Alpha Asher and Lola novel Chapter 210

Chapter 210

Not only did I avoid visiting Tessa for the next three days, but I also made it a point not to think of her or what she knew.

I stumbled back into my routine even though everything felt off kilter. Chris made warrior training worth it, but my heart was no longer invested in my magical studies. There was only one thing

I was fixated on, and that was dark magic.

The one and only time I used it was almost enough for it to corrupt me. There was nothing more terrifying than feeling the sickening euphoria of ultimate power, and ultimate evil. I wanted to learn everything I could so I could make sure it never happened again.

There was just one problem.

Since only a handful of witches successfully pulled from that kind of

power, there wasn‘t exactly any information on it. There were a few vague descriptions, but nothing going into detail on how or why those witches did what they did.

I voiced my frustration to Asher every spare chance I had, along with the absolute terror I felt when I looked down to see spider webs of sickening black crawling up my fingers.

Asher hadn‘t blamed me for drawing on dark magic. He wasn‘t even angry. There was a part of me that wanted him to be. I‘d been reckless, desperate to not be taken that I wasn‘t thinking clearly. We knew to little about my magic for me to not exercise extreme caution when using it. Asher knew this, but he still insisted on being utterly perfect by not reaming into me every chance he liad.

He was a master at covering up his emotions, but I could feel his fear flicker down the mate–bond like it were my own.

He might not have been angry with me for using dark magic, but he was just as freaked out over how close it had come to consuming me.

The first and second day, Asher sent out a few groups of warriors to monitor the safe haven. He and Zeke, along with a dozen of our most skilled fighters, made the short trip to Zeke‘s pack. It wasi te of a precaution than anything else, but with Zeke dead set on risking his mind to get information out of Tessa, we had to make sure his pack was well protected.

Asher had gone to hell and back trying to change his mind. I‘d known from the moment Zeke sauntered out of Tessa‘s prison cell that there was nothing short of a miracle that could keep him from going through with this.

Tristan and Giovanni were working harder than ever to integrate more Vampire‘s into the safe haven. As it turns out, things were growing more

precarious for the Vampire‘s that had yet to pick a side. The witches were closing in on one side, and the Vampire‘s still aligned to my father were closing from the other.

It was becoming dangerous to be a Vampire with no monarch to pledge your allegiance to, prompting a lot of them to seek out the safe haven..

According to some, there were whispers all across the country of a growing town that was safe for Vampire‘s, regardless of their pasts. It was uplifting to know that the word was spreading, and that more and more Vampire‘s were becoming open to the idea of coexisting with Werewolves.

Both Tristan and Giovanni‘s families were making their way across the country to meet the new Vampire monarch and to scope out the safe haven.

It worked out perfectly considering I was planning a trip there anyway to finally

attempt some sort of protective spell over the land. I‘d been binging on blood and high–protein foods to get my energy levels up and was actually feeling pretty positive about the whole thing.

We had made it almost three solid days without an incident when naturally, everything went to shit.

It started when Brandon‘s voice slid into mine and Asher‘s head. He had surprised everyone when he single handedly stepped up and joined the groups of warriors sent to protect the safe haven. For as long as I lived (however long that might be) I‘d never forget the look of bewilderment on Asher‘s face when his brother asked to take lead.

‘Witches launched another attack.‘ His voice faded in and out. There‘s more this time...and the fire bitch is leading them. Send back up and be fast about it damn it.‘:

Asher and I locked eyes with one another,

the same thought running through our heads.

The witches chose to attack in the middle of the day, rendering the Vampire‘s there all but defenseless.

Depending on who their spy was and how close they were to Asher and I, there was a chance the witches already knew where the prison cells were and how to get to them. >