Alpha Asher By Jane Doe
Chapter 93

Read Alpha Asher [by Jane Doe] Chapter 93 — Tristan had stopped by later on in the day, and I setmy plan in motion. I was becoming impatient, each passing day increased my anxiety. The silverbands around my wrist kept me separate from Asher, though I didn't have enough information togive him at the moment. Worst case scenario, I'd use the shadows to contact him, but I needed toreplace out the location of the warehouse and when the Vampire's planned to a****k.

I nearly ambushed Tristan as he came into my room, asking-begging him to give me anyinformation he could. I could see the indecision in his eyes, and nearly screamed as he stormedfrom my room. The next few days went that way, me begging Tristan for his help, only for him tostorm out. Each time, I could see the indecision burning in his eyes. I wasn't sure I could ever trulytrust Tristan, but it was clear he wasn't sure which side he was on.

Four days later, I was nearly at my wits end. I hadn't heard from Holly or my Father, making meincreasingly worried. Tristan came into my room as he often had, a tray of food in his hands. Isnatched the glass of blood from the tray first, downing it before I took a deep, ragged breath. Theblood rushed through my veins, making my head feel floaty and my body tingle. The blood alwayssent a surge of energy through me, though I was still powerless with the silver cuffs on my wrist. Ihad to give it to my Father, even under the impression my mind was controlled, he was stillparanoid.

“Don't start this again.” Tristan grunted as I pleaded with him for the fourth time.

“Tristan, if Asher doesn't get this information, it's over.” I sighed, rubbing a hand over my face. Evenin this large suite, 1 was a prisoner. “What do you think will happen then? He'll a****k, and the packwill be overwhelmed. I can see it in your eyes Tristan, you don't want this war. So, help me. Help mestop it.”

“Let's say I help you and your Alpha wins; my people would suffer.” Tristan snapped, his ocean eyesnarrowing into little slits. “Countless Vampire's would be k****d. Don't think I haven't heard aboutAlpha Bran. He would single handedly fight for the slaughter of my kind—of our kind.”

“I don't want that any more than you do.” I shook my head. I had too much time to think thingsover. If Tristan and Giovanni were both questioning the morals of my Father's plan, then how manyothers were thinking the same? Vampires weren't inherently evil, just as werewolves weren't. They alldeserved a place in this new world, one where peace was an attainable goal. “Countless will d*eeither way, that's war.”

“Then what is it you want, Lola?” Tristan asked, he sounded confused and exhausted. “What is theoutcome you're looking for?”

“I want our species to get along, to stop trying to k**I one another.” I hissed, “I want peace. I wantVampire's and Werewolves to wake up in the morning, not fearing for their life.”

“I want the same, Lola.” Tristan murmured; his eyes thoughtful.

“Then help me.” I pleaded, forcing all the emotion I held into my words. I channeled my desperation,the overwhelming desire to see my mate again, and the need I felt towards protecting my youngersister. “Help me get this information to Asher.”

“You need to promise me something, Lola.” Tristan spoke lowly. “Promise me, you'll always have thebest interests for Vampire's in mind. You're not just a Werewolf, you need to remember that.”

“I promise.” I swallowed, unable to shake the feeling that my words were binding. “I want what'sbest for both of our species.”

Tristan approached me, his eyes darkening as they met my own. The knot that had been growing inmy stomach twisted painfully, and I resisted the urge to flinch away from him. Standing this close tohim, it felt too personal and just wrong. The looming threat of my heat was dangling over my head.I had been here for a week already, but had not yet felt the signs of my heat coming on. Mypatience and courage were running thin, I needed a way out and I needed it now.

Tristan leaned down, his lips hovering over my ear. I clenched my teeth together as his breathfanned across my cheek, silently wishing it were Asher who stood this close to me. His words werelow, and I strained to hear them clearly.

“He plans to a****k your pack tomorrow night. Your Father and his troops will be leaving out atsunset, tomorrow. The main group will a****k from the North, your Father and another team willventure in from the West and head North.” Tristan whispered, “He will leave you and Holly here. Hedoesn't need you until after your Alpha’s pack has been demolished. You're at an abandonedwarehouse in Screven, South Carolina. The warehouse is just off Morgan Street. Tell your Alpha toprepare himself, that war is coming.”

The sound of metal clattering to the ground rang out throughout the room. My head snappeddown in time to notice the silver cuffs falling from my wrists, the padlock securing them unlocked.As I lifted my head to meet Tristan’s eyes, he had already left the room, closing the door behindhim.

I rubbed at my raw wrists and clamored into the bathroom. I let out a painful hiss as I ran the tapwater over my skin. Wounds from silver could heal much slower, but all I had was a raw, painful rash.I couldn't still my frantic heartbeat as I thought of Asher, and how in just a few short hours, I wouldfinally be able to speak with him again.

I hid the silver shackles under the bed, curling under the covers as I searched for Asher with mymind. At some point I had drifted off, succ*mbing to the darkness.

Lola?" A voice drifted through my head, seductive and deep. The voice called out to my soul,yanking me from my sleep with a rough hand. “Lola, are you there?”

The thick voice of the male was growing stronger, more frantic as he called out to me. My eyessnapped open, awareness flooding into my eyes as Asher's voice called out in my mind. For amoment, I sat on the bed grinning like an idiot. This was the most comfort I've had all week, and Ihad truly underestimated how much I missed Asher’s voice.

“Lola?’ Asher hissed; his voice laced with frightened venom. This is the first connection I've beenable to make with you all week. Answer me!"

“Asher.’ I exhaled a ragged breath, fighting the pain that darted behind my eyes. Tears stained myvision, and pain ran through my chest as I listened to his voice.

“Goddess, Lola.” Asher groaned, “Don’t f**king scare me like that! I haven't heard from you all week.What happened?’

“Silver cuffs—they put silver cuffs on me.’ I choked out. I closed my eyes and took a few steadyingbreaths, calming my nerves so that I could give Asher a rundown of everything that happened.“There's so much I need to tell you, but I don't have much time.’

I didn't have a clue when Tristan would come back, or when these cuffs would need to return to mywrists. I didn’t want to tell Asher about the other side of my heritage over the mind-link. I wanted tolook into the depths of his dark eyes as I told him what I was, what kind of monster my Fatherwanted me to become.

“Breyona and Giovanni made it back.’ Asher responded, and I left out a choked sob. My Father hadbeen good on his word, the thought sent crippling relief rushing through me.

“Listen closely.’ I hissed, unable to bask in the joy of my mate's voice, the feeling of him through ourmate-bond. “My Father plans on attacking tomorrow night. Half of his men will come from theNorth, the other will come from the West and try to ambush you. You need to start evacuatingpeople, Asher. Now.”

“Consider it done.” Asher replied, and I could feel his dread through the mate-bond. He wanted thiswar as much as I did-not at all. This war was a necessity. This pack-our entire species was beingthreatened. There was only one way to eradicate a threat like this. To cut the head off the source-myFather. “Where are you, Lola? You can't stay there any longer. I need you here, baby. I need you tocome home.

“I miss you so much.’ I whispered, feeling a featherlight caress through the mate-bond. “I'm at anabandoned Macy's Warehouse in Screven, South Carolina. Just off Morgan street.”

“I'll come for you, Lola.” Asher murmured, “When I replace you, you're never leaving my sight. You knowthat, right?’

“After all of this, you won't be able to shake me." I chuckled, but quickly turned serious. “Asher, Idon't have time to explain the details, but I have someone else here we need to rescue. My half-sister, I can't leave her behind. You know you can’t come here, right? You need to stay with the pack,lead them-be their Alpha.’

“Lola, you're not keeping me away from you. Not again.’ Asher snarled, but I could hear thehesitation in his words.

He knew I was right, but neither of us wanted to admit it. I wanted him here, more than anything—but the pack came first. They needed their leader, they needed Asher to instill courage, hope andmotivation within them. Asher was the glue that held this pack together, and right now, theyneeded him more than I did.

“Asher, we'll see each other again. I promise.’ I murmured softly, “Our pack needs you. What kind ofLuna would I be if I put my needs before the pack?’

The link between us went silent for a few moments, then Asher finally replied.

“Alright. Asher sighed; his voice heavy. “I'll send a group to come and get you both. It's going totake a couple hours; I can't let my men walk in there blind. I'll pull up the blueprints and scout outevery exit, and guard locations. By tonight, you'll be in my arms.’

“My sister-Holly, she said that once our Father leaves with his men, that the warehouse will havelittle guards. Their leaving at sunset tomorrow. That's our best window, and will cause the leastamount of damage. They have me locked in a room, I'm on the Eastern side of the warehouse, onthe second floor."

“If you can, try and get your sister in the same room when the time comes.’ Asher replied, “It'll beeasier to get the two of you out without having to scour the warehouse.”

Ill do what I can. I love you Asher, so much.’ I exhaled, sending the rush of emotion through themate-bond. As my hearing increased, and I heard the heavy steps of someone walking down thehall, I called out to Asher. 'l have to go, someone's coming.’

Just as I dove under the bed and emerged with the silver cuffs, my bedroom door opened andTristan stepped inside. His eyes were still haunted, torn between what he believed and what his Kingexpected of him. Tristan was still insufferable, but I had learned more about him than I ever thoughtpossible. I didn't fool myself into thinking I earned Tristan’s loyalty, but he had helped me where noone else would.

“If had been anyone else, you'd be monumentally screwed right now.” Tristan glared at me, hiseyes flickering down to the cuffs in my hands.

“Well, I guess I got lucky.” I huffed, “Do I need to put these back on?”

“You do.” Tristan nodded stiffly, “Your Father requests your presence for dinner.”

“Dinner?” I grimaced, “I thought Vampire's didn't eat human food.”

“They don't.” Tristan spoke darkly, “He wants to make sure you're still under my control before heleaves. I'm not sure how, but he’s going to test you, Lola. Whatever you do, don't break.”