Alpha Asher and Lola novel Chapter 109

Read Alpha Asher by Jane Doe Chapter 109 – “Brandon.” Asher’s voice held a warning beneath its calm facade, as did his eyes, which were currently latched onto where his brother stood.

“Oh, relax. You’re awful uptight considering the big secret is now out. What was that saying -oh, that’s right. The truth will set you free. Do you feel free, brother?”

He held a beer bottle in his hand, the condensation still running down the sides in thin rivulets. With both Asher and Brandon standing before me, shirtless and in swimming trunks, it was easy to see the similarities between the two.

Asher’s hair was a tad darker, but both had the same jaw shape and broad shoulders, the athletic body that bordered on massive in size. Where Asher was stingy with his facial expressions, Brandon held absolutely nothing back even when he should.

“How can I ever feel free, Brandon? I’m Alpha to the largest pack in the country, and you’re my brother.” Admittedly, I held my breath for those few seconds, unsure what Asher’s reaction would be. A few dryly tossed words I could handle, so long as the blistering sun didn’t set them aflame.

“You two, I swear.” Cassidy shook her head at the two of them before giving me a smile that said, ‘this happens often.’ She strutted over to where some of the water coolers sat, smirking at a few guys who turned her way. The familiar hiss of carbonation sounded from the bottle in her hand. Shoving the opened beer towards Brandon, she laughed. “Quit looking for a fight and enjoy the party. It’s never been packed like this before.”

“That’s because our Alpha has never dared grace one of our lowly college parties, and I already have a beer.” Brandon snickered but took the beer from her hand and drank deeply.

I didn’t bother hiding my look of absolute disgust and rolled my eyes when he winked playfully.

“You’re almost finished your first, and you knowhow busy your brother is.” Cassidy snorted, “Besides, Erik says there are a lot of kids here from Stratford Prep and-“

“For it to be a college party, you have to be in college, Brandon.” Asher commented, swiveling his eyes downward to the two beer bottles in his brothers’ hands. Brandon, ever the challenge, gave Asher a teasing smile and took another long drink.

“Cass is in college, and she bought the beer. Same s**t if you ask me.” He shrugged but perked up as he registered what Cassidy had said. “Did you say Stratford Prep?”

“I sure did.” Cassidy’s petal-colored lips tilted up in a feminine smirk, which Brandon devoured with one of his sultry smiles.

“Sorry, gorgeous. It’s not going to work out between us-not tonight, anyhow.”

I visibly jumped when Asher’s snarl rang out into the air, making all conversation within a ten-foot radius halt. It took me a few seconds after his threatening snarl, staring at Brandon’s muscular back as he retreated, to realize he had been talking to me.

“Is there something special about Stratford Prep students?” Breyona asked curiously.

Cassidy chuckled low, a coy smile on her face. ” Stratford Prep students wear uniforms. Brandon has a very passionate love for plaid skirts and t***h-high socks. And if he ever tries to deny it, I have proof.”

Suddenly, an image came to mind. I could tell from the clarity and vividness that it wasn’t coming from my head, but Asher’s. All too quickly my eyes strayed from the background, which happened to be a rugged office with animal pelts and lots of dark cherry wood, to Asher’s form. He sat in the desk chair, his hair and eyes dark as night. The unyielding look of hunger and violence on his face did something to my insides. He looked like the CEO of a company-or the King of a country, staring down at all those smaller than him.