Alpha Asher And Lola Full Story 소설 & 이야기

"Is that really all she is to you?" Val's hands gripped the railing in front of him, knuckles white with tension. His eyes never left Alisha as she moved through her cooldown stretches, oblivious to the weight of his stare. The silence stretched. One second. Two. Five. He didn't answer. And in that silence, I had my answer. Val Phils Alpha of the strongest pack in the territory, keeper of ancient bloodlines, guardian of prophecies, had fallen completely, irrevocably in love with a woman who would leave him the moment her children were safe.

On the eve of our mating ceremony，Asher, my Alpha, proposed to have one last night of freedom. Asher had too much to drink. His hands wouldn’t stay still, roaming all over Selena. He looked like he wanted to ditch the bonfire right then and there, just to be alone with her. And this, the night before our bonding ceremony—the night before I, Ella, was supposed to become his Luna. The bonfire crackled. Silver Pine alphas, Moon Shadow betas, and my Moon Shadow attendants all mingled together.

“What happened to Lola during my trip? Something feels off about her and she's been having nightmares lately,” He held his breath which informed me that something happened. It'd better not be his fault. “Talk to me, Reid,” My tone was harsh, leaving no room for refusal. “Okay. Okay,” he said in resignation. “Lola returned to her mother because she was bored and wanted them to work on their relationship, but that was the biggest mistake she'd ever made,” “What happened?” Impatient clawed at my guts.

"And the Silverpine Alpha came to his sickbed with a blade behind his smile. The alliance, or war, would have begun with the weakest of my pack first, the way these things always do. The low-ranked. The unranked. A Hollis girl with no rank and no protector and a father who'd sell her for less than the wolfsbane cost." His jaw works as if the words were stones. "He told me, to my face, that if I claimed you as my Luna, you would not live to see the full moon. That you would simply vanish one night, and he would spread his hands and grieve with me, and what could an Alpha's grieving son ever prove against a sworn ally?" The cabin has gone very quiet. Outside, the wind is rising off the range,

Here it was normal for a girl to have her back sliced open on the training grounds because she healed and nobody batted an eye- they saw the warning that it was. “Are you okay?” Ash asked, scanning Lola as if to see if she was injured. “Yes, thank you,” she answered. Ash stood between Lola and the field of fighting warriors. “Don’t listen to her. Chelsea’s a nasty bitch, great in the sack but her personality sucks.” Lola’s jaw dropped and she gawked. “You’ve slept with her?” She asked, flinging her head and her eyes almost bulging out of their sockets. “It was a long time ago after a pack event,” he turned his head and smoldered at Lola, “I was drunk.” He said.

Asher stood rooted to the spot, his mind reeling from Olivia’s rejection. "You can’t reject me, Olivia," Asher finally said, his voice low but filled with determination. His eyes bore into hers, trying to convey the depth of his conviction. "We’re mates. We’re bound together. I’mI’m the Alpha prince, and you—" He paused, his voice softening, almost pleading. "You belong to me." Olivia’s heart clenched at his words, the pull of their bond strong enough to make her want to believe him. But she knew better. She had spent the last Six years coming to terms with the harsh reality. And it wasn’t the fairy tale she had once dreamed of.

She was testing the waters to see if Gasper would indulge in the conversation with her. "Okay, go on," Gasper said. He was inquisitive about what she wanted to ask from him and he was ready to help her in any way possible as far as it was up to his power. "Are you close friends with Alpha Hrolf?" Ashina asked. " Yes, I am, why are you asking? Don't tell me you have a crush on him also?" Gasper teased. He watched Ashina's face turn into disgust and somehow he felt content watching it.

He was studying the menu without looking up, Camila smelled the alpha in front of him, it was an exquisite sandalwood scent, it was curious why most of the alphas kept a peculiarly strong smell. “Bring me an American coffee and a turkey sandwich without the trimmings” he said in his thick voice, bringing the omega out of his self-absorbed mind. He still wasn't looking at her. She wrote down his orders and took him to the kitchen, in a little less than ten minutes he returned to the table, already with his order in hand. “Enjoy your meal,” Camilla said kindly. A gust of wind entered the place, making the alpha look up in search of that candy aroma that hypnotized him, meeting the beautiful om