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I was willing to give Alpha Asher all of me—but I wanted the same in return. “I’ll try—” I stammered, swallowing my pride. “I’ll try to be good, but you know what I want.” “It seems being good is an impossibility for you.” Alpha Asher replied, his eyes returning to their usual honey shade. I couldn’t tell if that was a term of endearment for Alpha Asher, or if he was just stating the truth. “It’s not.” I shook my head. Alpha Asher had me turning into a bitch in heat, dying for his touch. “I can be good.”

That was cold, he could've at least let me thank him for helping me that time. "What a dick." Daichi said, fixing up his tie. "They think just because they're alphas, they can strut around like their hot stuff, piss off." He yelled but they were probably too far to hear. Daichi is a beta and he's hated alphas for as long as I can remember but he's friends with some people who are alphas. He might hate alphas but in his words, "Only the Alphas who are too proud to distinguish right from wrong." Akito on the other hand is an alpha that he trusts, we all met in elemtary school but Daichi and I were friends first.

It was Alpha, and boy, did it smell really amazing, like home. Allen shook her head as she tried to concentrate on Ohm's scent, which was barely there, and before she could get it, she was tackled on the ground and was now laying on her back with another wolf pinning her down. The wolf was huge, and it smelled like the same alpha she had been smelling before. The wolf's fur was black with a reddish tint, and his eyes were gold. He was gorgeous, and Allen had never seen a wolf like that before. When Allen looked up, she saw the Alpha growling at Allen and showing his canine teeth. Allen whimpered and closed her eyes. She knew this was a bad idea. She should not have run after Ohm, but of cour

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.

"That's what I'm trying to do, but I'm afraid I won't be able to achieve that without your help. Alpha Asher is-” “Alpha Asher?” “Yes, he threatened to start a war, and I want us to be prepared; you know how powerful he is, and if there's anyone who can defeat him, then it's you, the Blood Moons.” I convinced him; I prayed he fell for it because, with Alpha Blake's help and Thiago, Asher would be as good as dead. “You know no one has ever defeated the River Ash, right? Those people can't die.” “I know, but you're as powerful; your connection with humans is stronger than his.”

Or maybe being Alpha isn't that hard? “Leave us,” he commands the moment she returns with a rack of clothes. His eyes stay glued to his phone, fingers flying across the screen as he types frantically to someone. “I’m happy to assist,” she presses, leaning forward just enough to make her point. I arch a brow as she pushes her cleavage together. What is with the woman in this pack? Pathetic. Asher’s gaze flicks to me the second I roll my eyes. I feel his gaze jolt through me like a bolt of lightning.

I could see Asher is an Alpha of unique taste. Judging from his outfit, his demeanor and now his mansion, I could just tell.

“I demand some respect from you!” “Don't raise your voice when you speak to me,” he warned. “So what? What will you do?” She challenged. Asher was unfazed by Freya’s challenge. He had expected this much from a spy planted by Silas Darkthorn “I am your Alpha,” he said, his right lip curling up. “Then act like it! Keep yourself in check. Get a fucking grip and don't shed tears for another woman while I'm your woman.” “I never made you my woman,” he gritted.

Ollie showed me the clipboard that he was holding and showed me his name, Asher. ‘He is an Alpha but not like you,’ Ollie said through the mind link. ‘What do you mean not like me?’ I asked irritably as I replied to his mind link, ‘An Alpha is an Alpha, and that’s it.’ ‘He is not a purebred,’ Ollie replies. “And why do you want to defeat Alpha Drake?” I asked as I stood in front of him looking in his eyes to see if there was any threat. Asher’s face broke into a smile, making him look like a kid, which is basically what he is right now.

He asks her. Fire Moon holds up the poster she had brought back from town, “I went out to investigate our Little Alpha.” “He isn't our Little Al.. ." Typhon starts. “Forgive me,” Fire Moon says with a wicked smile, “Your Little Alpha.” I immediately take offense. “I'm not .…” “This is an exceedingly asinine conversation,” Typhon cuts in. “My thoughts exactly,” I mutter. Then I point to the notice about me and say "Look what Fire Moon brought back.”