Ashley's POV I won't go down without putting up a fight. With that in my head, I landed on my feet, swinging an arm in the air. The Intruder's eyes shone in surprise, he was taken aback by my moves. I was surprised as well, I must have learned a thing or two during my survival in the dungeon. A familiar scent filled the air and I wondered if my prediction was right. In no time, I pinned the intruder against the wall. He groaned painfully and tried to fight back but I was faster. I rammed my hand into his face pulling off his mask. "What!? Stanley!?" I yelled, staggering backward as his face was revealed. Relief coursed through me as I realized that it wasn't a killer sent by Alpha Simpson- I guess it wasn't my time to die yet. And Stanley? Although he was a pain in the ass, I could handle him. "Wow! You asshole!" I yelled as I heard the snapping of bones, he was shifting. "Bring it on," I gritted, taking up a defensive pose. I knew if Stanley shifted, I wouldn't stand a chance
Regan's POV It was the dead of the night. My shadow guard and I dismounted from our horses. I unsheath my sword, swinging it freely in the air. Strutting through the darkness, I skidded my way deep into the forest while my shadow guard, Adrian, fixed the horses. We had a mini stable concealed within the woods. It was stashed far away from the point of rendezvous. It was where we kept the horses out of sight, we couldn't be discrete enough. I was almost entering the castle when Adrian appeared beside me, We exchanged knowing glances and walked in, how I covet his supernatural abilities. Unlike the cave where I had met the three wise men some weeks ago, we were supposed to have a full house today and the castle is our court. With Adrian stationed beside me, I walked into the castle and quietly, I proceeded to my seat which was the highest seat in the court. All members who were already seated rose to their feet, bowing their heads. They all remained standing and at the right sec
Regan's POVMaximus galloped down the uneven terrain and in no time we were facing the palace."Whao!" I yelled, pulling the bridle. We were at the grazing range from where Adrian usually takes charge, it was just a few meters away from the palace.At my command, Maximus receded and came to a halt.Mounting down, I fixed his reins and patted his mane, reassuring him that Adrian would come for him.Whilst he grazed, I strapped my quiver in his scabbard. With a heavy heart, I embraced the cold night.I was just a few steps away from my chambers when I heard a swoosh from behind."My Prince, danger lurks ahead…" Adrian appeared from nowhere, mind-linking me.With his tongue on the hilt of his special sword, he wrapped his arm around my middle, pinning me to himself.Yes, it's the only extraordinary ability that I possess. I can see werewolves even when they use their masking technique to hide their presence.With my body pinned into Adrian's, we both became invisible."Yelp!" He cried an
Ashley's POV I fidgeted as I sat down waiting for Alpha Simpson. Earlier, I was dragged from the slave quarters and bundled down to his office. Whilst waiting, l perceived his aura from a distance. Knowing fully well that he had arrived, I rose to my feet with my head bowed and my arms folded in front of me. The door flung open and he strolled in, his aura filling the air. "Good morning Alpha Simpson. I am honored to …" "Refrain from traditions… You must have been flustered when they dragged you down here. I could have ordered them to be more careful, but you are a slave, to avoid unnecessary rumors, you should be treated as one." he said uneasily as he took his seat. Why must he say it to my face? Hearing him refer to me as a slave hurt me to the bones, but he was damn right. Isn't he? I heard footsteps from behind and I turned around. That was when I realized that Alpha Simpson wasn't alone, he had come with his Luna. What the hell did they have to say? I thought as I bowed in
Ashley's POV It felt surreal as the horse galloped down the wild. It was a mixed feeling of fear and excitement. At first, my heart pounded. My eyes shone wide and I was overwhelmed. Conscious of the Prince behind me, I shifted uneasily, trying to avoid contact with his body, but it was a useless effort. At one point, I wondered if he was doing it intentionally, but I realized that it wasn't intentional- his focus was on the clearing as he guided the horse forward. "Giddy up!" He yelled and the horse sped on. I was riding on a royal horse and the pack's Prince was the rider. Despite the implication, I decided to be greedy. I was in safe arms and I care less about the consequences. Shutting my eyes, I held the reins tighter and savored the freshness of the howling wind. I pushed myself backward, easing myself into Logan's chest. My back crashed into his hard and warm chest, and I moaned softly…I was surprised at the sound of it. Like it wasn't enough, I jeered my head backwa
Ashley's POV "Allen!" I yelled as soon as I stepped into the pack house. I had walked all the way from Lovers Lounge while Logan was taken away by the guards. A series of unanswered questions ran across my mind. I was going crazy and I couldn't think straight. I needed a break, a diversion, and there it was, Allen- the best diversion. I hadn't seen him today and it was past noon already. Seeing him and his improved state was all I needed to take my mind off all my aches. At first, I took hurried steps, but slowly, I began to run, and at the end, I sprinted all the way down to the room where Allen was kept. Breathing hard, I stood before the guard who was stationed by the door. I bowed in greetings and he opened the door wide. Swiping off the sweat on my forehead, I proceeded in. I smiled faintly as I beheld Allen. He had gotten up from the bed. He was sitting on a stool and he looked more radiant and colorful. "I am glad to see you're up. Seeing you looking better made my day,"
Ashely's POV My body became limp and I couldn't breathe. Tears spilled down my face as my eyes closed in death. A strange feeling of peace took over me, one that I could not explain. "It is over," it was the last thought in my head as I embraced darkness. But something changed. The claws buried in my neck receded. The pressure on my neck vanished and the choking stopped. An arm slid under my neck, jeering my body vigorously. "Ash...ley.." At first it wasn't clear, but the voice yelled repeatedly, calling me out of oblivion. Air rushed into my lungs and I coughed repeatedly. I still couldn't move but my sensation has returned. I felt the arms wrapped around my body and l also felt blood squirting from my cuts on my neck. It took all the ounce of strength within me to push my eyes open, I guess I didn't really want to die. My eyes fluttered open but I couldn't see anything. But my ears caught a sound, it was a sigh, some sighed shakily beside me. "Thank goodness," the person
Adrian's POV The First Responders is a group within the secret sect. It's the arm of offense and defense. It's as old as the sect itself. Although I was the first member, I had to hand-pick leaders for different successions, this is because I couldn't continue to lead the group, I had numerous tasks on my shoulders. But when duties call, I am always in the picture, of course taking the lead. I still remember my first set of operations as a first responder. At that time, King Carter; Prince Regan's father, was just annihilated alongside all the members of his immediate family. Only Prince Regan was spared and he was badly wounded. The three wise men ordered that I get the Prince out of the palace unnoticed, he needed to be treated. Although I was blessed with supernatural abilities. I knew I was going into the Lion's den. We were still in the heat of the seizure. King Muna who usurped the throne was still bleating about like a deranged dog, killing everyone connected to the late