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I ask, staring at them. Dale pauses, Derek just shrugs and Asher doesn’t respond, just keeps on cutting his steak like he didn’t hear what i just said. He’s choosing to ignore me, so I face him, “What is wrong Asher?” I asked him directly. He takes a deep breath and looks at me. “Tell me what’s wrong. Don’t shut me out”. I told him. “Okay” he says, wiping his mouth. He leans back and looks back at me. “Alpha Jackson made a disturbing discovery,” he said.

* *BACK AT THE COURTROOM* Alpha Jade already raised his hungry sword reading to slaughter Chad's head when someone stopped him. "Wait, Alpha Jade." Ash, Alpha Jade's right-hand man interrupted. "The money is here, we don't have to look at the report, I will count it myself," Ash said. The fact that Alpha Jade respected him a lot and he is the only friend he had left him with no option but to take his sword back. Chad already has closed his eyes ready to open them when he died but the words of Ash gave him hope, as he is the simplest, smartest, and most gentle person in the whole pack.

“What does that even mean?” Asher gave a small shrug, and a shaky little smile that didn’t match his usual bite appeared on his face. Then he stuck his hand out at Zane. “Hi, I’m Asher. I’ve always thought I was a West, but turns out I’m not. I’m not really good at school stuff, but I’m a damn good racer if I say so myself. I’m no longer an Alpha. I’m an Omega now… whose heat is dependent on... someone.” Zane felt his lips twitch at the last part, but he killed the smile before it surfaced on his face. “You're ridiculous,” he said, shaking his head. “Look, I asked for—”

"What is your name?" "E...Elisha, Alpha." "Well, Elisha, I will overlook your eavesdropping. But if you so much as breathe a word of this to others, I will personally see to it that you never speak again." "Y...Yes." Asher turned his gaze from the terrified woman and walked away. When he was in the privacy of his room, he stripped off his clothes. Staring at his reflection in the bathroom mirror, he saw the bruising on his abdomen—it was much worse than the already healing purple around his jaw. He brushed a finger over the wound, only to grimace at the sharp pang of pain. Truly, if he had been an Alpha, that woman wouldn’t have had a chance to hit him.

"Not only do you feed me and provide water... you taunted me with my mate and unborn child! You punch me and think that, what? That's it?! I'm going to bow down to you!" I roared, feeling every body in the room freeze at my voice."I am Asher, Alpha of the luminescent pack. You will never hurt anybody ever again." I felt everything that happened beneath his skin as i squeezed his throat.

"I'll do it. I'll find a way to get her. But I need every support that I can get. Asher is very powerful." "I thought you were an Alpha, it's a pity that you are nothing but a weakling that could pass for an Alpha. Why didn't you conduct enough research on him? He is not as immune as you think. We have dirt on him" Hope blossomed in my heart. This sounded Profitable.

Not especially when there's that profound mystery about Filippa and the lie about my identity. I only hope Filippa isn't an enemy, or that's just one of the best ways to die. I don't think Filippa is an enemy, though. I opened my eyes and directed my gaze to him. “Should've seen worse,” I responded curtly instead, and he fell silent for a few seconds as if taken aback by my short reply. Asher shook his head and said, “I'm an exclusive doctor. My work is limited…” I guess he must mean that he's the Alpha and Beta's doctor instead of the whole pack. I never expected that. I sat up and eyed him, asking, “You're more of a warrior?”

Each whispered the word like a prayer. Alpha. And for the first time, Emilia didn’t flinch. She looked at their faces. Their brokenness. Their fury. Their hunger for something to belong to. Something that wasn’t Victor. That wasn’t blood contracts or forced bonds. Something older. Something real. Something like her. The forest echoed with their breath. The trees leaned closer. Then a voice cut through the hush. “You think you know what that word means?” Asher. He stepped from the treeline, shirtless, his chest still marked with the remnants of last night’s fight. Mud on his jaw. Rage in his voice.

Asher POV ​My name is Asher Steele. I am 29 years old; I am the Alpha of Crimson Blood Pack. I have the largest pack in the country. I don’t tolerate mistakes or half-ass shit. I run a tight ship and everyone in this pack knows it. ​“Alpha?” My Bata and best friend say as he knocks and pocks his head in with a scared look on his face. “Yes?” I say while looking up at him. “You know that mission you posted 4 days ago? Well let me say that whoever did it completed it and is already home and here’s your report and the victims are back and said that the girl was a badass and something along the lines of wanting you to go to her pack and thank her for saving them..” he says while trying to hide h

A guy said, throwing some cloths at her which she caught effortlessly. "And who are you?" Summer asked as she was fully clothed now, thanks to the guy beside her. "Am Dorian, the alpha of the crystal pack and the alpha son, Mr Derek your school principal" Dorian said as he turned his back on her and started walking out of the woods while Summer hurriedly trailed behind him. "And what are you?" The guy suddenly asked, stoppingon his track as he stared at her, his cold gaze piercing deep into her soul. "What do you mean, what am I? I'm Summer Jera..."