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Asher leaned against a black Escalade with a cigarette between his fingers, and his eyes glowed red in the darkness—the telltale sign of an Alpha losing control. He stared at me like a predator watching prey that thought it had escaped. "Long time no see, baby."

She apologized bowing her head, Ash stormed out angrily. Alice lifted her head and smiled, “When the time comes you will understand what I mean” she said watching his figure leave from the window, from his face to his body he looked nothing by Scarlett, even his temper was appropriate. He didn’t get mad over randoms thing like Scarlett did and threatened others, she saw him as a befitting Alpha she sought to serve for the rest of her life. Ash scratched his hair in despair, he was so confused in what to do, he took the paper from his pocket,

, Fallon said, a friend of Elon Bahask said, “He’s here.”, Asher said, he continued, “You kids should better get going.”, he said once more, “You’ll only slow me down.”. Asher the Alpha king appeared before Miller, who held a member of the pack by his fingers, smiling as he licked his blood, Ice surrounding the trees, “You look strong, everyone I have found here, are all weak”, he continued, “at least you could entertain me for a while, even if you’ll end up dying later on Asher.”.

One afternoon, at lunch in the company cafeteria, I heard my colleagues gossiping. "Did you hear? The leader of the werewolf pack up north has made his return. His name is Ethan. I heard once he returned, he was so brutal that he dealt with all the traitors who poisoned him. He is now the strongest Alpha King." My spoon stopped halfway and my heart started to speed up. "What did you say his name is?" "Ethan," my colleague said. "He's ridiculously handsome. There are pictures online, look."

She wanted to go to the palace library and said, "Thank you for your story, Dom. Also, for the delicious snacks, Aaron. Excuse me." Era left quickly without giving Dom and Aaron a chance to say a single word. The urge made her really curious. So, she quickened her pace—almost running—and when she arrived at the palace library, she immediately grabbed the Alpha Family History Book. The book contained ancient records detailing the origins of the Alpha Family, complete with their intricate genealogy. Era quickly flipped through the pages, her eyes scanning every word carefully. She was stunned when she read the story of Teagan Donovan and Cecilia Shaw, ignoring Ursa's presence.

Everywhere remained silent, it felt as though my cries and screams weren’t heard by anyone. There was nothing left for me to do, other than think. It was clear how much Alpha wanted an educated woman but it wasn’t just education he craved; It goes far beyond as he sees women only good enough if they were fragrant flowers under his control for breeding offspring into this world with them carrying out their familial obligations correctly.. With the short period of time I had spent with Alpha Asher, I was able to take note of few things about him. Alpher Asher is an individual who stands out effortlessly from a crowd, whether it's his towering physique or the stern look on his face. However, be

“What time he wakes up. What he eats for breakfast. How he likes his tea. What temperature he prefers his bath. Every. Single. Detail." So I'd spent the next two hours reading the most boring book in existence. Apparently Asher liked his coffee black, no sugar. He woke at exactly 5:30 every morning. He preferred his study at 68 degrees and he hated wrinkled clothes. The list went on forever. The Alpha had stepped out after I’d served him his tea and he hadn’t been back home since then so I used the opportunity to read through the book. By the time I looked up, it was dark outside. My stomach was eating itself and according to the schedule, I was supposed to prepare the Alpha's bath in exactl

"See? Perfectly safe." I do not touch the food. "What do you want?" "To talk. To help you understand why this is happening. Why your father's choices led to this moment." He sets down his fork. "Alexander Reed was my friend once. Did you know that?" The name makes my chest tight. "No." "We grew up together. Trained together. Fought side by side for years." Asher's eyes go distant. "He was the best of us. Strong. Fair. Honorable. Everything an Alpha should be."

With deliberate slowness, Hugo turned from the window, his sharp eyes landing on the figure seated casually by the hearth, the Alpha responsible for their ruin. Alpha Asher. He sat with deceptive ease, one arm draped across the chair’s armrest, the other resting loosely on his thigh. His clothes carried the scent of violence: blood, earth, and the acrid sting of torn energy left behind when the forest itself had been stirred to wrath. Yet, despite the chaos he had unleashed, not a single mark marred his skin. He was untouched. Whole. Unshaken. If one looked closely enough, a dangerous gleam flickered in the depths of his eyes.