Alpha Asher By Jane Doe

Alpha Asher Novel [by Jane Doe] Chapter 202

“Glad to see you survived.” I commented, my attention sliding to the woman that clung to his side.

Bridgette met my stare, her eyes strong and slender nose upturned as she nodded respectfully. She’d once looked at me like I were the enemy, analyzing the way I stood and moved as though she were searching for weak points, but not anymore. She seemed completely at ease in this quaint little house, perched on the arm of the antique sofa with a glass of what I knew to be blood in her hand.

She wasn’t the only one in the room, though. There were a few other Vampire’s, most of which had been here for a few weeks now. Two men around Asher’s age, one with hair as pale as snow and the other with curls that mirrored Giovanni’s, though they were a tad bit more unruly, were situated on a set of recliners just off to the side.

“Well, when you told me this one here was alive, I had no choice but to get back to her.” Deacon grunted, his ice-cold gaze thawing when he turned it towards Bridgette.

Asher, who had been quietly observing everyone, gestured to the large map sprawled out on the coffee table.

“What is this for?”

Deacon extracted himself from Bridgette, who frowned at him like she hadn’t gotten her fill of his touch, which she probably hadn’t considering they both almost died recently.

The man I was still coming to terms with as my uncle extended his hand for Asher to grasp.

“Alpha Asher, I’d say it’s nice to finally meet you, but I’ve heard all the rumors and know that most who cross your path don’t stay alive for very long.” He grunted, a hint of amusement weaseling its way onto his face, softening the sharp angles that must’ve belonged to my father’s father.

Asher shrugged but didn’t hesitate to stare Deacon down with his golden-flecked eyes, taking his hand securely in his own.

“That’s typically because they threaten what’s mine. I don’t sense you’ll make that mistake though.” He mused, his lips twitching and eyes darting down to where I stood when I jabbed my elbow into his ribcage.

‘Play nice…’ I said through the mind-link.

like it’s a common occurrence that smart, powerful women end up saddled with hot-headed

smoothly, a ghost

map. His finger landed on the forest that surrounded this little town, the border to the safe haven we’d constructed.

appeared in the doorway, her eyes wide and

‘we.’ Does that mean Spence is here too? Where is he, Deacon?” Her words trembled as a note of fear slithered

as my father, but his range of emotions was far beyond that of the previous Vampire King. Sadness rippled across his face, tainting

all Deacon said before Dina

because the auburn-haired Vampire didn’t stop Dina or seem threatened by her in the slightest. She stood back and let Deacon handle things, even

f*****g left him there.” Dina spat, her eyes dark as unlit coal, burning

didn’t leave him there. F**k, Dina. You know I care about Spence more than that.” Deacon grunted, staring the ferocious Vampire down with equal parts anger and understanding. “He was the only one that was hurt. Surprisingly, everyone else

d***g, but it quickly slid into the background when he led Dina to the small staircase beside the fireplace. It was the first door at the top of the stairs that he took her to, still visible from where I stood. The moment the door cracked open, I heard her ragged gasp hit the air, followed by

it inside out and embedded itself onto every inch of my memory so that I’d never

works, I tried and failed not to focus on the sound of Dina’s voice slipping through the crack in the door. Her whispered promises were answered by a groan or rasp, one that sounded like it was filled with such excruciating pain that I had to bite my tongue several times to keep the tears

from both the long trip and spending the night without a hint of sleep, we took our meeting into the small kitchen while we ate. The little retro refrigerator was only stocked with blood and various types of alcohol, making me

it?” He said

swatted his shoulder but grinned

does.” Sean said through a mouthful of

sage lying around, I can try a spell that helps deter unwanted visitors.” Clara suggested,

swallowed a bite of his sandwich to chime in.

can.” Breyona murmured, sharing a smirk

deep in thought as he stroked the stubble coating his jaw. “Hm, it certainly wouldn’t

the witches did follow you and are close by. Won’t they come running if they smell another witch’s magic around the place?” Bridgette countered, her legs swaying

come running