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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.

Ash stroked his hair and said, “I know. When I was at school, their was an Alpha who love me more than anything, but the idiot Alpha is mine become so stupid when it's come to me.” “And because he desperately wanted to protect you, beacuse he want you to fulfill your dream and make your late father proud,” Alex corrected. He hadn’t even known that Ash was such a great omega fighter back then. He’d been surprisingly good in fighting, when Alex saw him kicking Type and Earth all alone and and with proud smile on his face, Alex feel like he the one and no one like Ash.

The veiny arms become more visible and I drool over them as different sinful thoughts of what his hands could do to my body. My nipples poked on the light shirt I was wearing as they grew harder, begging to be touched. Those sinful thoughts I had of Asher sent an electric wave through my body until it settled on my core… Enough Daisy! I shut my eyes, regaining my composure. Good thing he didn't notice, or maybe he pretended not to notice. “How could that be? Everyone loves color.” “I'm Asher Sebastian, the most powerful Alpha in Arizona. I'm different from everyone.” He declared his profile stair dangerously, having a mixture of pride.

They paled upon reading it. “See what you’ve done now? You just ruined one of his personal collections!” “But he didn’t know that, did he?” Asher grinned mischievously, as if he just won something. “You were the one who borrowed it, so it’s your duty to take care of it. If it was ruined, then the fault is entirely yours. The Alpha wouldn’t believe you if you said it’s us. After all, the Alpha knew my father and in extension, he knew me as well. He knows me as a sweet boy who loves studying; so he wouldn’t believe you if you said I was the one who ripped the page of his precious book.”

She cried endlessly in my arms as she let every guard down. As for the shapeshifter, it was my fault that she came to hurt my mate. I was so careless. I never tried to question her background but took it to my pants. Putting my pack in danger. How useless can I get? I don't understand what my father saw in me naming me the Alpha. Nelson could've been a better option.

Damien stood slowly and crossed to the railing, leaning against it, staring into the woods. “You can rest now,” he said without looking at her. “You don’t need to keep fighting every minute. You’re safe here. For as long as you need.” Her throat tightened. “And what if Margaret disagrees?” He finally turned, and the moonlight made his eyes look almost gold. “I am the Alpha,” he said. “Even she will fall in line.” His voice was low but absolute. There was no room for argument. Ryleigh stood, unsure what she was doing, but compelled by some invisible pull. She walked to the railing beside him, close enough to feel the heat of his body.

This invitation gives you access to all floors. Please reveal the invitation to the Guards at the main door, and no one else. We hope to see you, Alpha Asher and his Team. As soon as my eyes grazed across the last line, I flipped the paper over. See you tonight. Maybe this time, you'll see me too. ~A

ASHER’S POV I hadn’t stopped thinking about him. The man who’d met me claiming he knew things about me I myself didn’t know. He’d called me Asher, an Alpha from the Raventhorne pack, and yet none of those words had struck a bell. I wasn’t an Alpha, I was a fighter. I was The Grave Viper and I'd been a fighter for as long as I could remember. So why couldn’t I stop thinking about his words? Even now, as I sat awaiting my next fight his words were all I could think about.

He swallowed his saliva. “Tell me, why would an alpha be explaining himself? Can't you see?” He was right; alphas didn't owe anyone an explanation except the goddess and king; in this case, Asher only owed the goddess an explanation, as the way he convinced King Levi to free me was proof he was above him. “But I heard you.” “You heard wrong.” He came close to me and took my hand into his; he gently rubbed it in a comforting manner. “You didn't hear the whole story, and I'm willing to explain everything to you.” He walked me to the bed and sat me down.

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.