Alpha Asher and Lola novel Chapter 84

Read Alpha Asher [by Jane Doe] Chapter 84 – As Alpha Asher bounded through the forest, he sent out an alert to everyone in the pack. I could feel the panic ripple and spread, but Asher managed to contain the wildfire before it consumed us all.

‘Attention everyone–those of you on the Northern side of the pack, seek shelter. Remain indoors until further notice. The rest of you, head South and find a safe place to lay low.”

I had no intention of letting Asher handle the invasion alone, as I’m sure he had suspected. Now that I had finally discovered my intended mate, the last thing I wanted was to let him out of my sight. First, I needed to make sure my family was safe. I didn’t run when I found out the truth about my heritage, nor did I run when I found out Sean was taken, and I refused to run now.

Staying in human form, I bounded through the woods and headed back to the party. The twinkling lights that had once been romantic, were now beacons leading me back to my family. The smell of grilled food still lingered in the air, though the laughter and dancing had ceased. The music had gone silent, as had the carefree atmosphere. Tension rippled along the crowd as many held their children close, piling into cars and driving down the road. Most chose to leave, heading to their homes where they believed themselves to be safe. Children continued running around, oblivious to the heavy sense of foreboding. The adults knew the truth. If Asher, Zeke, and Bran’s men failed to stop the a****k, none of us would be safe.

My Dad had abandoned his station at the grill, helping some of the elderly into the packhouse. I gave Dad a hand as we lifted an old womans wheelchair onto the porch. Dad placed the woman into her chair and wheeled her inside with a grim nod. Grandma was helping some of the parents track down their excited children, those too young to understand what was happening. Sean and Mason were nowhere to be found, most likely heading towards the Northern perimeter. I wanted to scold Sean for placing himself in danger, but how could I blame him when I intended to do the same thing?

Once everyone had cleared out, I headed inside with my Grandma. There were only a handful of people who chose to remain in the packhouse, all of them chattering quietly about the oncoming threat. Grandma flitted around the room like a hurricane, offering food and water to anyone in need of it. Dad perched himself in one of the recliners, looking more troubled than usual.

“Sean and Mason head over to the Northern perimeter?” I asked, catching the sour look on my Dad’s face.

“Sure did.” He huffed, “Can’t stay out of trouble any better than you can.”

“I guess it runs in the family.” I snickered halfheartedly.

“You make sure your brother’s safe while you’re there.” Dad grunted, his eyes narrowing as he looked at the b****y mark on my neck. “I suppose Alpha Asher finally got around to markin’ you, huh? Can’t say I’m disappointed, always knew you were destined for great things. You’ll be the most stubborn Luna in history.”

“I’ll be stubborn, but I’ll get things done.” I chuckled; my face heated under his knowing gaze. “How’d you know Asher was my mate?”

“Blame your Grandma.” Dad grumbled, “She’s suspected ever since you started training.”

“Of course, she did.” I scoffed, meeting my Grandma’s amused gaze. “I have to take care of something before I leave, but I’ll make sure Sean’s safe.”

I ran up the stairs, heading to the bedroom Asher and I shared. This had been a last resort, but I needed information. The scarlet mark on my shoulder tingled under the layers of concealer, reminding me that it hadn’t faded away under Asher’s touch. As the bedroom door closed behind me, I reached out with my mind. Calling the shadows had become easy, as though they were hidden in the dark, waiting for my call. I walked over to Asher’s bedside table, grabbing the crude dagger I knew he had stashed there. The air around me turned cold, followed by the teeth chattering chill that sank into my bones. From the deepest corners of the room, the shadows squirmed, answering my call.

I pressed the jagged blade against the palm of my hand, exerting the slightest amount of pressure. The stinging pain was numbed from the cold, and I watched as my blood pooled in my hand. I couldn’t help but notice Tristan’s mark was the same shade, the color of fresh blood.

‘I need information.’ I told the shadows, watching them writhe at the sound of my voice. The slivers of smoke and shadow glided towards me, wrapping around my legs like an affectionate dog.

‘Ask, Princess. Let us drink.’ They whispered, their voices like icy silk against my cheek.

‘Why hasn’t Tristan’s mark faded from my skin?’ I kept my voice low in fear of being overheard. ‘I was just marked by my mate, but the Vampire’s mark is still on my skin.’

‘Half-Vampire, Half-Werewolf.’ They whispered; their silky voices sent a chill down my spine. ‘A mate for each side. One by fate, one by choice.’

‘I didn’t choose Tristan.’ I hissed, watching as the shadows coiled around my legs.

‘A part of you is drawn to the Vampire.’ They purred, ‘The part of you that longs for blood.’

‘I want his mark gone from my skin.’ I grimaced, ‘What is your price?’

‘A bond for a bond.’ They replied, ‘Our price is the bond you hold with Alpha Asher Desmond.’