Alpha Asher by Jane

Alpha Asher By Jane Doe chapter 14

The moment I picked the crisp index card up from my bed, I knew I wouldn’t get a full night sleep.

Tyler had specifically said his friend was leaving the notes. The only friend I could think of was one of the other

Alpha’s, and all were too afraid of Alpha Asher to dare cross onto his territory.

Somehow, someone was getting onto Alpha Asher’s territory and leaving these notes. The fact that they could

cloak their scent meant they weren’t someone to be messing with.

As I thought, sleep refused to end my misery for half the night. I settled for locking my windows tight and drawing

the curtains. The slightest crack in the curtains began to creep me out, so I tied them shut tightly.

I must’ve managed to sleep a whopping four hours last night, as my head was pounding and foggy when I woke

that morning. My alarm got me up an hour before training began, and I used the time wisely.

I ran to the bathroom and washed the sleep from my face, feeling refreshed as the cool water splashed against my

skin. I kept it simple, throwing on a tank top and workout shorts.

I walked downstairs just in time to interrupt what seemed like an interesting conversation between Dad and

Grandma. Once again they looked like two kids who didn’t want to be caught. That only peaked my curiosity.

“Don’t let me interrupt, continue your conversation.” I raised my eyebrow at the two of them, taking a deep gulp of

coffee.

“Nonsense, it wasn’t important to begin with.” Grandma chided me, setting a plate of eggs and sausage down on

the table.

Grandma was skilled at many things, lying was one of those many things. Living with her for a year however, gave

me too much time to analyze Grandma.

When Grandma lied, she often tried to change the subject with food or sweets. And if that didn’t work, she’d bring

up some other random topic.

“Important enough for you both to go quiet when I came down.” I raised my eyebrow and looked at the two of

them.

Dad was a horrible liar, one thing he didn’t get from Grandma. Dad sat across the table uncomfortably, nursing his

coffee as though it demanded all attention.

“It was nothing important, Lola.” Grandma pursed her lips, “How’s training going with Alpha Asher?”

Knowledge flashed in her green eyes and I ground my teeth together.

“Did Grandma really just insinuate what I thought she did?” Maya gaped, looking at the old woman in equal wonder

and horror.

I nodded, “She sure did. Thus proving, they don’t want me to know what they were talking about.”

“Smooth, Lola.” Maya nodded.

“Training’s going great.” I nodded, stuffing some food in my mouth.

“Really?” Grandma’s lips twitched in a little smirk, her eyes shimmering. “Why’d you go to the pack house

yesterday afternoon?”

Some of my eggs caught in my throat and I covered a cough with a healthy gulp of coffee. Grandma’s question got

the attention of Dad, who sat his coffee down with a questioning look my way.

Grandma was smart, much too smart. She successfully redirected the entire conversation over to me, and now I

needed to cover my own ass.

“Did the Alpha need help with something?” Grandma hid her smirk behind a cup of coffee, but I could see her eyes

shimmering with amusement.

“You were at the pack house yesterday?” Dad grunted, “You didn’t piss off the Alpha again, did you?”

“No, not at all.” I forced my voice to remain calm, not at all defensive. “Just wanted to ask if they found anything

out about Katie’s death.”

A sharp image of me bent over Alpha Asher’s lap came to mind, my bare bottom raised in the air as his hand met

my skin.

I hastily pushed that thought from my head before the rosy blush could creep up my cheeks.

“It was most likely just a rogue attack, Lola.” Dad frowned, “We had quite a bit of those back in my day.”

“You’re probably right.” I shrugged, happy for the subject change, “I just had to ask.”

Mason and Breyona met me at the front door and together we walked over to the pack house.

“You sore from yesterday?” Breyona chuckled, referring to when I trained with Alpha Asher.

This time a blush did creep up my face. I hadn’t even thought about the rest of the soreness on my body. The only

soreness at the front of my mind, was my aching bottom.

“Oh, yeah.” I nodded, “I need to find an upper hand against him. Especially if I’m gonna be stuck partnering with

him.”

“Seems like Alpha Asher has it out for you.” Mason chuckled.

“It’s a love hate relationship.” Breyona snickered and I shot her a look. “Lola doesn’t like obeying, and that pisses

the Alpha off.”

Mason looked taken aback for a moment, “And he hasn’t killed you yet?”

“Maybe he needs the numbers.” I shrugged, “I’m also not really a threat.”

“Maybe not to Alpha Asher.” Mason shook his head, as if a bad memory crossed his mind. “I was sore for days after

we trained together.”

“I can’t help it.” I smirked at Mason, “You’re just too slow.”

“You wait, once training is done I’ll be the first one to kick that little ass.” Mason raised his eyebrow at me, his hand

extended.

“Deal.” I smirked, and shook his hand.

“You better be careful messing with the Alpha though.” Mason shook his head, something troubling lingered behind

his eyes. “Playing with fire, Lola.”

“Duly noted.” I smirked, walking into the pack house behind them.

I remembered what i told Alpha Asher last night and nearly sighed. I promised to be good for a change. Well.. I

promised to be a ‘good girl’. If I was being honest, the only reason I planned to play nice was to get something in

return.

“Only good girls get f**ked.”

His husky words played through my mind on a constant loop. Fine, Alpha Asher. I would be a good girl.

Mason headed to the guys locker room, while Breyona and I headed to the girls.

I stuffed my bag in the locker and headed out to the mats. Mason was already there and waiting. He definitely

looked good. His tank top highlighted his biceps and muscular chest. Mason was just too big to gain anymore speed,

much to large to maneuver as quickly.

The chattering died down as Alpha Asher stepped into the room. Two of his warriors followed behind. I couldn’t still

the swarm of butterflies that formed in my stomach, nor the prospect of being partnered with Asher.

His honey colored eyes roamed the room, never once glancing my way. His hair sat messily on his head, while his

black t-shirt rippled and dipped as it pressed against his muscles.

“Continue with offense and defense.” Alpha Asher’s voice was rough and commanding, “My men will be going

around the room to help with your techniques.”

“Lola.” His deep voice pulled me from my explicit thoughts.

Mason gave me a sympathetic look, while Breyona smirked. I walked over to Alpha Asher, my heart thumping in my

chest.

My heart nearly stopped entirely when Chelsea twitched up to Alpha Asher. She was wearing a sports bra that

must’ve been four sizes too small. Her brests were nearly popping out of the low cut tank top she wore. Her shorts

were hiked up so high the bottoms of her btt cheeks poked out.

“Lola, pair off with Kanyon.” Alpha Asher nodded to a tall guy with skin the color of fresh espresso. Asher’s eyes

were hard and met my own for only a fraction of a second.

Chelsea’s smug eyes met my own, a cruel smirk forming on her face as she nodded over to Kanyon. I ground my

teeth together and stalked off towards Kanyon, unsure what game Alpha Asher was playing at.

“Did you see what she was wearing?” Maya fake gagged in my mind, “Might as well just wear a bra and panties.”

“Someone’s desperately trying to become Luna.” I rolled my eyes.

Whatever weird thing Alpha Asher and I had going on, had nothing to do with me trying to be Luna. If anything,

dating Tyler taught me something important. Being Luna wasn’t for me. I didn’t want to be the center of attention,

having an entire pack riding on my shoulders.

“Lola, right?” Kanyon grinned, showing gleaming teeth.

“That’s me.” I nodded, forcing a smile to my own face.

I remembered Kanyon from well over a year ago. We had never been friends, but we hadn’t been enemies either.

Simply two people who had very different friend groups. Kanyon had completely changed over the years. Braces

came off and muscles replaced the acne.

I couldn’t stop myself when my eyes flickered over to where Asher was standing. My blood turned hot in my veins,

chafing uncomfortably.

Alpha Asher was fighting Chelsea.

I could hear her obnoxious giggles as she tried to throw a punch at Alpha Asher, only to have him block it and yank

her forward. He was being unnecessarily gentle with her, only fueling my anger.

“Why is she even here?” Maya growled irritably, “She can’t even defend herself.”

The butterflies I had been feeling turned into pissed off wasps as the familiar feeling of jealousy coursed through

my veins.

“f**k this”, I mumbled under my breath and peeled my eyes away from Chelsea and Alpha Asher.

As bad as this may sound, I took my anger out on Kanyon. While Kanyon wasn’t the biggest Lycan around, he was

slim enough to be considered fast whilst having enough muscle to land a decent punch. His speed made me work

harder to out match him, and the red-hot jealousy I was feeling fueled me even further.

I kept my eyes glued on Kanyon as we trained, refusing to even glance Asher’s way. Chelsea’s giggles and squeals

were annoyingly loud, only fueling my anger.

“We’re much stronger when we’re pissed.” Maya growled as we dodged another of Kanyon’s attacks.

My muscles burned, but the burning fueled me further. I welcomed the ache, the sweat, and the breathlessness.

Chris’s voice flashed through my head, guiding me as Kanyon continued to advance.

Kanyon lunged forward, switching to the side a second before his body came into contact with my own. I wasn’t

sure how, but I anticipated the move. I knelt down just a second before his body was supposed to hit my own, and

sent my elbow flying into his abdomen.

The move had it’s desired effect. My elbow smashed into Kanyon’s abs, and he let out a sharp grunt before he

tumbled over onto the floor. I stood from my spot and held my hand out for him.

“Damn, Lola.” Kanyon huffed, rubbing a hand against his battered torso. “You hit pretty hard.”

I couldn’t help the snort that came through my lips, “You think so?”

“For sure.” Kanyon nodded with a bright smile, “See you tomorrow, Lola.”

I waved Kanyon off and grimaced at my eyes made their way to Chelsea. She was talking very animatedly to Alpha

Asher, a hand on her hip as she turned and waved him off. Alpha Asher’s face was unreadable, but for just a

moment his eyes met my own. His honey colored gaze was emotionless as he looked into my eyes. I had irritation

and anger written all over my face. My teeth clicked together in annoyance as the corners of his lips turned up in a

smirk.

“f**king asshole.” I mumbled to Maya.

“He’s trying to make us jealous.” Maya huffed.

“Chelsea can have him.” I snapped, “I’m not fighting over a damn Alpha.”

I changed quickly and stormed from the pack house. Sure, I was probably over reacting but I didn’t care. Jealousy

was hot in my veins, as was the image of Asher sparring with Chelsea. In the past, I had fought so hard for Tyler’s

attention and I promised myself that would never happen again. I wasn’t going to fight to keep Asher’s attention.

I was leaning against the brick wall of the training building when Chelsea’s obnoxious laugh came closer.

“Guess you’re not the Alpha’s favorite anymore.” Chelsea sneered as she caught me standing against the building.

For once she didn’t have her little lackeys behind her.

I shrugged, “Never wanted to be the favorite to begin with.”

“Now we all know that’s a bold lie.” Chelsea chuckled humorlessly, “You try so hard, Lola. But you’ll always be

useless. Thrown to the side the minute someone better comes along. Tyler saw you for what you are, and now

Asher does too.”

The way she said his name rang out clearly in my head, ‘Asher’. Within seconds I was seeing red.

“f**k being a good girl.” I snarled, smiling as my fist connected with Chelsea’s face.