Alpha Asher By Jane Doe Novels & Stories

She was busy comforting and gently rubbing the trembling body of hee mother. Alpha Hunter or Adonis lay on the ground. He couldn't move and his appearance was unsightly just like his wife. If I compare them to two months back then I could say that they were better off dead than holding onto to the thin thread that was ready to snap at any moment. I didn't keep on standing on the same spot for long. Instead I rushed to Charlotte and enveloped her in a tight hug.

She leans close to Jack's ear, and whatever she says to Jack causes a huge smile to cover his face. "This is my mate Ashley," He tells her and I'm fucking swooning from just hearing those words. She looks at me with a shy smile before she gives me a little wave "Hi Gamma Ashley." "Hi Jane, it's very nice to meet you, little lady." Her returning smile is so dammed cute that I want to squeeze her cheeks. When the fuck did I turn into an old lady who wants to squeeze children's cheeks? "So how about you get back to your colouring while we talk to Alpha and then we can come and see it before we leave yes?" Jane nods yes to Jack's question just before she jumps down from his arms and we turn our

I shook my head and cried as I said, “I’m so sorry.” He eyed the warriors who had formed a barrier between us and I could tell that he was assessing if he could get through. At the same time, Jensen, the Beta and the Alpha all came through the gap, and Jensen passed Chase a pair of shorts. They all watched and assessed the situation and the Alpha placed his hand on Chase, who was still sizing up the barrier. “Asher,” the Alpha called, “you’ve gone too far this time, this is an act of war.” and Asher laughed in response.

The white magic was still eating away at his flesh. "She is strong," Thorne rasped. A figure stepped out of the shadows. It was Beta Marcus. "Is it done?" Marcus asked nervously. " is the Alpha dead?" Thorne lashed out. He backhanded Marcus across the face. Marcus flew into a tree and crumpled. "You did not tell me she was a Royal," Thorne roared. "I didn't know!" Marcus whimpered. "Nobody knew!" Thorne looked back toward the cottage. "The Alpha lives," Thorne said. "She healed him. I saw the flash of the bond. They are connected now."

Alex watched his beautiful omega fall into a deep slumber. He kissed his lover's temple and pulled the covers up over Ash's shoulders. He then traced a finger down Ash's cheek and along his jaw bone. He closed his eyes. He hated seeing Ash like that. He never wanted anything bad to happen to Ash, and he felt like he had failed him. Was he a bad alpha? He didn't really know. However, he couldn't think about that at the moment. He knew that Ash was now safe, and now he had to go have a little chat with Boss.

The principal asked again. "I'm fine" She rolled her eyes. After completing the formalities, the principal called Miss Jane to his office. After a while, there was a knock on the door and a young looking lady in a knee length black skirt and a white shirt strolled in. "Miss Jane, take Ashley to her dormitory and see to it that she's comfortable" The principal Instructed. Ashley, alongside with Miss Jane and her father, went to get her things from the car. Miss Jane led them through a narrow hallway, then finally to a big building which had "FEMALE DORMITORY" designed at the top. They moved into the building, taking the stairs.

I yanked the necklace off her and got closer to her, whispering, "He's not dead, you say? In my eyes, a cheating Alpha is as good as dead." Desiree froze in place, unable to move. I took back the mic; I was about to continue speaking when a figure in a tattered outfit suddenly appeared before my eyes. "I'm alive, Bethany," Sampson choked. "I'm home."

As Asher talked, his hands moving animatedly, Nate’s gaze drifted across the island. His eyes landed on Way. The quiet pack member wasn't just listening; he was watching. He was staring at Asher with an expression of such open, unguarded adoration it was like watching someone look at the sun. It wasn't in a normal friend way; he was literally gazing at him like Asher hung the moon, a soft, hopelessly smitten look on his face. And the idiot Asher, completely oblivious, didn't even notice.

Others just called me “Debt Girl.” I was grabbing a tray from one of the side tables when he walked in. Asher. The future Alpha. The pack’s golden heir. Six-foot-five, charming smile, and sharp tongue. The kind of guy who kissed one girl in a rooftop jacuzzi and slapped me across the face when I tripped and spilled coffee on his designer shoes. My wolf should’ve hated him, because he’s wicked and mean as hell. But she didn’t, I don’t know why. Maybe because he’s handsome in a way that makes you look twice even when you hate yourself for it.

I hate the Alpha. He hates me. So why does he want everyone to believe I’m his? Marlowe Mercer has never belonged at Havenmoon Academy. A rogue-born scholarship student surrounded by powerful wolves, he’s learned to keep his head down and stay out of trouble. Then he beats the academy’s golden boy. Asher Berger is the future Alpha King, varsity hockey captain, and the last person Marlowe ever wants to be stuck with. He’s arrogant, Possessive, Infuriating… And unfortunately, he needs Marlowe. With his position, reputation, and future on the line, Asher proposes a simple deal: Pretend to be his boyfriend. It should be nothing more than an arrangement. A little flirting for the camer