Alpha Asher Novels & Stories

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.

“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—”

Asher's P.O.V. I am Alpha Asher Martin of the Black Mountain Tribe, known as the Alpha Gamma. I am a beast, an animal, a ruthless predator. I belong to a pack that doesn’t adhere to humanity. A quad hybrid (werewolf, phoenix, vampire, and wizard), I know no mercy, am bloodthirsty, and punish those who err in my pack in a brutal manner.

“You are not his mate, but you are his sis---” “His what?” Asher shook his head. “Get up. We need to go.” “What were you going to say, Asher? I am Alpha Aiden’s what?” Asher sighed. “Super good friend. And he sees you like a sister. Let’s go. Please. Now.”

“This is between Asher and me. I’ll handle it.” Corey hesitated, his brow furrowed, but eventually nodded. Our conversation was cut short when the large double doors to Asher’s office opened. My heart skipped a beat as Asher stepped out, his powerful presence commanding attention as always. He was dressed impeccably, his dark shirt rolled up at the sleeves, revealing the veins in his forearms. His gaze swept over the courtyard, landing on me and Corey for a brief moment before moving to the alphas standing nearby. “Alpha Asher,” one of the alphas called, shaking his hand firmly. “We’ll be in touch. Thank you again for your leadership.”

"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.

There I was staring again, like a fool. “Good day, I'm Asher Stone, the CEO of MIX Fashion Wear. It’s nice to meet you.” THE CEO OF WHAT?? I don't care!! I wanted to yell get out!! I wanted to scream. Why are you here?? How could I have missed this? I wanted to ask “Miss Norman '' Anna whispered sternly behind me, causing me to jump a bit.

I yelled at Alpha again Alpha scoff "Father ,you ask me if I liked anyone,yes I do ,I love her deeply " "Get out of here Alpha!"Asher said with a low voice "I and Cheryl starting dating since her arrival in this house" "Stop lying!"I rebuke him in panic because Asher seem to be buying his lies

he concluded "How did you know all this" stunned because he seem calm and confident with what he is saying "I was born an alpha which makes me to be observant and cautioned of my opponents and I have dealt with people like them before, you don't have to worry yourself " he assured me, I looked into his eyes and see that he meant his words "Thank you, I don't know what I will have done without you" I said to him "I should be thanking you for being my mate" he responded

“Now that we’ve established I’m not entirely a fraud, perhaps we can stop discussing me from behind a gate.” Kael studied him carefully. “What is your name?” He asked. The man’s expression changed, but he answered anyway, “I am Asher.” The name meant nothing to Lyra, but it clearly meant something to Ronan. “No.” Ronan said. You can’t be Asher. The rider looked at him. “Yes,” he replied.” Kael turned toward Ronan. “Explain.” The scholar looked genuinely unsettled. “Asher was one of the First Alpha’s closest companions.”