I woke to the sound of banging. Startled from my sleep, I jumped out of bed just in time for my bedroom door to open.

"sh*t Lola, what're you still doing here?" My Dad exclaimed, his eyes darting around at my restless appearance.

"Huh?" Was the first thing to leave my lips. For a minute there I hadn't even remembered leaving grandma's house.

With an exasperated look my Dad replied, "Hell, you're late for training!"

"What!" I gasped, "Why didn't Sean wake me up?"

"He has patrol early in the mornings." My Dad groaned, "Already off to a bad start."

"sh*t, well go so I can get dressed!" I huffed, sprinting to my suitcase and yanking out the first thing I saw.

Once my door closed I slipped on a black sports bra and a pair of black leggings. I hastily combed through my hair using the bathroom mirror. In the back of my head I remembered Tyler's comment about me looking goth. I smirked into the mirror.

I darted down the stairs, nearly toppling my grandma over on the way.

"Lola if you end my life knocking me down these stairs I'll haunt you!" Grandma called out after me, but I was already barreling through the front door.

My stomach rumbled, demanding we go back home and eat some breakfast. As much as I'd love to oblige, I couldn't.

"Goddess, he's going to be pissed." Maya huffed.

"Well I didn't see you waking me up on time either!" I grumbled at her.

"I was busy." Maya shrugged, giving a half ass excuse.

"You're a damn wolf who lives in my head, what could you have possibly been doing?" I shook my head at her.

Maya's voice went silent in my head and I rolled my eyes. For once I was thankful that our house was a short run from the pack house.

By the time my lungs had started to burn, I could see the other's already training. I skidded to a halt in front of everyone. From the looks of it there were at least thirty other wolves present for training.

I instantly noticed Alpha Asher's men lingering around. Each one looked like they were half giant, and many had gruesome scars on different parts of their body. Each one was completely hot in an animalistic sort of way.

I had been so busy ogling the shirtless men that I hadn't heard it when someone behind me cleared their throat.

I spun around and nearly smacked into someone’s chest.

"Well f**k," Maya's breath caught in her throat.

I could only assume I was looking into the eyes of Alpha Asher. His eyes were the color of liquid honey, and at the moment they were set directly on my face.

"Didn't I specifically tell you not to be late?" His husky voice was hard, lacking any emotion other than impatience.

"Please," Maya rolled her eyes "From the looks of it, sleep was definitely better than this."

The tone of his voice pissed me off. He sounded like your typical hot-blooded Alpha.

Without thinking it through, I felt the words fall from my lips.

"I'm not good with rules." I said bluntly, looking up at him. The guy had to be over 6 feet tall.

I stifled a snicker as I wondered if he could give me a couple inches. He towered over me and made me look like a kid.

I watched in silence as his dark eyebrow raised at my words, his eyes silently fuming, I kept my eyes trained on his own, but I noticed the muscle in his jaw moving. I guess he didn't like being disobeyed.

"Well, we're going to have to change that." His voice was cold as he analyzed me. I couldn't tell if I felt like a piece of meat or an innocent doe lined up for slaughter.

"If he wasn't so drop dead hot, I'd tell him to go f**k himself." Maya rolled her eyes.

"Jeez, you're worse than I am." I snickered.

"Yeah, that's doubtful." Maya smirked.

"Good luck." Again, my stupid lips uttered the words before I could think them through. His lips were pressed in a tight line and I desperately wanted to laugh. I expected a lot more from the deadliest of Alpha's.

"Good luck? Good luck? Are you trying to get us killed on our first day back?" Maya snapped.

"You're the one who said you'd tell him to go f**k himself." I rolled my eyes at her.

"Well I didn't did I?" Maya huffed.

"What is your name pup?" His cold voice growled. I ignored the fact that the hairs on my arms were standing on end and answered the hot-blooded Alpha.

"Lola. And yours?" I smirked, already knowing his name by the dominance and authority he exuded.

"Your new Alpha." He replied, gauging the reaction on my face. Did he really think I had no idea who he was? Well, who was I to ruin the fun.

"As if that wasn't obvious." Maya laughed.

I let my smirk deepen, "Ooh, really?" I let fake shock fall over my face. I could see the anger flash in his eyes and I waited.

Now, I don't normally have a death wish but I already started off on a bad note. I could tell from a mile away that Alpha Asher was one of those typical Alpha's who wanted everyone to fall in line like good little subjects. I had a big problem with that, and it didn't help that I seemed to blurt out the first thing on my mind.

I was surprised when Alpha Asher turned away, facing the other wolves in training.

"Attention everyone." Alpha Asher snapped.

In an instant everyone's eyes were on Alpha Asher and I. I refused to cringe under the attention. Alpha Asher's voice took on a rough quality, one that nearly made me shiver. I couldn't help but notice Sean's fear stricken eyes on me, wondering what the hell I was doing.

"Lola decided sleeping in was more important than attending training today. Unfortunately, we no longer have anyone available for her to partner up with." Alpha Asher's deep voice rumbled over everyone, commanding our full attention.

I let the little glimmer of hope blossom inside of me, maybe I'd be able to just sit out today.

"Not to worry. I will be Lola's partner." Alpha Asher's harsh words were like a bucket of cold water.

"sh*t, you've really done it now." Maya groaned.

"Crap, what do I do?" I asked her.

"Um, try not to die?" Maya shrugged.

"Thank you for your infinite wisdom, Maya." I rolled my eyes at her.

"It's not a problem. I live to serve." She snickered, "But for real, try not to die. You know how to fight. You'll never win, but you can still put up a fight." She shrugged.

Everyone began training at Alpha Asher's words. Sean sent me one last pity and panic filled glance before he turned back to his opponent.

I huffed, and turned to look at Alpha Asher. I wanted a good look at the guy.

Much to my dismay, my jaw dropped. Alpha Asher had to have been the most attractive male I had ever seen.

His hair was the color of molten chocolate, short but also intoxicatingly messy. I tried not to drool as he slipped his shirt off, revealing a scarred but chiseled chest.

"Close your mouth, Lola." Alpha Asher snapped, and I rolled my eyes at him. I could hear the growl rumble in his chest and I mentally slapped myself.

"You really shouldn't keep pissing the dude off, you're about to fight him." Maya sighed, but I could tell she was enjoying my resistance.

"Yeah yeah, I know." I grumbled.

Before I had the chance to react, Alpha Asher had launched himself at me. I grunted as his fist connected with my stomach, forcing me backwards.

I could feel myself losing balance as he came in for another strike. I let gravity take me backwards and rolled out of his way just in time to dodge another punch.

I got to my feet and shook off the pain. This was the same as training with Chris. I could do this. I couldn't let his impeccable god-like looks distract me.

I watched as he lunged forward, his arm extending to throw a punch. I feigned turning left only to roll under his legs and launch myself at his back.

I clung to his back for dear life. At one point I almost started laughing, I was like a miniature backpack on him. I jumped off his back just in time for him to roll across the ground.

"That would've hurt." Maya muttered, knowing he intended to do that with us still locked on his back.

If that hurt Alpha Asher, he showed no signs of it.

"You're fast." Alpha Asher pointed out, throwing a couple more hits to my face and body, which thankfully I managed to dodge.

This guy was fast. Faster than Chris and that was really saying something.

"I am. And you hit hard." I snapped, dodging another punch. I didn't move fast enough and winced as his fist grazed my hip.

I wasn't sure how long I spent dodging Alpha Asher's kicks and blows. By the time Asher stopped attacking me, I was completely exhausted. While I managed to dodge some of his hits, he was way faster than the normal werewolf. My entire body ached and groaned.

Alpha Asher was absolutely lethal. He must've been good at controlling his anger cause he had at least thirty five openings to kill me.

Just as I was about to leave with the rest of the group, Alpha Asher cut me off.

He stood in front of me, his arms crossed against his chest. He had slipped his shirt back on after training. Peeling my eyes away from the bulging veins on his arms, I looked into his toffee colored eyes.

"Did you learn something today, Lola?" His rough voice was cold and almost condescending.

Again, it seemed as though I had no self control around him. My lips spoke the words before my brain had a chance to catch up.

"Yeah, your nose twitches before you throw a punch." I said deadpan. I watched as flecks of gold swirled in his eyes and wondered if his wolf were close to surfacing. I could feel my heart pounding, and I don't think it was from the hours of training I just went through.

"Are you purposely disobedient, or is this just something you enjoy doing." The muscles in jaw were moving again as he gave me a strange look.

"It's just one of my very attractive qualities." I shrugged and turned on my heel before I could say anything that really pissed him off.

I collapsed in a heap on the couch, waking my Dad from his recliner with a startled grunt.

"I see training went well." He grumbled, "I see you're still alive." As if it were an achievement.

"My body hurts." I groaned, flopping my head back on the couch.

"Alpha was Lola's partner for the day." Sean smirked, but he also seemed relieved.

"Shut up and let me suffer in silence." I grumbled, happily accepting the cookie my grandmother offered me.

"Don't be late tomorrow and maybe it wont happen again." Sean smirked.

"Tomorrow?" I moaned. I had completely acted out today, not even thinking about tomorrow. Great.

I stayed on the couch wallowing in my pain until the smell of dinner lifted my spirits. My grandma was cooking again and as much as my Dad protested I could tell he had missed her cooking.

We sat around the table eating dinner and exchanging stories. Dad wanted to know all about what I had gotten into while I was gone.

"So you already finished high school?" Sean asked, I could tell he was somewhat jealous. Sean graduated a year ago at the age of 18. While I was home schooled, he was forced to go to the local public school.

"Yup, I officially graduated." I teased, sticking my tongue out at him.

My Dad smiled at us as we bickered, "Now only one more year to go and you can find your mate." My Dad winked at me. My nineteenth birthday wasn't for a couple months now.

From eighteen every werewolf is able to sense their mate. That is, if they're within sniffing distance. Though I haven't.

"Jeez, can you imagine that. Her mate is gonna have to put up with a lot." Sean smirked at me.

I rolled my eyes at him, "I'm definitely not going to make it easy on him."

"So, who the hell trained you while you were gone? Alpha's been here for a week and I haven't seen anyone able to keep up with him." Sean frowned, obviously interested in my trainer.

Me and my grandma met eyes just for a second.

"It didn't feel like I was keeping up with him." I shrugged, wincing at my sore shoulder.

"You definitely were. Everyone else got pummeled bloody." Sean cringed. "He made each of us fight him one on one to see what were capable of."

"So that means he wont be my partner tomorrow?" I asked cheerfully. My dread about tomorrow was dissipating by the second.

"I guess not." Sean shrugged, "Now tell me, whose your trainer?"

Stifling a nervous giggle, I replied "Oh just grandma's neighbor. He's really skilled in jujitsu and stuff." I shrugged as if it weren't a big deal.

I shot my grandma a sly look and she winked back at me.

"Do you have any plans for the weekend, Lola?" My Dad asked in between bites.

Tomorrow was Friday, leaving Saturday and Sunday training-free.

"Mm, not really. I don't exactly have friends here anymore." I shrugged. In fact, I hadn't had any friends all year. My only company had been grandma, Chris, and the employee's of the supermarket we would often go to.

I didn't feel the need to surround myself with people anymore.

"You could always talk to Breyona y'know." Sean shrugged as if it weren't a big deal.

I sighed and bit my lip, "I don't know about that. She's probably still mad at me, I know I would be."

Breyona was one of my closest friends, but when Tyler and I started dating I set her to the side. Tyler had his own group of friends that didn't care for Breyona and like an idiot I chose them over her.

"I wouldn't be so sure about that," Sean shrugged "I talked to her during practice and she asked how you had been. She said she felt terrible about what happened between you and Tyler."

"Really, she said that?" I felt myself smile in spite of everything, maybe it wouldn't be so bad to talk to her.

"She did. It's been a year since then, Lola. She might've moved on from the past." Sean shrugged.

After dinner I hopped in the shower, practically swaying on my feet from exhaustion. As sore as I felt, I knew it would only be worse in the morning.

I flopped down in my bed and heard something crinkle beneath me. Groaning ever so dramatically, I rolled over and picked up the crumpled piece of paper I had laid on.

Welcome Home, Lola.

The hand writing felt somewhat familiar, but I couldn't place where I had seen it before.

"What the hell." I mumbled, stuffing the note in one of my dresser drawers.

"Weirdo." I shrugged it off, letting my exhaustion take over as I fell asleep on top of my covers.

I awoke in the morning bright and early, actually having remembered to set an alarm on my phone. One less thing to be called out for.

I slipped on a grey sports bra and a matching pair of shorts. I even managed to put my long hair in a neat ponytail.

I arrived at the pack house just in time. Feeling energized from breakfast and a full night of sleep, I made my way over to the rest of the trainee's. As always the large room we trained in was bare, only thin foam flooring protected us from the hard floor underneath.

"I see you're not late today." Sean smirked at me.

I smirked back, "I'm the poster child for responsibility."

"Hey, Lola." A feminine voice called out to me.

I turned and looked into a pair of familiar dark eyes. Breyona gave me a small smile. I noticed how different she actually looked. Her dirty blonde hair was cropped short in one of those pixie cuts.

"Hey, Breyona. Good to see you." I smiled back at her.

She gave me a small smile and a nod, "You did good yesterday."

I scoffed playfully, "Tell that to my sore body."

I ran to the locker room and shoved my bag inside one of the lockers, rushing to get back before training started

"Attention everyone." Alpha Asher's deep voice called out. Not that I'd ever admit this, but his voice alone was incredible.

His voice demanded your attention, while his words demanded your obedience.

"Pair off with your partners. You will each take turns switching between offensive and defensive moves. Alexander and Jax will provide help." Alpha Asher called out to all of us.

"He looks even better today." Maya smirked.

"Hush, were supposed to be paying attention." I grumbled at her.

I let my eyes drift from his untidy hair to his honeycomb eyes. He really did look good today. He wore a simple black t-shirt and a pair of loose work-out shorts.

Once he was finished speaking everyone paired off into their groups. I stifled a groan as I saw Alpha Asher make his way over to me.

"I see you've managed to arrive on time today." His honey comb eyes stared down at me, not conveying a single emotion.

My eyes flickered to his chiseled jaw and I noticed the muscle in his jaw was still. I couldn't help but wonder if it only moved when he was pissed.

"You're going to test that theory aren't you." Maya sighed, shaking her head.

"Don't tell me you aren't curious." I smirked when she remained silent.

"Unfortunate isn't it?" I sighed, batting my eyelashes at his unwavering face.

My stomach did a little flip when he ran his fingers through his tousled hair, keeping a straight face as he looked on at me.

"Start with defense." His rough voice commanded me, and I huffed at him. Before I had the chance to take a damn breath, he was charging at me like a freight train.

Defense is my stronger point. I'm small and fast, so I can typically get out of situations easily.

Fighting against Alpha Asher was an entirely different story.

Every single move he made was calculated specifically for me. It was like he instantly knew his opponents weaknesses and adjusted his technique to use it against him.

The only thing I had against Alpha Asher was my agility. I had taken gymnastics until I was fourteen, and still practiced what I had learned. Agility would've been more helpful if Alpha Asher wasn't so damn fast.

After what felt like hours, we switched to offense. I found it harder and harder to focus on training when this god-like man was trying to kill me.

Even when he was being murderous he looked good.

"You need to gain muscle. I can hardly feel your blows." Alpha Asher snapped, pulling me from my creepy thoughts about him.

I groaned and rolled my eyes at him, "I'm only 105lbs, there's only so much muscle I can have on my body. Not all of us can walk around jacked."

"If you fought as well as you talked, you may actually be a match for me." Alpha Asher said in a cold voice.

I ground my teeth together, trying to fight past the anger that boiled in my veins. I felt my fists clench and my fury take control.

There was nothing I hated more than being treated as weak. Tyler would never let me start training, insisting I was too small to survive in a real fight. Jokes on him.

Channeling my anger, I lunged at Alpha Asher. I managed to easily dodge his attempt at slamming me to the ground. Rolling to the side and jumping to my feet, I swung my fist at the side of his face. I used all the strength I had in my body.

I smiled as my fist made contact with Alpha Asher's cheek. I also could've swore I broke my knuckle.

Much to my dismay Alpha Asher looked completely unphased.

Training had ended and after some weary glances in our direction, everyone either headed to the locker rooms or out the main door. He gave me a strange, speculating look and nodded once.

"Much better." He grunted, showing none of the signs of pain I had hoped for.

"Your anger makes you stronger." Alpha Asher pointed out, his honey eyes had gold flecks swimming within them.

Unable to hold the words back, I smirked. "Thanks, I was thinking about you."

Before Alpha Asher could respond I ran to the locker room. All of the girls were clearing out rapidly and I grabbed the clean clothes from my bag.

I cursed, noticing I had forgotten to grab a regular bra. I slipped my sweat soaked sports bra off and slipped a t-shirt on. I swapped my work-out shorts for a simple pair of jean shorts.

I slammed the locker shut and turned around, nearly toppling over.

Alpha Asher stood a few inches away from me. His cold stare made me gulp.

I felt my back hit the lockers as Alpha Asher took a step forward.

"Do you get a kick out of being disobedient?" His voice was quiet and rough. His eyes swirled with gold, making them even more mesmerizing.

I took a slow breath, noticing how good he smelled. Husky from training yet earthy. The smell of sweat and cologne mixed to create something entirely new.

I smirked up at him, hoping he couldn't hear my rapid heartbeat. "I get a kick out of a lot of things. Being disobedient is just a personality trait of mine."

"You will obey your Alpha." Alpha Asher snapped, and I resisted the urge to roll my eyes.

"Don't you dare, Lola." Maya snapped, knowing what I was about to say.

"And if I don't?" I teased, keeping my eyes locked on the golden flecks that swirled in his orbs.

"Oops, too late." I snickered at Maya.

"If he kills us I'm never talking to you again." Maya growled.

Alpha Asher took another step forward and I could feel his chiseled abdomen against my chest.

I found myself wanting to look down at his lips, and instantly rejected the idea. Now wasn't the time to act like a dog in heat. I was playing with fire and I needed my wits.

I felt my nips stiffen as they brushed against Alpha Asher's abdomen and I resisted the urge to cringe. My stupid body was reacting in a way I hadn't expected.

Alpha Asher's gaze never left my own, but I was almost positive he could feel my hardened nips grazing against him.

"Don't test my patience, Lola." Alpha Asher snapped, but I held my ground.

For a second I worried I had pushed him too far, but not a single one of my instincts thought he was going to hurt me. For whatever reason, I felt safe. That thought didn't make me magically like Alpha Asher though. I knew who I was toying with, and sooner or later it may come back and bite me.

I tried not to freak out as I realized how close he was to me. I could feel his breath fanning my face.

"My apologies, Alpha." I smirked, batting my eyelashes.

His eyes had progressively gotten more gold, and I let out a fast breath when he turned away and stormed out of the locker room.

"You got lucky." Maya huffed.

"I don't know about that." I mused. "He didn't seem like he was going to hurt us."

After taking a few much needed moments to calm my hammering heart, I left the locker room and headed outside.

I gulped the fresh air and let the breeze cool my heated skin.

"What the hell was that about?" Maya murmured, referring to my uncontrollable body parts.

I shrugged, "I have no idea. Can't really blame me though, he is smoking hot."

"You're right there." Maya smirked, "And a nice ass."

I scoffed, "You mean, he is an ass."

"Well well well, if it isn't Lola. Never thought I'd see your face again." A cocky voice called out.

I grimaced as Ethan made his way up to me. Ethan didn't seem to change at all. He still had that lanky build with hints of muscle, and his blonde slicked back hair. He looked just as sleazy as ever.

"Ethan, so good to see you." I said sarcastically, rolling my eyes at his stupid smirk.

I walked away and groaned as he followed.

"Your legs are too short. There's no escaping me." Ethan smirked proudly and I stifled a gag.

"Unfortunately." I mumbled. I remembered very clearly his smug look when Tyler found his mate and left me in the dust. He was always encouraging Tyler to go out and try new girls. Thinking back on it, Tyler probably did cheat on me. Not that it mattered anymore.

Ethan smirked, walking much too close to me.

"So how're you doing since the whole Tyler thing? Kind of embarrassing, huh?" His mocking tone made my blood boil and I came to a halt.

"Listen here," I growled, taking a step closer. "It's been a year. And entire f**king year. Now back the hell off before I knock your teeth out." I spat.

I turned on my heel and left Ethan's annoying face in the dust.

"Ooh, she's still feisty." I heard his voice call out, and I flipped him the bird as I walked away.

"Still annoying as ever, isn't he?" Breyona rolled her eyes, making me jump. I had been so wrapped up in my thoughts that I hadn't noticed her standing there.

"Insufferable. I feel awful for his future mate." I rolled my eyes, refusing to glance in his direction.

Breyona gave me a small smile, "So, where are you headed?"

"Oh, I'm just going home." I shrugged, glancing at her. I couldn't help the guilt that swirled around me when I thought of her.

What kind of best friend drops you for an asshole boyfriend?

"My house is on the way. Mind if I walk with you?" She smiled.

"Not at all." I was kind of surprised, but I knew I needed to apologize for what had happened between us.

"Look, I'm sorry okay? You know I'm not good with apologies, but I'm sorry for being the worst friend ever." I frowned.

Judging from the look on her face, I definitely caught her by surprise.

"I forgave you when I found out what happened between you and Tyler." She shrugged as if it were no big deal.

That was always one of my favorite things about Breyona. She never made a big deal out of things, and she wasn't one for drama or gossip.

It su*ked at the time, but I honestly feel lucky." I scoffed, trying to imagine myself as Tyler's Luna.

Breyona chuckled, "As mean as this may sound, losing Tyler was the best thing that ever happened to you. You were always way too good for him."

"Well, thank you for that." I elbowed her side and gave her a playful smile.

For once, the thought of leaving and going back to grandma's wasn't so appealing. With Tyler gone, I felt like I could actually start over here. The only thing that would've made it better was my Mom. The thought send a sharp pang running through me.

"So, fill me in. What has life been like since I left?" I asked, and listened intently as she gave me a run down.

Breyona told me how her older sister and finally found her mate in a neighboring pack and was currently pregnant with her first child. Only a handful of our pack members actually died in the fight, my mom included. Alpha Asher was quick to end the fighting once our side surrendered, and once he realized our Alpha had abandoned them. I hadn't realized before, but some part of me blamed Alpha Asher for the death of my Mom. I knew it wasn't directly his fault, but the blame was still there. The rest of the blame I placed directly on Tyler's shoulders.

"So, are you excited to find your mate?" I smirked at her, watching a light blush fill her cheeks.

She shrugged, "I'm not pressed about it." I could tell there was something she wasn't telling me, but I let it slide for now.

"So what have you been up to?" She quickly changed the subject.

I have her the very short rundown of what my year consisted of. While it sounded boring, it had been the best year of my short life.

"So does that mean you can kick all of our asses now?" Breyona chuckled, referring to the intensive training I went through for a year.

I giggled, "I'd sure like to think so."

"You held up against Alpha Asher pretty well." She shrugged.

"You think so? Sean said the same." I frowned. Did getting punched and kicked over a hundred times classify as good fighting?

Breyona shuddered, "Yeah, that's actually really good. Alpha Asher fights like a damn monster, I've never seen anything like it."

"Yeah, neither have I." I shook my head, wondering if Alpha Asher was on some kind of magical werewolf steroids or something. As far as I knew nothing like that existed, but I still wondered.

"Did you see Chelsea earlier at training?" Breyona snorted, gauging my reaction on my old friend.

My eyes widened, "Chelsea was in training? I hadn't even seen her." I shrugged, thinking back on my old friend.

"Yup, she's obsessed with Alpha Asher." Breyona rolled her eyes, "She hasn't changed at all."

Her words made me feel funny for some reason.

"She really hasn't," I frowned, "She was always obsessed with Tyler."

"She wants to be Luna." Breyona shook her head.

I shuddered at the thought of Chelsea becoming Luna, "That would be wonderful." I said sarcastically.

Breyona chuckled, "Even the old you would've made a better Luna than her."

I gave her a smirk, "Why thank you for that, but I'm done with Alpha's." I shook my head.

"Are you sure about that?" Breyona giggled, "What was up with you and Alpha Asher?"

I shrugged, "I just piss him off. He wants me to be obedient." I rolled my eyes. I may be a werewolf, but I'm not a damn dog. Lola the Golden Retriever had a good ring to it, but I think I'd look better as a Husky.

"I'm surprised he hasn't killed you yet." Breyona shook her head at my stupidity.

I shrugged, "The guy's like 6'3 and almost 200lbs, he probably just doesn't see me as a threat."

"That's true," Breyona snorted. "You looked like a kid when you trained with him." She cackled.

"Not everyone can be 5'8' with long legs, ma'am." I grumbled at her, but a smile quickly formed on my face when Breyona struck a pose.

"If you keep complimenting me like that I'm gonna start thinking you're my mate." She cackled and I could stifle my giggles.

Breyona invited herself over for dinner at my house, and I didn't mind one bit. Breyona had met my grandma a handful of times when we were kids and she loved the woman. Grandma loved Breyona's honesty and bluntness. Grandma always said Breyona and I were practically sisters with the way we act.

We all sat around the table and ate the dinner grandma had made. Dad was looking so much better, his skin wasn't translucent like it had been.

Sean teased me for being stuck with Alpha Asher again while my dad feared for my safety. I tried to assure him Alpha Asher wouldn't kill me, but he didn't buy it. I kept my disobedient behavior towards our Alpha quiet. The last thing I needed was Dad and Sean finding out. They'd think I had some kind of death wish.

Brianna and I made plans Sunday to hang out and maybe grab some lunch at the cafe in town.

I rolled into bed after dinner sore as all hell. While it was only 7 p.m. I wanted a head start on going to bed. I was looking forward to sleeping my Saturday morning away.

I realized the full extent of my bad luck when an annoyingly attractive voice rang out in my head.

"Lola, report to my office at 9 a.m." Alpha Asher's rough voice spoke through the mind-link.

"Come on, Alpha." I groaned, "It'll be Saturday."

"9 a.m, Lola." His rough voice growled and ended the mind-link.

I grumbled and turned over in bed, and let sleep claim me.

Saturday would've been so much easier if I had just remembered to set a damn alarm.