I threw open the backstage door, someone heavy knocked me to the

burned with determination. The silver cuff still sat on his wrist, silencing his wolf and searing his skin. The silver knife was clutched in his hand, a d***h grip around its

crouched menacingly. Some of the crowd had left, filtering out

out an order. Alpha Asher was on his feet, a whirl wind of snarls and blows. Tristan was skilled, almost matching Alpha Asher in his own

were beginning to shift, their nails lengthening as they cut down Vampires. The ones who fell were quickly replaced, soon overwhelming Carter

lunged at Sean, who darted to the side with the silver blade slick in his

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