Alpha Asher Full Book Novels & Stories

Jericho The last three months passed in a blissful haze of peace and quiet, although it made a massive dent in my finances. It doesn’t matter. If there’s one thing I’ve learned over the years, it’s that you can always find ways to make more money, but finding peace - that is much harder to come by than money When we came home from Lupus Dominus, I found the Alphas waiting for us, ready to go to war. They weren’t disappointed when they learned that it wasn’t going to happen, but they were pissed beyond words about their wasted time and money.

I knew he wouldn’t be happy that Nick and I brought a stranger into the village, but I felt it was important for him to also know Kian’s story. I opened the large double doors and walked into the main hall. The big fires weren’t lit, but the torches used for light were. I turned left and followed a small hallway to the room the alpha met with his people to discuss important issues. It was smaller than the ceremonial hall and the flames blazed warm and bright in the main fireplace beside his chair.

Asher immediately took the driver's seat while the Alpha took a shotgun. "Can I say something Alpha?" Asher asked when the engine roared to life and the car started making its way slowly towards the property gate. "You're going to say it even if I say no so go on, let it out," Draven replied decontractedly. Asher took a breath before he spoke. "I think you're taking things far with this Jessica, Alpha." Asher glanced quickly at the Alpha. The Alpha's expression remained the same. And Asher found the courage to go on.

Settling into a chair, she opened it gently, the pages brittle with age. The first entries were what she had expected: the names of Asher’s ancestors, stretching back centuries. Each Alpha was listed alongside their accomplishments, alliances, and the packs they had ruled. The family line was long, powerful, and pure. As she turned the pages, her eyes traced each name until she reached Asher’s. His name was inscribed next to his father, Alpha Richard, and his mother, Camilla. The entry was brief, but it was clear that Asher was destined for greatness, his bloodline carrying the weight of history.

And once you reach for it, you will identified as one of their leader. Every born child of Alpha's will have their own book. And this book will lead them to a quest. A quest will help them to level up. These Alpha's were created by Mother Tree, she was the most powerful of the underworlds. She can give more life to every creature in their land. But creating the Alpha's would be her greatest mistake because instead of protecting their land they were the one destroying it by killing each other just to be a leader. The four Alpha's can be recognized which group of clan they're belong by the color of their eyes.

My heart beat faster as the time was nearer to the time I would visit Lisa. Alpha Fred sipped his coffee. He asked a footman to pick the pudding away as he disliked sweet desserts. Then he asked, “Nathanael, Cameron told me you would be the Alpha. So, does it mean Cameron won’t be the Alpha of the Wild Wolves Pack?” I shook my head. “Cameron will be the Alpha of our pack, sir. Nothing will change.” Alpha Fred frowned and sipped his coffee again. “So what did Cameron mean by you would be an Alpha?”

Half-myth, half-warning, from Kerran’s translations. The Alpha who had refused to let an old High Council sacrifice pups to seal a crack. The one who had walked away from the first Moon Temple with his pack rather than bend to rituals he believed had been twisted. The one who had been branded a traitor by those who came after. “A First Alpha,” she murmured. Ashar’s lips twitched. “One of them,” he said. “Not the only. Not the last. But… stubborn. Enough that when the others chose to pour themselves fully into the Stone, I…” He lifted one shoulder in a half-shrug. “Opted for… contingency.”

I muttered in fright. "Yes! But this particular book wasn't my effort. It was my father's effort. As I rule, I will be able to update it and have it on the shelf for the younger generation to come. Feel free to look at it," he replied, and I quickly turned it open. His father was from my father's generation. I had wondered what it was like to be young and a Raven from forty years ago. I opened the pages and there they were, the names of every life that was lost with the name of the Raven that killed the person. "Wow! Asher is just like his father. Heartless and ruthless. The life his father took unprovoked is uncountable." I spat as I kept looking and scrolling through the pages. Alpha Asher

As I talked to him, I couldn't believe he was the same Alpha Asher who treated me coldly the first time. Asher narrated tales of his childhood, his triumphs, and his struggles, painting vivid pictures with his words. And I, too, opened up about my past, my dreams, and the fears that had haunted me for so long, excluding the issue with Nick and my father. I wasn't ready to go into that yet. As the night grew darker, fatigue started to tug at my eyelids, and I couldn't deny the exhaustion that accompanied the emotional rollercoaster of the day. Alpha Asher noticed my weariness and stood up, offering his hand to me.

I spent years finding ways to break the curse but it just led me to nothing. “Do you really think you can kill an Alpha?” I gritted my teeth. “I’ve had a couple of missions that involved life and death situations and killing an Alpha would not be that hard. Trust me.” “He’s the Alpha of the biggest and most powerful pack, Sette. What do you have against him?” “How about my sixteen years of blood, sweat, and tears?” I asked her sarcastically.