Alpha Asher and Lola

Chapter 128

Read Alpha Asher by Jane Doe Chapter 128 – I handed the phone back to the cashier, hearing Asher’s objections on the other end, wishing I could soothe that side of him that wanted to shield me from all danger.

“Tell him the address, then hang up.” I told the cashier, deaf to her reply because it was Asher’s voice that rang in my ears.

“So, should I keep planning my escape, or did you delay my d***h for the time being?” Brandon asked the moment I was within sniffing distance, unable to keep his mouth shut long enough to let me sort through the guilt that made me short of breath.

I rolled my eyes at him, watching as put the gas nozzle back into it’s holder and gestured to the car, “I’d open the door for you, but from what I’ve seen of you and my brother, you’re not into the old-school romance type of stuff. Are you?”

I stared at his knowing smile without so much as a fraction of embarrassment on my face.

“Those schoolgirls of yours a little vanilla, Brandon? Does it surprise you that much that there’s women out there who want more than a few minutes of missionary, then a post-s*x rant about living in your brothers shadow?” I didn’t care I was being a b***h. From how awful my night had gone, I figured I deserved a few minutes. “Mind your own business or you won’t have to worry about Asher k*****g you, because I’ll do it myself. After we track down your friend.”

I got in the car and slammed the door, savoring the coldness of the glass against my warm face. Brandon didn’t open his mouth again but did turn on the radio so that AC/DC trickled in quietly through the speakers. Dad would play this kind of music when Sean and I were kids, back when he could glide and run throughout the house. It was this fact and the headache I still had that helped me fall asleep.

This time when I woke up, I knew exactly where I was. There was no avalanche of memories ready to flatten me, only the renewed annoyance that I was here with Brandon.

The sun had vanished from the sky, so I knew I’d been asleep for a few hours. I jumped in my seat when the truck of the car slammed, and Brandon yanked open the driver side door and got in.

“Here, shower and change into this. Hopefully, it fits. We don’t have much time.” He said, tossing a shopping bag and a blood bag onto my lap.

I looked out at the seedy motel we were parked out front of smack dab in the center of some nameless city. There were lights everywhere. From the cars that crept down the roads, nearly bumping into one another with every turn, to the skyscrapers and neon lights that flashed in various colors.

“Where are we going?” I asked.

“My witch friend works at a night club. One that’ll kick you out in a heartbeat if you show up dressed like that-with or without my jacket to cover the blood.” He replied and tacked on, “oh, and I’ll want that dry cleaned. Yeah?”

sure. I’ll get right on that.” I snorted, balling up his jacket so it’d at

body. My favorite pair of leggings were littered with tiny holes from the glass that had shattered and sliced me to bits. If it hadn’t been for Brandon’s jacket, whose scent still clung to me like a cloud of noxious gas, the gas station clerk

up, Even with my enhanced vampire healing, Maya had to overexert herself just to patch up

faster than I ever had in my life, I pulled out a thin scrap of fabric and a pair of dangerously sharp

before shaking out her fur, ‘…I’ve been asleep for a while, haven’t I? Doesn’t seem like we’ve been kidnapped or captured…what

her a rundown of the last eight hours while I tried to figure

huffed, needing no response to know that I agreed with her. ‘I guess anything’s

wouldn’t have stopped me, but the dress Brandon had picked out was

was skintight and the same dark shade as my hair. It would be a pain to move in if I needed to run, but it was long enough to cover my

“…hope your

good.” He shrugged, glancing my way before pulling out of the parking lot. “I

replied, wondering why I had assumed any

a blacked -out brick building. Most of the buildings down the street were closed or shut down, apart from a 24-hr laundry mat. Instead of smelling sweat, d***s, and alcohol, all I could pick up was the light scent of laundry detergent. There was no red velvet rope manned by a beefy

can feel you through the mind-link again. Are you safe?’ A chill skated down my spine from Asher’s gravely voice. ‘I’m on a plane heading your way. Tell my brother if there’s so much as a

on a plane? And believe me…’ I

my

back to you safe and sound. I did the

all down hunting whoever brought me harm. I could feel such a large piece of myself missing hundreds of miles away. The hollow feeling only made me that

asked, “There’s

lining up down the block.” Brandon replied with a casual shrug of the shoulder,

an eyebrow,

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