Chapter 35

Read Alpha Asher [by Jane Doe] – Little to no sunlight streamed through the black c******s,
making me wonder if it was still dark outside.

It took a few moments for my brain to clear of the morning fogginess, then I remembered the night I had.
An irritating soreness radiated from in between my legs as I shifted in bed.

Alpha Asher had let me sleep in his bed. I half expected him to toss me in my room and call it a night.
Every revealing position Alpha Asher had put me in sent a hot blush rushing to my cheeks. He had
used everything at his disposal to bring me orgm after orgm , well everything except for the one body
part I wanted. Despite my post-orgm whimpers, Alpha Asher refused to fk me.

My head whipped around as someone sat up from the bed. Alpha Asher had stayed the night with me,
sharing his personal bed. Maya was practically shaking for joy, and I was too until I realized I was nak*d.

My eyes flitted around at the scraps of clothing on the floor; my clothing. There was no way I planned on
running back to my bedroom nak*d. Something of Alpha Asher’s would have to do.

Alpha Asher sat on the edge of the bed, his muscular back facing me. He wasn’t wearing a shirt, giving
me a good view of the long scar that ran down his back. Rippling muscles coupled with the jagged scar
had the sensitive area between my legs throbbing.



Clutching the blanket to my chest, I stumbled from the bed. My legs felt like jello, numb from the night I
had. Alpha Asher turned, looking at me sideways. His eyes darkened as he took in my flushed state, my
hair messy from sleep.

“Good morning, Lola.” His voice was raspy, still thick with sleep. A wicked smirk formed on his face, one
that had me thinking about last nights events.





Alpha Asher stood from the bed, stepping on the blanket I had draped around my body. His large hands
grasped the blanket and pulled, tearing it from my body. Cool air rushed against my heated skin, and my
arms snapped up to cover my exposed bre*sts.

“Do not hide yourself from me, Lola.” Alpha Asher growled, wrapping his hands around my wrists and
pushing them to my sides. “I won’t tell you again.”

Blush crawled up to my face as Alpha Asher’s dark eyes roamed my b**e chest. Softly, he lifted a finger
and traced the deep purple marks he had left on my skin.

“Who do you belong to?” Alpha Asher growled, his eyes dancing with amusement.

I knew if I stated my mind, he’d never let me leave this bedroom. My lady bits might fall off if I’m forced
through another dozen org**m s. Instead of being defiant, I somehow managed to s*****w my pride.

“Yours.” My voice still had that disobedient edge to it, one that made Alpha Asher’s smirk deepen.

“Good girl.” Alpha Asher murmured, pressing his face against my hair and inhaling deeply.

“I have work to do.” Alpha Asher murmured, “Don’t be late for training tomorrow.”

Alpha Asher retreated into the bathroom, and I walked over to his closet. I grabbed a simple black t-shirt,
inhaling deeply at his scent. I slipped it on over my nak*d body and exited his bedroom, slamming into
Beta Devin.

“Oh, Lola.” Beta Devin cleared his throat, his eyes widening as he took in my current outfit. “Is Alpha
Asher in?”

My face heated to a bright crimson, and my jaw threatened to drop.



“I—Er, Beta Devin.” I stammered, “He’s in the bathroom.”

“Thank you, Lola.” Beta Devin nodded, his lips twitching. “I think I’ll come back later.”

“Beta—This really isn’t what it looks like.” I shook my head, toying with the shirt that hung to my knee’s.

Beta Devin smirked, “I’d never assume such things.”

I darted into my bedroom, hearing Beta Devin’s deep laughter rumbling down the hall. I inwardly cringed
with embarrassment, hoping Beta Devin would keep yet another secret for me.

I took a quick shower, washing my fluids from last night off my body. There wasn’t much for me to do
today, so I figured I’d walk back to my old house. There were a few odds and ends I wanted to bring back
to the pack house. After slipping on some jeans and a blouse, I grabbed an empty bag and walked
downstairs.

The pack house was virtually empty, scarce except for a few servants and the maid. I slipped out the
front door and began walking down the street.

I hesitated at the front door, wondering if I now needed to knock. Just as my hand wrapped around the
door k**b, the front door swung open.

“I told you she was coming over.” Grandma shouted at my Dad who sat at the kitchen table. “Would it k**l
you to have a little faith in me?”

Dad raised his eyebrow at Grandma and grumbled something unintelligible, his face lighting up when he
saw me standing through the door frame.

“Back already.” Dad chuckled, looking happier than he’s been in weeks. “Already getting on Alpha
Asher’s nerves?”



“Of course not.” I grinned innocently, the throbbing between my legs a constant reminder of Alpha
Asher’s touch. “You know I’d never antagonize him on purpose.”

Dad’s smile dropped, a smirk taking over his face. “Alpha Asher must be a patient man.”

“Mm, I don’t think patience has anything to do with it.” Grandma chuckled to herself, “Hungry, dear?”

“Of course.” I grinned, hoping Dad would forget her little comment.

I sat down at my usual spot, digging in once Grandma placed a plate in front of me. Dad took a deep
drink from his coffee mug, eyeing me warily. I was scarfing down my food like a rabid animal. And entire
night of endless org**m s and no water breaks took a toll on your body.

“They not feeding you over there?” Dad raised his eyebrow, setting his newspaper down on the table.

I shrugged, “I haven’t eaten since dinner last night. I woke up a little late.”

Dad grunted and nodded his head, “Still no word from Sean.”

“It’s only been a few days.” I gave him a small smile, “He’ll contact us when he’s ready. He won’t be gone
long.”

“I hope not.” Dad grunted, “First I worried about you, now I’m worrying about him.”

“You’re always gonna worry.” I chuckled, “That’s part of your job.”

“The two of you could make it a little easier on me.” Dad huffed.

“You never made it easy on me.” Grandma scolded Dad, waving a spatula in his direction. “I remember
multiple instances where you’d run off in the middle of the night.”

“I didn’t think you knew about that.” Dad grumbled, his face turning a light pink.



Grandma rolled her eyes, “Of course I knew. You weren’t very quiet about it.”

I chuckled to myself, listening to their bickering as I ate my breakfast. After eating, I walked into my old
bedroom. I began filling my bag with some odds and ends I wanted to bring. A stuffed animal, a few
books, some extra socks.

I saw it sitting on the windowsill, my brain working to process how it had gotten there.

A white index card sat on the window sill, the place I had been frozen at the night of Kanyon’s d***h.

I couldn’t understand how it had been placed here. It must’ve been in the night, but how would they get
past the patrol teams?

I refused to let myself feel afraid, reminding myself I had wanted this. I wanted another chance at finding
out why Kanyon and Katie died. I wanted the closure for their families, and the information for Alpha
Asher. Yet, the sight of the notes still made my blood turn cold. I knew once this was all over, I’d never
look at a white index card the same way.

I lifted the card and opened it gingerly, unfazed when a photo fell out.

I looked down at the photo in interest. The red flashing lights made my hair a shiny auburn color. Tristan
was gazing down at me, his eyes glued to my neck. My lips were parted, a dreamy look on my face as I
gazed at him.

Someone had seen Tristan and I at the club, had watched as he lulled me into a false sense of security. I
hadn’t even noticed someone standing close by, a camera in hand. In fact, I couldn’t remember anyone
else from that night. All I could remember was Tristan, Mason, and Breyona.

The note was written in the same elegant script, but the threat was clear on paper.

Busy night?



I will give you one last chance.

Meet tonight, same place—Midnight.

Come alone.

If you fail to show; another life will be taken, one close to heart.






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