THE SHE-DEVIL AND HER ALPHAS

The car stumped on a pothole and Asher crashed heavily to the side of the truck but the pain woke him up.

What the ….

He shot up to his feet, frowned upon his body's sluggish response. Why was he as weak as a human? He then looked down and discovered his hands and legs were cuffed.

The confusion deepened.

What was going on? The last thing he remembered was the fight. His brother finally decided to attack him- when he was with no help.

But his arrogance failed him, if he wasn't so cocky about his ability, he wouldn't have fallen into Raphael's plan. He was sure of winning if not that interruption - Sabrina! 

She betrayed him for her powers, he should have known.

Raphael must have secretly helped her keep her powers on the night of that attack while everyone else thought she'd lost it - the woman was such a great actress.

But Asher knew his brother like the back of his hand, Sabrina was stupid to have struck a deal with him - one should never trust a Raven.

Raphael would be magnanimous at first but Asher bet he must have told her afterward - when she couldn't do anything -that betraying him was the payment for helping her keep her powers.

Asher snorted inwardly, there was no need punishing her for her betrayal, Raphael must have killed her already.

His only concern was Dan, he doesn't know how he would be able to take it. If Sabrina dies as he surmised, then that would be the death of the second woman he loved.

Dan would take it hard - that was for sure - and even think he's jinxed or something. Asher hopes he would be there for him but that would be after figuring out where he was and why he was here.

Where the hell was Raphael sending him?

Asher pulled at the bind again but got no result instead he cried out in pain - this was a silver handcuff.

To end a vampire you had to use stakes, behead or decapitate them, rip out the heart and of course, remember to burn them -just to be sure they don't survive since vampires had regeneration ability.

But there's another weapon which though cannot kill but can paralyze and do damage and that was silver.

Silver hurt night creatures but its effect was more severe in werewolves than them. 

Silver bullets were commonly used by hunters but once it penetrates the body of a werewolf, dissolves and enters the bloodstream and spreads throughout the body, causing sheer agony till the creature dies.

But unlike the wolves, the metal weakens vampires and depending on the pureness and quantity, even injures or paralyzes them until it's removed or fades away.

To date, no one understood why it had such an effect on them but it's believed that silver is a pure metal and since vampires were unpure creatures, they cannot stand it.

Also, the first vampire was cursed by Artemis to be burnt by the touch of silver since he stole her bow then.

It didn't burn Asher upon touch as people claimed, just caused him pain and the continuous exposure to it weakened him tremendously. 

The inside of the track was dark and he couldn't see a thing even with his ability - his powers were greatly hindered by these binds.

He couldn't even punch a dent in the trailer conveying him to God knows where and could only sit on the floor helplessly.

Asher's thought went to his mate, who knew what Raphael had in-store for her? The thought of his brother laying a hand on Lia made him boil with anger.

He just hoped Daniel and the rest of his men would be able to protect her until he found his way out of this mess.

Suddenly the truck stopped, they must have reached their destination, Asher thought. 

He pretended to be asleep and when the unsuspecting men dragged him out roughly, he launched an expected attack.

He kneeled the other before bashing his head against the body of the truck. The other grabbed his neck from behind but he pulled him over his body and flung him to the ground.

Sadly Asher was weak, that last move took the juice out of him and before he could retaliate, he was tackled to the ground with great speed.

More vampires sped out of the villa and subdued him in no time but that was not his concern at the moment.

He felt there were some strange changes to his body when in the truck he hadn't had time to check it due to the limited visibility but now? It was weird.

He looked muscular and taller which wasn't his normal body statue, did he grow overnight? 

This unwelcome discovery unsettled him and yes, some theories were running amok in his head, he was scared to acknowledge them - Asher was afraid he would find something horrifying.

A punch met his face, the force alone whipped his face to the side while blood was drawn from his lips.

Another met his stomach.

"What are you doing to him? Don't you know he's the Alpha's son?"

"Huh, Alpha's son?" Asher thought it was confusing him further.

Sure he was an Alpha's son but why were they speaking as if his father was still alive?

"The order was given by the Alpha, we should beat the hell out of him if he resists us," another said.

Given by the Alpha? His father was already dead, why would he give another order? Unless…..

Blood drained from Asher's face, it couldn't be what he was thinking, right?

"I need a mirror, "he said, but he was panicking so it came out as a whisper.

"What's he saying?!"

"Give me a mirror!" Asher yelled this time but the vampire's face distorted into anger.

"How dare you yell at me!" The vampire fumed and kicked him straight at the chest and Asher fell right back to the ground.

"Who the - "

"Cinch!" Another vampire stopped the angry vampire from landing another kick at Asher.

"Ezekiel might have given you the right to torture his son but Raphael is still the Alpha's son - nothing standing his crime, do show some respect "

Asher felt like he was hearing wrong, Ezekiel? He was in the Raven clan? But what made him more puzzled was them referring to him as Raphael.

He was Asher, not Raphael, couldn't they see the differences? Why were they blind? Why would he be Raphael?

And the uneasiness in his heart increased, every action so far has confirmed his suspicion but he needed to see for himself.

"I need a mirror" He pleaded with the guy who stopped that furious vampire from hurting him further.

The vampire frowned, "I don't understand your sudden obsession with mirrors but you'd get one once you're settled inside"

Asher wanted to demand it brought to him now, but since this one was the kindest among them so far, he decided not to bring him to anger too.

"Thank you," He said to the vampire whose brows furrowed together in confusion, since when did Raphael gain some manners? 

The vampire had always been an arrogant one because his daddy was in power. Well, vampires do change especially now he committed that crime.

Their idea of settling down was tossing him into a prison cell. His hands were chained to the prison wall and could only stretch to the length the chain allowed him to.

Though the chain wasn't made of silver but after he was shoved into this cell, they restrained and forced a sizable amount of vervain down his throat. Right now, he was so weak he could not even swat a fly, talk more, lift his arm. 

Asher was found on the floor, leaning against the wall when the vampire came in with the promised mirror.

"Here, it is " He stretched it towards Asher.

"Lift it to my face, " Asher told him weakly.

The vampire did as told and witnessed the numerous emotions play out on Raphael's face - as he thinks.

Shock, disbelief, anger, disappointment, sorrow, all flashed across his features in a short time.

"What is wrong?" The vampire called 

Marc asked out of concern. He had never been close with Raphael on a personal level but he felt something was amiss here.

"This is not me"

"Huh? I don't understand "

Asher turned towards him, "Would you believe me if I told you I'm Asher and I'm currently stuck in his body"

So far this vampire was the only one who had given him a listening ear and so thought he'd been curious when he exposed this piece of information but the way he shook his head and sighed in disappointment confused him.

"You don't believe me?" Asher's face fell

"Trying to steal Asher's mate wasn't enough, now you're claiming to be him too?"

Asher was confused.

"What are you talking about?"

"Why do you think you're held captive?" 

"I think that's enough for today, Marc," someone said and walked into the prison.

Asher glanced up and their eyes met, Ezekiel.