AsherPanic. That was the first emotion I felt. It hit me like a damn wrecking ball. My reflexes were on overdrive as I pushed the blonde away and dashed towards the lake almost. I had caught a glimpse of her from the corner of my eye as she stood there, sipping beer or something. My mind was set on ignoring her and focusing on the blonde and her wet, sloppy kissed. But with her standing merely a few feet away, it was a struggle. I barely registered the kisses. And the moment her scream reached me and I spotted her toppling headfirst into the cold, dark water of the lake, everything, just everything, went to hell. My heart almost lurched into my mouth with fear, my feet moving on their own accord towards her.“Move!” I growled, pushing through the crowd, who stood there watching and enjoying the drama, not even attempting to help her.“Ivy!” It was Eli’s panicked voice. And he looked just as panicked as he sounded, ready to jump. But before he could have a chance, I was already in the

Asher“Her? Who’s her?” Blondie demanded, her face turning the color of her dress as she glared at me.I peered back at her clueless, not sure why I said that crap out of nowhere. I was sweating hard, my heart slamming against my chest and there was a weird sensation, an unspoken need that made my skin prickle and my veins almost about to pop with frustration.“I…” I rubbed my face and as much as I really needed to fuck the life out of someone at the moment, the idea of touching the blonde didn’t feel appealing.And it blew my mind because the blonde was exactly the kind of woman I usually desired. I knew when I stripped her dress off, I would be greeted with expensive, sexy lingerie underneath. I knew she would be the one who would moan so loudly that probably both my brothers two doors away could hear her. I knew she would let me fuck her, however I wanted the moment my fingers touched her. I knew all her responses down to the t, so I knew exactly what moves to pull.Because that’s

IvyHis fingers slipped inside my shorts while his naked body pressed down on mine. Skin to skin touching, the warm, masculine scent—a concoction of leather, bourbon and cedar wood, seeped into my senses. “You really can’t hide from me,” he whispered in my ear as his deft fingers pushed through my wet folds and found their way inside me. “Oh…” I moaned, my fingers curling into his curls as he pushed his finger deeper and deeper inside me. “See? You want me…” I bit my lip hard as he pulled at my lobe. “Then why do you keep fighting me?” “Don’t to…touch me…” I groaned, not meaning a single syllable. “I can pleasure you like no one can,” I was close, his fingers hitting all the right spots. “I can make you scream…” “Please…stop,” I moaned. “I can fuck you like no one ever has…” So close…I was so so close. “You know why…?” “Asher…” I clenched his hair tighter as he pushed me closer and closer to the edge. “Because I am your…mate,” and I exploded all over his hand the moment that

Asher“Be nice to her,” Eli warned, handing me the bouquet of red roses. “You already said enough back there. I thought you were trying to protect her?”Eli told me all about how the warriors hated Ivy and what Graham had tried to do with her and what she had done in return. It was funny that she almost broke a powerful warrior like Graham’s nose, but I was also a bit proud of her for standing up for herself like a true warrior should. He suspected that it might be Graham who pushed Ivy into the lake. And I swear if he was right, Graham and I would have a little talk of our own.“I am. From now on, she'll be training with me," I stated, grimacing at the beautiful flowers.“You questioned her abilities right in front of that dickwad, Graham,” Eli pointed out.“That's because Ivy doesn't seem like the one who would want me to be publicly protective towards her. And I didn’t want to make it too obvious. That was the o

AsherI wasn’t sure how I was supposed to react as I spied the dead white wolf lying on the cold floor. Her coat was white as snow and in her eyes there was a blank, hollow look that immediately made me avert my gaze. It was a really depressing sight.“What is this?” Mac whispered.“That’s what I want to know,” I mumbled. “What is this?”“What do you think?” Logan asked.“A dead white wolf?” I offered.“It’s not just some dead white wolf, Ash. It’s been fifteen days since we spotted her here…” Noah said.“And your point is?” I demanded.“Look closely. It hasn’t decayed, and that’s not normal. Look at that spotless white coat. This should have been a lump of bones and fur, if anything,” Logan said.“And that’s not all. Look into her eyes…” Noah added. Even though I didn’t want to, I did move closer to take a glance. At first, nothing seemed out of…ordinary. But as I moved even closer, forcing myself to look into t