Alpha Asher and Lola

Chapter 40

Read Alpha Asher [by Jane Doe] Chapter 40 – Giovanni’s P.o.v

The little she-wolf was quite interesting to watch. Her face conveyed every emotion openly, putting them on display for the world.

A chance; as she called it.

I myself became a key player in the little she-wolfs game, a game to earn my loyalty.

She was clueless to my enjoyment of g******g. What were the odds this little she-wolf would be successful in turning me from my own species. The logical side of me said the odds were slim to none, while some sliver of humanity within me was already hers.

It was clear the price she was willing to pay; her heart.

I couldn’t begin to understand the lives of this animal-like species.

Vampires considered themselves refined, choosing a mate that would suit their every need. Werewolves were slaves to some mythical Goddess in the sky, one who dictated their own mate. Did these wolves have control over anything?

I left the club that night with an infuriated Tristan. His anger swirled around him, but that wasn’t the only emotion pouring from within. Longing and interest framed his face as he struggled to keep this information from my grasp. He was not fast enough, cloaking his face with a mask of indifference.

“Something has happened?” I paused, lifting my eyebrow as I read the quick flicker of emotions.

Tristan looked almost…pained.

“Yes.” Tristan nodded, “Something has happened.”

“Did you fulfill the King’s request?” I asked, watching as his face hardened.

I masked my own face, burying my own emotions deep within me. I swore to never let them see the light of day. A strange yet dull pain formed in my chest, my mind lingering on the little she-wolf.

“I was unable to complete his task.” Tristan hesitated, something I had never seen him do before.

“Tell me if you must.” I pressed, “The King will find out regardless.”

“I marked her, Giovanni.” Tristan stopped walking, our forms cloaked by the night. “I couldn’t stop myself.”

she-wolf?” My interest was more than piqued. Another factor in

my mind, Tristan’s mark glistening on her neck. Rage flooded through me, possesive rage. A

something happened with you, Giovanni?” Tristan

I frowned, once again shoving the putrid emotions deep

but he still looked troubled. “The King would not dare k**l me while my mark lingers on

are right.” I shrugged, “You may also be wrong. A mark is not a

friend.” Tristan’s eyes glinted mischievously. “The King will not k**l

unable to

against the

him that. We had joined the service of the King

“I simply did what our species

through me, adding another overlooked factor to my

still half werewolf.” I noted, “She has an intended mate out there. What will

as though the thought had never crossed his mind. This did not surprise me. Tristan was compulsive, living in the moment as he pleased.

am sure of this. But, I would

of Breyona within me was shaking her head. I could see her in my mind, her short brown hair glistening like silk. Her milk and honey skin creamy and

would’ve been ours if that feral b***h hadn’t

stiffened, my hand clutching the

knew who he was

The King’s voice was calm, a

face with rage. I had only seen this cold calmness fall

us.” The King’s voice whipped

the rest of his

The

as Tristan had yet again pulled

a single look of pity had come our way.

have you done, Tristan?” The King turned, his eyes nearing black

strange. Standing on the precipice of d***h,

could possibly

a factor I

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