All Chapters of Alpha Asher: Chapter 71 - Chapter 80

Olivia almost screamed when she heard Asher, and she turned to face him."I didn’t mean to scare you."Asher stepped closer to Olivia, his eyes never leaving hers. He reached out and gently brushed a strand of hair away from her face. Olivia’s breath hitched as she felt his fingersgraze her skin."I wasn’t expecting you." Olivia blurted out.Asher smiled softly."I will leave if you wish."Olivia hesitated, unsure of what she wanted. She took a deep breath before finally speaking, "No, stay."His smile grew bigger."I want to wash you," Asher said, his voice low and husky.Olivia’s mind went blank for a moment. She hesitated for a moment, but then she nodded. She couldn’t deny that the thought of Asher washing her body was turning her on. He had taken off his shirt and was only dressed in a pair of shorts while she was naked !"It’s not a good idea." She stuttered. But Asher just smiled and took her hand; the water ran down in rivulets over his toned chest."Trust me," he whispered,

Olivia cried out, her hands gripping Asher’s shoulders as he continued to tease her nipples. She could feel herself getting closer and closer to the edge, her body trembling with need. She wanted him inside her, needed him to fill her up.Asher seemed to sense her need, his hands moving to the waistband of her pants. He undid the button and slid them down her legs, leaving her standing in just her panties. He knelt before her, his eyes locked on the damp patch of fabric between her legs.His fingers hooking into the waistband of her panties and pulling them down. Olivia stepped out of them, her body trembling with need. Asher stood up, his eyes never leaving her body."I’ve wanted to do this since morning," he growled, as his lips crashed down onto hers, his tongue demanding entrance as he deepened the kiss.Olivia moaned softly, her body melting against his as she wrapped her arms around his neck. She could feel the hard length of his cock pressing against her hip, and she ground her

Hes sheepishly emerged from behind a tree. His tall frame looked almost comically out of place, trying—and failing—to blend into the scenery. He scratched the back of his head, giving her an awkward grin."Uh... hey, Helen," he said, his tone sounding far too casual for someone who had clearly been caught sneaking around.Helen folded her arms, raising an eyebrow at him. "Were you... following me?"Carlisle shrugged, still grinning like a kid caught with his hand in the cookie jar. "Following is such a strong word. I was keeping an eye on you. You know, just in case.""In case of what?" she shot back, her lips twitching as she fought to keep a straight face."Hey, those fruit sellers can be tricky," Carlisle replied with a mock-serious tone. "I just wanted to make sure you didn’t get swindled out of your hard-earned cash."Helen rolled her eyes but couldn’t help the giggle that escaped. "I think I can handle myself, Carlisle."He stepped closer."I know. I just wanted to make sure you

When Olivia and Asher arrived, the front door was slightly ajar, and as they stepped inside, the tension in the air was thick. Helen was sitting on the couch, her face streaked with tears, her body trembling as Carlisle sat besides her, his arm around her in quiet comfort. Veronica lay pale and fragile on the sofa, a blanket pulled up to her chin.Helen’s sobs broke through the silence. "She collapsed... out of nowhere."As Olivia moved closer to Veronica, a strange scent hit her—something thick, pungent, and unnatural. Sickness. She wondered how none of them had noticed it before.Olivia's hands trembled as Helen passed her a folder of papers—medical reports, hospital scans, blood work. She read the words, and her heart lurched, each line sinking deeper into her gut like a heavy stone.Cancer."W-what?" Olivia's voice was barely a whisper as she looked up at Veronica, the words catching in her throat. "How long...?"Veronica shifted slightly, her pale lips curving into a weak smile.

Olivia wiped the sweat from her brow, feeling the strain in every muscle of her body as she staggered to her feet once more. Her breath came in ragged gasps, her chest heaving as she tried to steady herself. Across from her stood the female warrior, Maureen. Her posture was solid, her movements precise. Olivia had already lost count of how many times she’d been knocked down during the training session.She’d been warned that learning the ways of the pack was a challenge, but she hadn’t anticipated just how overwhelming it would all be. There was so much to learn—pack politics, traditions, rules, and now this: physical training. As Luna, she needed to be able to fight, to defend herself and others. Running and hunting were second nature to her wolf, but fighting was an entirely different beast.Maureen narrowed her eyes at Olivia. "Focus," she barked, her voice sharp. "You’re leaving yourself open."Olivia gritted her teeth and took a defensive stance, mimicking what she’d seen the oth