Alpha Asher and Lola novel Chapter 4

Read Alpha Asher [by Jane Doe] Chapter 4 – I stayed on the couch wallowing in my pain until the smell of dinner lifted my spirits. My grandma was cooking again and as much as my Dad protested I could tell he had missed her cooking.

We sat around the table eating dinner and exchanging stories. Dad wanted to know all about what I had gotten into while I was gone.

“So you already finished high school?” Sean asked, I could tell he was somewhat jealous. Sean graduated a year ago at the age of 18. While I was home schooled, he was forced to go to the local public school.

“Yup, I officially graduated.” I teased, sticking my tongue out at him.

My Dad smiled at us as we bickered, “Now only one more year to go and you can find your mate.” My Dad winked at me. My nineteenth birthday wasn’t for a couple months now.

From eighteen every werewolf is able to sense their mate. That is, if they’re within sniffing distance. Though I haven’t.

“Jeez, can you imagine that. Her mate is gonna have to put up with a lot.” Sean smirked at me.

I rolled my eyes at him, “I’m definitely not going to make it easy on him.”

“So, who the h**l trained you while you were gone? Alpha’s been here for a week and I haven’t seen anyone able to keep up with him.” Sean frowned, obviously interested in my trainer.

Me and my grandma met eyes just for a second.

“It didn’t feel like I was keeping up with him.” I shrugged, wincing at my sore shoulder.

“You definitely were. Everyone else got pummeled b****y.” Sean cringed. “He made each of us fight him one on one to see what were capable of.”

“So that means he wont be my partner tomorrow?” I asked cheerfully. My dread about tomorrow was dissipating by the second.

“I guess not.” Sean shrugged, “Now tell me, whose your trainer?”

Stifling a nervous giggle, I replied “Oh just grandma’s neighbor. He’s really skilled in jujitsu and stuff.” I shrugged as if it weren’t a big deal.

I shot my grandma a sly look and she winked back at me.

“Do you have any plans for the weekend, Lola?” My Dad asked in between bites.

Tomorrow was Friday, leaving Saturday and Sunday training-free.

“Mm, not really. I don’t exactly have friends here anymore.” I shrugged. In fact, I hadn’t had any friends all year. My only company had been grandma, Chris, and the employee’s of the supermarket we would often go to.

I didn’t feel the need to surround myself with people anymore.

“You could always talk to Breyona y’know.” Sean shrugged as if it weren’t a big deal.

I sighed and bit my lip, “I don’t know about that. She’s probably still mad at me, I know I would be.”

Breyona was one of my closest friends, but when Tyler and I started dating I set her to the side. Tyler had his own group of friends that didn’t care for Breyona and like an idiot I chose them over her.

“I wouldn’t be so sure about that,” Sean shrugged “I talked to her during practice and she asked how you had been. She said she felt terrible about what happened between you and Tyler.”

“Really, she said that?” I felt myself smile in spite of everything, maybe it wouldn’t be so bad to talk to her.

“She did. It’s been a year since then, Lola. She might’ve moved on from the past.” Sean shrugged.

After dinner I hopped in the shower, practically swaying on my feet from exhaustion. As sore as I felt, I knew it would only be worse in the morning.

I flopped down in my bed and heard something crinkle beneath me. Groaning ever so dramatically, I rolled over and picked up the crumpled piece of paper I had laid on.

Welcome Home, Lola.

The hand writing felt somewhat familiar, but I couldn’t place where I had seen it before.

“What the h**l.” I mumbled, stuffing the note in one of my dresser drawers.

“Weirdo.” I shrugged it off, letting my exhaustion take over as I fell asleep on top of my covers.

I awoke in the morning bright and early, actually having remembered to set an alarm on my phone. One less thing to be called out for.

I slipped on a grey sports bra and a matching pair of shorts. I even managed to put my long hair in a neat ponytail.

I arrived at the pack house just in time. Feeling energized from breakfast and a full night of sleep, I made my way over to the rest of the trainee’s. As always the large room we trained in was b**e, only thin foam flooring protected us from the hard floor underneath.

“I see you’re not late today.” Sean smirked at me.

I smirked back, “I’m the poster child for responsibility.”

“Hey, Lola.” A feminine voice called out to me.

I turned and looked into a pair of familiar dark eyes. Breyona gave me a small smile. I noticed how different she actually looked. Her d***y blonde hair was cropped short in one of those pixie cuts.

“Hey, Breyona. Good to see you.” I smiled back at her.

She gave me a small smile and a nod, “You did good yesterday.”

I scoffed playfully, “Tell that to my sore body.”

I ran to the locker room and shoved my bag inside one of the lockers, rushing to get back before training started

“Attention everyone.” Alpha Asher’s deep voice called out. Not that I’d ever admit this, but his voice alone was incredible.

His voice demanded your attention, while his words demanded your obedience.

“Pair off with your partners. You will each take turns switching between offensive and defensive moves. Alexander and Jax will provide help.” Alpha Asher called out to all of us.

“He looks even better today.” Maya smirked.

“Hush, were supposed to be paying attention.” I grumbled at her.

I let my eyes drift from his untidy hair to his honeycomb eyes. He really did look good today. He wore a simple black t-shirt and a pair of loose work-out shorts.

Once he was finished speaking everyone paired off into their groups. I stifled a groan as I saw Alpha Asher make his way over to me.