The sight of her indecision was like a punch to the gut igniting a primal growl from deep within me, my inner wolf stirring, ready to fight for what was rightfully mine. I couldn't let her go, I couldn't let him have her, I couldn't let her chose. She was mine, and I was hers, and nothing would ever change that_Asher "Kiara, please," I pleaded, advancing another step towards her, "Don't do this to us. I'm not sure what's going on, but he's deceiving you. You belong with me, not him. You are my Kiara, and I love you deeply" ** Six months ago, Alpha Asher lost his beloved mate Kiara Anderson mysteriously and hasn't stop searching for her but despite everything he refused to give up hope that she was dead. Asher believes Kiara was still out there and waiting to be found and rescued by him. What happens when his half brother, and biggest rival Jonas returns home with a human girl whom he claims to be his chosen mate. Alpha Asher immediately recognizes his brother's mate, Lisa as his beloved Kiara, only problem is, Kiara Anderson isn't Kiara at all but Lisa Bonnet, a simple farm girl who just happens to looks identical to his Kiara. But would Asher accept so easily that Lisa Bonnet, his brother mate is indeed Lisa Bonnet or would he fight to prove to Jonas and everyone else that she is indeed his beloved mate, Kiara Anderson. Read to find out more.
View MoreASHER’S POV“Yes, Lisa. You finally did it,” I responded, happiness bursting within my chest.As the night deepened, I watched Lisa shift under the full moon. Her body responded to her inner wolf’s call, and her eyes changed from a familiar blue to a vibrant, glowing green. The same color I had dreamt and longed for all these months she was gone.No longer did fear or self-doubt swim in her gaze, but a fierce determination as her fingers stretched into sharp claws, her bones cracking and reshaping in odd places.My wolf stirred with pride as we watched our mate’s full transformation. I knew it was going to happen—all I needed was for her to believe she could for it to manifest and she did.As the moon’s glow dimmed, she completed her first transformation. I approached her, treading lightly. However, she recoiled, her eyes wide with alarm, freezing me in place.“Whoa, Lisa,” I whispered, my voice a gentle hum piercing the quiet night. “Don’t be scared. Listen to me, focus on my words.”
LISA’S POVThe air was thick with the scent of damp earth as I lay sprawled on the ground, my skin slick with sweat. Each of my breaths came in ragged gasps, echoing loudly in the stillness.Despite my situation, Asher’s smile didn’t waver. His words were a calming balm to my frayed nerves. “You did well, Lisa,” he said, his voice a soothing rumble. “ continue to breathe, Don’t let fear cloud your victory.”His words hung in the air between us, a mystery I couldn’t quite decipher. “But I didn’t shift,” I protested, my voice a mere whisper against the rustling leaves. “Why are you still proud?”Asher’s nod was slow and thoughtful. “True, you didn’t shift. But you grazed the edge of your other self and experienced its power. That in itself is a victory.” His unwavering certainty enveloped my shivering thoughts like a warm blanket. “Under the full moon, you will shift. I am certain of it.”"When is the next full moon?" I asked, a knot of worry tightening in my stomach."In two nights," h
LISA’S POVMy heart pounded in my chest as I threaded my fingers through Asher’s thick, coarse fur. His formidable size was intimidating, yet the gentleness in his eyes instilled a sense of calm within me.He nuzzled against my palm, his warm breath tickling my skin, eliciting a soft giggle from me. It felt surreal to be this close to a creature radiating such raw power and primal energy, yet I felt incredibly safe and protected.Back in my village, tales of wild and ferocious werewolves, especially those of the Alpha statue, were commonplace. Yet, here I was, standing with Asher in his beast form, feeling nothing but trust and an odd sense of connection.Even if I were to tell them, my brothers would likely never believe this. Jax, in particular, would probably be the most skeptical. Honestly, I shouldn’t believe it myself, but Asher kept proving that it was indeed real as he continuously lick my hands.With a gentle nudge from his snout, Asher signaled for me to climb onto his back.
ASHER’S POVThe morning light seeped through the curtains, casting a warm, golden glow over the room. Stirring from my slumber, I opened my eyes to the comforting weight of Lisa’s body nestled against mine. Her breaths, soft and rhythmic, echoed in the quiet room. The rise and fall of her chest was in perfect harmony with my own.As I gently unwrapped my arm from around her waist, I couldn't help but marvel at how perfectly she fit against me, like two pieces of a puzzle locked in an eternal embrace.I gazed down at her, absorbing the serenity etched on her face. The memory of last night’s altercation flashed in my mind, causing my gaze to harden at the sight of the fading bruise on her arm—a silent reminder of Scarlett’s fury.The uproar from the kitchen was impossible to ignore. The clashing sounds of anger and scream lured me away from the comfort of my office. The scene that unfolded before me was one of turmoil—Lisa and Scarlett were locked in a heated confrontation.Hesitation c
Lisa POV I gasped awake and found that I was lying in Asher’s room, comfortably tucked into his warm blanket. I also realized the gnawing pain that had threatened to tear me apart had now faded away. It was as if Asher’s touch, his unique scent that was a heady mix of pine and musk, had some magical healing properties. I looked around and found Asher beside me, his face was a picture of concern, his brows furrowed in worry as he hovered around me, his hands gentle as he placed a cool, wet towel on my forehead.His eyes, typically brimming with laughter, were now clouded with worry. Seeing that I had regained some strength, he asked in a hushed tone, “Hey, Lisa. Are you okay?” I nodded, propping myself up into a sitting position, comforted by his warm presence. Turning to him, I searched his eyes. “What happened back there?”Asher said nothing as he retrieved the towel and squeezed out the water and tried to place it back but I pushed away. “Aren’t you going to ask about the incide
LISA’S POVThe female wolf, Scarlett, was seething mad at this point. Her eyes, typically a gentle hazel brown, now glinted with a fiery intensity, casting an unspoken challenge across the room. I could feel the heat of her gaze boring into me, but I chose to disregard it, savoring the last drops of my milk.The creamy liquid slid down my throat, providing fulfillment unlike the crazy red hair staring daggers at me. I could sense Scarlett’s impatience growing with each passing second I ignore her. However, I took my time still, rinsing the cup under the flowing tap. Her voice broke through the silence, a low growl barely contained when she couldn’t take it anymore. "You think you’re so clever, don’t you?" she accused. "Flaunting yourself in front of Alpha Asher, thinking he’d ever choose you over me just because you bear the face of his mate, Kiara."I rinsed the cup, allowing the water to cascade over my fingers. “Cleverness has nothing to do with it,” I retorted, my voice unwaverin
LISA’S POVThe room was silent, save for the soft rustling of the curtains as a gentle breeze found its way through the slightly ajar window. I sat on the edge of the bed, my hands clasped tightly together, the weight of my thoughts pressing down on me like a physical burden.The events of the afternoon replayed in my mind, each memory punctuated by the same, unshakable feeling: Asher knew. He knew the chaos he stirred within me, the way his presence stirred something deep and ancient in my soul.I could sense his gaze on me, even now, as if he were present in the room, observing, anticipating. It felt as if he expected me to accept his challenge, to adopt the identity he was so convinced was mine: Kiara, his missing mate.The notion that I should master archery in a mere day, to strike the bullseye with unerring accuracy, seemed ridiculous to me. Yet, it was a challenge he had set before me with unwavering confidence.His constant watch over me has become a source of frustration for
LISA’S POVAs the day slipped by, Asher, with his warm smile and twinkling eyes, kept introducing me to new activities around the pack. Each one was more adventurous than the last, ranging from sightseeing to visiting the villages within the pack.The memory of my last horse ride with Sarah, a disastrous affair that ended with me nearly falling off, was still fresh in my mind, preventing me from going on a solo ride.Noticing my hesitation to ride alone the next day he took me to the stable, Asher made sure to keep me close, allowing me to ride with him on Zion, his majestic steed, for which I was grateful for.As we rode out of the stable and towards a new adventure, I caught a glimpse of Sarah, the mare. Her eyes, filled with longing, followed me, as though wishing for me to mount her as well. The temptation was there, but the fear of another accident held me back each time I tried to take a step forward.I couldn’t dare go out of my way to try it, not with the fear of falling, hold
LISA’S POVAs the horse’s hooves clattered to a halt in the stable, I felt my lips part, ready to speak. But before the words could escape, Asher’s strong hands released their hold on me. He swung off the horse with a grace that left me in awe, then turned to assist me down.With my feet firmly planted on the ground, I tilted my head up to thank him, but the words got stuck in my throat. Asher stood there, his hair tousled by the wind, looking so handsome that it was almost painful. And when he swallowed a saliva, I can’t help but ache with needs.I found myself having to tear my gaze away from him forcefully, choosing instead to focus on the horses that had now become my perfect distraction.“Thank you,” I managed to say, my voice barely above a whisper. He nodded, a hint of a smile playing on his lips. “It’s nothing, Lisa,” he reassured me. I turned away, my cheeks flushed with embarrassment, as he led his horse towards its stall. The animal nuzzled his palm, seeking either comfor
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