The Alpha's Mate

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Chapter 12

Liza’s POV

I herd footsteps all around me, then I herd a voice in my head say “Who are you.”

It was a stern male voice that I recognized.

I spun around to face him.

It was a huge black wolf with four other wolves closely behind him.

“Asher?” I thought.

“Liza?” I herd in my head. It must be some wired werewolf thing. I guess this is how they communicate.

I frantically nodded my head.

All I wanted to do right now was jump into his arms and cry.

But one, I didn’t know how to shift back, and two, I didn’t have any clothes.

Asher walked behind a tree and a couple seconds later, walked back in his human form with basketball shorts on. Where did he get those?

“You have to shift back Liza.” He said softly.

“I don’t know how!” I thought, frustrated.

“Close your eyes and picture yourself in your human form.” Jay’s voice said in my head.

So I did exactly that, but not before going behind a tree.

“Um, Ash. I need some clothes.” I called when I was back in my human form.

“Oh ya, here you go.” He muttered and a second later I saw a pair of shorts and a T-shirt at my feet. Where does he store all these clothes?

They were too big but I wasn’t complaining. At least I had some clothes on.

I walked out from behind the tree and ran into Asher’s outstretched arms.

“I missed you.” I whispered.

He stayed silent for a while, and we just stood there embracing.

“What did he do to you?” He whispered, taking me by surprise.

Tears threatened to break free but I blinked them back. “I don’t want to talk about it right now.”

“We should go.” He snapped, obviously frustrated, before stomping away.

Asher’s POV:

Why wouldn’t she tell me what happened? I’m her mate, she can tell me anything!

I looked over my shoulder at my little mate who was practically jogging to keep up with me.

Momentarily forgetting my frustration I softly chuckled.

She herd me and glared, so I slowed down my pace and walked beside her.

“It’s nice of you to join me.” She remarked sarcastically, rolling her beautiful grey eyes.

I stayed silent and wrapped my arm around her waits, pulling her as close to me as possible.

“What are we?” She suddenly blurted out .

“What do you mean?” I asked, confused.

She let out a nervous laugh and answered quietly “Well I mean, uh, I’m your mate but I’m not your girlfriend or anything.”

“I want you to be my girlfriend.” I quickly and quietly stated.

“Oh, um, okay.” Liza muttered and looked down, trying and failing to hide her incredibly cute blush.

A smiled made its was onto my face. My wolf was howling with joy.

“You’re so cute when you blush.” I told her before gently putting my hand under her chin so I could lift her head and meet her eyes.

Her cheeks grew more red when she met my gaze.

“I’m not going to force you to tell me, and you don’t have to tell me right now, but I would really like to know. I’m your mate, you can tell me anything.”

I told her after several minuets of silence.

She pulled away and said “I don’t want to talk about it” before stomping away in the wrong direction.

“Uh, Liza? The pack house is that way.” I told her and pointed the opposite way that she was going.

“Thanks.” She shot before storming away in the right direction.

My stubborn little mate.

Back at home Liza did her best to avoid me by locking herself in her room.

I grew really worried the longer she was in there. Did that sick bastard so something so bad that Liza was afraid to tell me?

As much as I wanted to break that damn door down and demand Liza to tell me what happened, she wouldn’t like that, and she would just avoid me longer.

My thoughts went back to the walk home. I told her I wanted her to be my girlfriend and she said okay.

So she’s my girlfriend.

At that moment I got a little more hopeful.

Liza’s POV:

I locked myself in my room and won’t talk to anyone.

I looked at my alarm clock. Four hours. I’ve been in here for four hours.

Four hours without Asher.

I opened the door as quietly as possible and stepped into the hallway. I wonder where Ash is?

My question was quickly answered when I looked to the right of my doorway and saw him slumped against the wall, fast asleep.

I couldn’t help but say “Aww!” He’s just looks so peaceful when he sleeps.

His eyes shot open and instantly me mine.

Relief flooded his face when he realized I wasn’t locked in my room anymore.

He gracefully jumped to his feet and stalked over to me.

“Hey.” He whispered before pulling me into his arms.

I gladly wrapped my arms around him. Being in his arms felt so right. It felt like home.

“I’m sorry I avoided you.” I whispered.

“I’m sorry I upset you. You don’t have to tell me if it makes you uncomfortable.”

I took a deep breath before muttering “I don’t want you to get mad. And I know you will if I tell you.”

I could feel him tense up.

“I’ll try to stay calm. If you want my mom to be in the room or maybe Becca and Jay, so they could keep me calm I-”

I cut him off before he could say any more.


I knew I would have to tell him eventually, so I might as well get it over and done with.

I took his hand and led him downstairs and into the living room.

“Can you tell Jay, Becca and your mom to come?” I asked.

“Sure thing.” He answered, and a couple minutes later they were in the room sitting on the couch across from us.

“Okay Liza, tell us what happened, and start from when you were taken.” Ash said.

I told them how I was at the car and Jason made me pass out, and how I woke up tied to the chair.

I was about to tell them what Jason did but hesitated.

By this point they were all shaking with anger. I didn’t want them to shift in here and possibly hurt someone.

I also didn’t want them to go after Jason and Madison.

I knew I sounded crazy, but hurting them wouldn’t help. It would just make another problem.

“Um, well, H-he.” I stared but I couldn’t finish.

“Go on dear.” Mrs. Mitchell softly encouraged.

Tears pooled in my eyes before I quickly whispered “H-h-he raped me.”

I looked down and my hands, tears now sliding down my cheeks.

“What?!” Jay and Ash yelled.

I looked up and saw Mrs. Mitchell and Becca staring in disbelief.

My cheeks heated up. I was embarrassed, but also relieved. It felt good to get it off my chest.

Asher jumped up and Jay did the same

“That bastard!” Jay yelled.

I swear he was almost more mad than Ash. But I had no idea why. I wasn’t his mate.

They were walking to the front door, no doubt planning to rip off Jason’s head when I yelled after them “Don’t hurt him!”

They stopped dead in their tracks.

“He deserves to die!” Asher growled.

“No he doesn’t! It’ll just make more problems for us. And I don’t want a murderer for a mate and boyfriend.”

He seemed to calm down a little bit when I said that last part.

“He can’t get away with this.” Jay interjected.

“Liza is right. It will just make more problems.” Asher’s mom stated.

What surprised me was how quiet Becca was. She always had something to say.

“We’ll talk about this tomorrow.” Asher said, effectively ending this discussion.

“Let’s go to bed.” He suggested, taking my hand and leading me to my room.

Once we were inside and snuggled into bed Asher faced me and brushed some hair out of my face.

“I’m sorry this happened to you. I wont let it happen again. I’m not letting you out of my sight ever again, I promise.”

“Okay.” I whispered, before allowing my eyes to close. I didn’t notice how exhausted I was until now.



“I love you.”

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