Out of the Ashes のすべてのチャプター: チャプター 31 - チャプター 40

Narrator-Miranda stared into Asher's dark orbs, and she shyly pulled her bottom lip into her mouth before she got an idea."I'll fix it," she began to speak while she kept her gaze steady on his eyes, "if you let Asher back in control."Asher frowned, his dark pupils becoming angry, but Miranda didn't falter in her resolution. She had kept Asher's explanation from this morning in her mind. Whenever tensions were high, Asher's wolf would take control, but if she could always get Asher back even when he was emotional, maybe this would be easier for them both.Asher growled in Miranda's face, and she blinked quickly, but tried to appear calm. Asher's eyebrows relaxed just slightly when he realized that Miranda wouldn't budge in her demand, then finally his vision began to clear.Miranda watched in silence as Asher's pupils lightened from black to brown, until they were clear, and their golden rims were back to their original color.Asher looked at Miranda and he sighed and gulped softly.

Narrator- "You have to help me get out of here." Miranda stated, while rushing to pack up her personal belongings after taking a quick shower and dressing for the day. Anise sat on the bed, her hand petting the side on which Asher loved to sleep on. "Well, it is early morning, which means that both vampires and rogues are sleeping, making the forest relatively safe for you to escape." Anise explained, while frowning softly. "Exactly. So how do I get out of here?" Miranda wondered, while gathering her hair in her palms, before tying them above her skull in a ponytail. Miranda was too busy packing up to notice the forlorn visage which took over Anise's facial features. The once lively Luna now suffered phantom pains in her chest, as if her heart had been cut out, and yet her brain didn't understand that, and it all had to do with the way Asher looked at Miranda earlier. Anise knew it was selfish of her to change gears now and get Miranda as far away from Asher as possible, and

Narrator-As the hours of the day escaped into eternity, Asher couldn't help but entertain himself with the idea of having a relationship with Miranda. The Alpha often excused himself from his laptop, only to study the human girl while she sat on his bed and focused on her recipes.The Alpha admired her quirks and strange habits. When lost in her work, Miranda picked at her physique in the strangest ways. She bit the corners of her nails and picked at her cuticles. When she'd tire herself from that, she'd then crack her knuckles and roll her neck to release the pressure built around her cervical spine, then she'd proceed to bite the inner lining of her mouth.Around the mid-day hours, Miranda opted for a nap. As she slept soundly, Asher chanced to take a seat near her sleeping form. Miranda was lying on her back with her hand resting on her stomach. Her knees were pulled close, her neck turned to the left. Her hair had fallen slightly on her face.The Alpha carefully removed the hair a

Narrator- "You FOOLS!" Damien boomed while standing behind his desk and leaning on his forearms. The bald, pale vampire twins sat on the chairs facing the Mayor's desk. The one who sat to the right had his arms crossed and a blank look in his sunken eyes. His cheeks held no color, and the corners of his lips were slightly downturned, as if over the conversation like a teenager being scolded for lying. The twin who sat on the left picked at his long black nails, and grinded his teeth, which were darkened with thick black plaques at the root of his gums. "You let her get away." Damien accused with a low tone which hardly matched the deadly and dangerous glint in his slit-like eyes. "She didn't lose her Were abilities, even after all these years." The Right Twin said. "That is still not an excuse," Damien counterargued sharply, making the twin blink and roll his eyeballs all at once, "I hired you for a job. Not to scale walls and cause property damage." "We'll catch her eventually.

Narrator- Miranda wrapped her arms around Asher's neck again and pushed herself even more against him to deepen the kiss. The pushback was strong enough to have Asher's spine connecting with the door. The Alpha smiled at the girl's bravery, then with one huff, while still kissing her, he turned their bodies around and pinned Miranda's back to the door. He then removed her hands from around his neck and held her wrists against the wooden barricade with his large palms. Asher then pressed his face against Miranda's, forcing the back of her skull against the door, while he deepened the kiss with his tongue and lips alone. Miranda could barely catch her breath, and yet she kissed him back with the same vigor. Asher removed his lips from Miranda's mouth, and kissed on the skin of her neck, as he reached his arms down and hoisted her frame against his. Wrapping her legs around Asher's waist, Miranda connected their bodies together, and the feeling of Asher's arousal rubbed against the ax