Chapter 7: Chapter 7
Asher's POV
I'm so frustrated I'm so angry and all my hate is directed towards my so called 'Father'.
God I hate him so much if I could get my hands on him I'll kill him so slowly that he will beg for death.
Dominic isn't my father, he's my uncle; my late mother was his elder sister, I ended up with Dominic because she was killed with her mate who was a lycan.
She was the first born of my also late grandparents she was a female alpha but she could not bear the thought of being away from my biological father because he was on the run for his life due to the fact that he was a lycan so my mother followed him and left me when I was not even up to a year with her younger brother; Dominic.
But to this day no one else except Dominic and some witch who makes the potion I drink to hide my wolf knows that I am a full blooded lycan.
I'm preparing for the winter dance that is to hold in a few hours. I've gone over the list of packs that are invited and made sure that everything is put in place so that no one disturbs me later tonight.
The winter dance isn't just a dance it is also an avenue to find mates, considering the fact that we are the biggest pack of wolves in Northern America other packs also join us on this kind of get-together to find their other half which most of the time is a success and leaves me to file a load of paperwork.
Dominic might be the Alpha for now but that guy is lazy as fuck.
The only thing that keeps him busy is his crazy plan to sniff out where the last of the lycans are and use them for Goddess knows what.
I might seem like a whimp allowing him to go after people of my kind but believe me when I say I have tried, even the scars on my back can testify and there isn't much I can do with my wolf at bay.
Is it weird that I still have that shimmer of hope about finding my mate tonight even though the past 7 years haven't been any different.
I have gone for many parties and pack get-together more than I count on my toes and fingers but all to no avail. I can say that I have gone around to other packs across the world but no I can't seem to find her.
Sometimes I think that maybe she's dead or hasn't been born yet and other times I come to face reality and ask myself what if she is a lycan and is cowering in some place I'm clueless about and is waiting for her mate to save her.
Nevertheless I hope to find her tonight; its one of the reasons why I still attend this stuff.
Someone knocks on the door which causes me to pull out of my thoughts.
I smell him before I see him and instantly I turn my face into the scowl I have managed to perfect as the years have gone by.
My back is to the door as I'm facing the full length mirror fixing my tie for tonight's dance attached to my walk in closet.
My 'father' walks in and he looks around the room upon seeing me dressing up he smirks and walks into the room shutting the door behind him.
He is dressed in a crisp black suit that hides how evil and cunning he is, he isn't tall actually and he's about 5 foot 8. He looks at me through the mirror as I have refused to turn around to look at him.
"I thought I was going to have to drag you out of this room to attend the ball." He says with a grin and touching his poorly kept beard.
I don't say anything instead I look him in the eye through the mirror with a scowl on my face.
"I see that you have gotten back to this childish ways you have refused to let go". I still refuse to say anything .
"How many packs are we expecting tonight" he asks.
"Four". I reply knowing if I don't I'll be at the end of the stick. Like as if he can read my thoughts he smiles at me.
"And all the adequate preparations have been made for all our guests" he inquires.
"Yes" I shortly reply.
"Good" he muses. "If there are any problems during this dance because of your laziness I won't hesitate to show you the stuff I'm made of" he continues.
I don't want to see it anyways probably be made of black slime and rotten fish.
'"Anyways I picked a lovely date for you which I'm sure you will enjoy tonight" His eyes glaze over and I realize he's calling whoever he picked.
A few seconds of silence pass between us until there is a faint knock on the door.
"Come in Vanessa dear".
Right on cue a blonde haired girl comes into the room and I grimace when I look at what she's wearing.
What she's wearing can't even be described as clothes that are meant to cover us up. She sashays into the room closing the door behind her and standing on the side of my 'father'.
"Asher my boy be a gentleman and introduce yourself to the lady" he said giving me a fake smile which clearly meant 'behave yourself or I'll deal with you'.
So I grudgingly turn around and plaster a fake smile towards the both of them. But I don't think the girl got my very clear disinterested expression because she came forward and put her hand out like as if she expected me to actually kiss her hand.
"I'm Vanessa Huggins" she giggled and squealed at the same time, her hand still outstretched to me.
"I'm Asher" I replied taking her hand going for a handshake instead of the kiss she was expecting.
She didn't seem pleased by the pout her blood red lips had formed but I didn't care. I released her hand and looked at my father who seemed pleased enough.
"Asher make sure you take good care of her tonight". Dominic said
"I'm sure I'll take very good care of him for you Alpha". Vanessa said with a weird look in her baby blue eyes.
My 'father' just let out a throaty laugh at what she said while I kept my face neutral and fists in my pocket.
''I know you will dear" he replies to Vanessa looking over at her.
"Could you please excuse us dear, I want to have a quick word with my son" he says to Vanessa.
She turns to go bowing her head to him but not before he tells her to wait downstairs in the living room as I would be down in the next few minutes.
As soon as the door closes he turns to me and reaches his hands into his jacket to bring out a small bottle that I've become accustomed to ever since I found out how evil this man before me can be.
"I see you didn't forget I was hoping you would so that I could tear you to pieces tonight" I growl at him.
"Don't try me this night boy". He growls throwing the glass bottle at me. I take a look at it and notice that the dosage today is more.
"Scared that I'll over take you someday?" I ask with one of my eyebrows shooting up to give him a quizzical look.
In seconds he has me against the wall and his right arm tightening my throat.
"You do not speak to me like that" he growls in my face which is just mere inches away from his own face. I don't do anything I just look him in the eye as if to challenge him.
"How else would I speak to an asshole like you" I sneer at him.
His eyes turn golden indicating that his wolf is in control, knowing that I would be in much more trouble if I don't shut up I don't instead I taunt him.
"What are you going to do hit me?" I said mocking him.
Within the next few seconds he gives a thundering punch to my right cheek and kicks me with his weirdly pointed shoe in my side. I double over from the pain and try to lift myself up but instead he puts the heel of his shoe on my bent over body and slams me into the tiled floor beneath me.
He then finishes off by injecting me with a syringe with a strange purple glimmering liquid and instantly I feel like somebody sucked out the small strength in me.
He huffs and stands up looking down at me.
He then walks towards the door and without turning over his shoulder he says "You have 10 minutes to get ready and if I do not see you within the stipulated time you will have dire consequences to face" he said calmly like as if nothing happened.
With that he closes the door behind him.
After a few minutes I pick up myself from the floor to take a look at my bruises. Not having my wolf with me sucks but I still heal like the average werewolf so by the time I check for any bruises there are none.
I sigh and adjust my tie and repacking my brown wave of hair that I've come to adore, I pack my hair into a sleek ponytail at the back of my head. I drink the witch's potion meant for keeping my wolf at bay and with a defeated sigh and the meagre strength I have, I head out of my room.
"....I declare this dance open in the name of the Moon Goddess" is what I hear as I enter the crowded hall with Vanessa dangling off my arm.
It doesn't surprise me that some unmated females stare at me.
Believe me when I say it isn't all that sweet.
I only have eyes for one person my mate. So with that thought in mind I sniff around for that delicious scent.
My 'father' calls for me and I so not politely leave Vanessa hanging I'm sure she would enjoy another male's company.
Once I reach Dominic I'm introduced to some of his measly friends who are only interested in capturing lycans and taking home any girl who will let herself be bought with their filthy riches.
After being introduced to all of his friends present I dismiss myself to go ahead and look for my mate.
Forty-five minutes of no luck I head back to the pack house feeling dejected.
Upon reaching my room I strip off all my clothes and go for a hot shower to relieve myself of today's stress.
Fifteen minutes later I'm on my bed and saying a quick prayer to the moon goddess to deliver me from this madness that is my so called 'father'... DOMINIC.
Gifts
-- Gift
received Weekly Power Status
-- Power
Ranking 
-- Power
stone