Alpha Asher and Lola

Read Alpha Asher by Jane Doe Chapter 125 – It took another hour to fall back asleep. Standing out in the early morning chill, talking about a d**d man whose presence still made me shudder, it had chased away the remnants of sleep that weighed my eyelids down. I stayed curled in Asher’s embrace, enjoying the warmth and his woodsy scent as sleep slowly reclaimed me.

That morning I was out of bed bright and early, driving to a coffee shop just outside of town but still within the pack’s boarders. We had stopped there on our way in, and Breyona fell in love with their caramel macchiatos and bear claws. It had been a last-minute decision to drive the extra fifteen minutes and grab us one since we’d both be spending the morning with Cordelia.

Asher and I had been working on my driving for the last few months, and I’ve improved drastically despite his hesitance on letting me go off alone. Coasting down the winding highway, seeing nothing but dense forest and a few cabins, was much less exhilarating than running on four legs, Driving the vehicle myself made it a little more bearable.

The coffee shop outside of town was a little building along a strip of boutiques and shops. Vines with baby-pink flowers wrapped around the doorway and hung over the large display window out front. A milk and cream bar wrapped around half of the counter and was dotted with various syrups and flavorings. Breyona and I had tried to make our own coffee the first time, but both of us lacked the magic touch the baristas here had. A giant chalk board took up the wall behind the counter, and had the menu written in near-perfect handwriting. Little doodles of coffee beans and cappuccinos with fancy art, took up the free spaces.

I nodded and waved politely when people walked by their eyes lighting up with recognition as they spotted my face. It was impossible to avoid people once I stepped into the quaint coffee shop. The golden bell at the top of the door was almost deafening to my ears as eyes lifted from their phones and conversations to look my way. I steered my gaze towards the only things that mattered; the pastries in the display case and the source of the rich coffee scent permeating the shop.

“Luna Lola, good to see you again!”

I didn’t even recognize the sound of Lars’s voice until I turned and spotted his dimpled grin and shaggy hair. He looked different than he had at the party, donning a leather jacket and faded jeans. Feeling even more stares on my face from how ungodly loud he was, I hushed him and frowned.

“Were you trying to keep your appearance here secret, because everyone was already staring at you before I said anything.” His whisper was still loud enough for everyone in the shop to hear since most of the customers were werewolves.

“That was the goal.” I replied and gave him a forced smile, remembering the mirth in Cassidy’s voice as she talked about the a*****e’s girlfriend. “Great to see you, have a good one.”

“Hey, what did I do? I might not have the best track record, but I think I’d remember pissing off the Luna.” His smooth grin might’ve worked on me if I weren’t already bonded to my other half, so I couldn’t help but find it a bit lackluster. Like a half-dressed male model on a magazine, it was two- dimensional and bland.

“I haven’t been in town long, but I already have friends here. One of those friends is Cassidy. You know, the girl you went out with the night of the party.” I lifted an eyebrow at him, letting him see exactly how unimpressed I was. “Now, it’s not my business but sleeping with another girl while you’re dating someone, it’s a bit pathetic.”

probably would have decked him right here in line. “It’s ex-girlfriend, actually. Cassidy never gave me the chance to explain before she broke my nose and stormed off. Talk about an

nose?” I held back my laughter with

“And

calling you anyway?” I couldn’t help

ex was calling me because she’s incredibly annoying and needy. Oh, and she’s mated to

my patience floating in the wind, I was about to turn on my heel and promptly end our conversation when a thought came to mind. “Cassidy actually mentioned something really interesting you said that night. What was

grin that did nothing to lessen the

like something drunk me would

cashier shouted, his

but turned back to glance at Lars who stood a few feet

takes to handle a hot vampire b***h…” I replied and added

larger but had a quaint cottage feel to it, like grandma’s only this house wasn’t nestled in the middle of the forest. When I arrived only Cordelia and

bag with the bear claw over the railing and onto Breyona’s lap, I chuckled

would appreciate if I threw this over.” I chuckled, handing her the iced caramel macchiato she claimed

a beeline straight for the front door. Knowing her she was ready to

and vanished down the hall for a few moments, dragging a golden plated

latches on it or a seam for that matter. Before I could ask how to open the thing, she knelt and placed her palm flat against the leather top. Where

a type of protection sigil. It acts a s a lock, Whoever’s blood is used to make it, that’s the person it