All Chapters of Sheryl; Alpha Ashton's Beloved Mate: Chapter 11 - Chapter 20

Third Person POVIt was easy getting into Sheryl ’s party when Scott’s dad was there. Scott and Sarah didn’t even need anexcuse to attend. Actually, Scott’s father insisted that he showed up.Sarah spent the better part of her morning picking wolfbane from her personal garden.She turned the wolfbane into a powder and placed it in a small vile she wore around her neck, tucking itinto her shirt; hidden and out of sight.Sarah wanted to destroy any chances of Sheryl getting her wolf on her birthday. Even though Sheryl wasskilled in combat, she would still be known as lesser without her wolf. Sarah would remain superior inher wolf form.As they got there, Sheryl was mingling with her guests and laughing. It annoyed Sarah.She took note that Sheryl had a wine glass that was placed on the table before her.“So, what exactly are we doing here?” Scott asked; she hadn’t told him her plan, other than to crash theparty.“We are here to support the birthday girl,” Sarah said with a plea

Sheryl ’s POVWhy did it have to be Professor Ashton that came to pick me up?How was I going to get through an entire drive back to campus? It was an hour away.He showed up a few minutes after I finished packing. I could hear him speaking to my father in thefoyer of the packhouse.“Thanks again for taking her back to school. I don’t want to take any chances,” my father said to him.“Any leads on who could have done this?”“None yet; she thinks it could have been her ex-boyfriend though. Or possibly the girl he was with. Idon’t have any evidence on that though.”“I can look into it as the school,” Ashton offered.“I appreciate that. Report to me any findings. I might send some of my men there too. Just to be safe.”“We’ll keep in touch,” Ashton said, shaking my father’s hand.“I know I can count on you,” my father said in return.I cleared my throat as I made my way down the stairs; they both turned to look at me. My father with a worried look and Ashton… well … Ashton once again h

Ashton’s POVShe was looking at me like she had seen a ghost. The color in her face was gone and her oddly coloredeyes were wide. Max could sense that she received her wolf and insisted that we go and see her rightnow. But as I stood in the doorway of the infirmary, staring into her eyes, I realized I probably shouldn’thave come here.It was taking everything I had to keep Max at bay; he wanted to rip himself from me and run to our mate. He was saying how beautiful her wolf was and how much he wanted to bask her in a loving scent.She no longer just smelled like honeysuckle; I could almost smell the scent of the ocean too. There wasan odd smell of salt water; it was comforting. It was like standing at the beach without the hassle of thesand or birds.She was at a loss for words; I’m sure she wasn’t expecting that I, her professor, would turn out to be her mate. I probably wasn’t at all how she envisioned her mate. I wouldn’t blame her if she ran in theopposite direction.However

Sheryl ’s POVBy the time I could form words out of my mouth, Scott was already snoring. I stood frozen at the door,just staring at him. That’s all I could think to do.Hearing his words caused my heart to ache. She hated me because I was a Volana wolf. I know my kindisn’t accepted by some; they find us dangerous and threatening. But I have never tried to pose a threatto anyone. I stand up for what I believe in and help those in need. I’m far from dangerous but I knownot all in our world see it that way.“What did he just say?” Ashton asked; for a moment, I forgot he was standing near me.I saw the complete confusion on his face.I didn’t want to stay in Scott’s room any longer, so I left. As we got into the empty halls, I turned to him,trying to keep the tears out of my eyes.“Please don’t tell my father,” I managed to utter as I stared up at him.“What did he mean that you are a Volana? Is that true?” His tone seemed cold.“I never want to hurt anybody,” I whispered. “If Sarah

Sheryl’s POV“Remind me again why you have to go to the Calypso pack tonight?” Rachel asked, watching me pack my suitcase from her bed.“Because Professor Ashton is my ride to my pack,” I tell her. “Per my father’s orders…” I add.“So, why go to his pack?”“I guess there’s an issue there he needs to address,” I explain. “The dinner my mom is having isn’t untiltomorrow. So, we are going to the Calypso pack tonight so he can address whatever is happeningthere. Then, we are leaving for Elysium tomorrow.”Before she could say anything more, there was a knock on our door. I went to answer it and saw Ashtonstanding before me, holding his own suitcase.“Are you ready?” He asked, his face remaining expressionless.“Almost,” I answer, I let him inside my dorm as I finish packing my suitcase. Rachel was standing to herfeet quickly, adjusting her closing and giving Ashton a quick bow of respect.“Hello, Professor,” she said quickly.He didn’t respond to her; he looked her over briefly before