Ahs Madison Novels & Stories

He shifted uncomfortably, unable to decide what to do with Madison and her tears. “Hey, chill, Madison! You can come down and see me anytime. I’m not leaving the country or the planet!” he said, stressing the last part. Madison wiped her tears and stood up angrily. “Where are you joining?” she demanded bitterly. “Silver Spring Resorts. Why?” Ashton didn’t like her stance. Definitely, something was going on in her mind. He was a free-spirited guy! He hated being tied down. “You’ll see!” she stormed out of his apartment without a word.

“Depends. Is this a casual call or a ‘something is wrong’ call?” “Definitely the second one.” “Give me ten minutes.” Madison arrived exactly twelve minutes later with two coffees and his laptop tucked under his arm. He dropped into the chair beside me at the kitchen table. “Okay,” he said. “What kind of chaos are we dealing with today?” I held up the flash drive. “Asher gave me this.” Madison raised a brow. “Well that’s not suspicious at all.” “He said I should watch it before making any more decisions involving Harrison.”

Alex We’ve been back to Aspen, at my estate for the last few days. It feels good to be back in my own space, the security of my own home, all my familiar comforts around me. Being on the road so often staying in hotel rooms is not what it’s all cracked out to be. Madison and I have hardly spoken since I gave her the last orgasm. She’s definitely got that trying to ignore me thing going on. I mean, seriously? What is her problem?

The room is only dimly lit by a night light hanging in the far corner. I sat up from the bed and untied the wound in my abdomen. I cringe at the wound. I can’t believe the human's got hold of Zylian poison. But I guess I am lucky to be found and treated by my mate or else I am sure I will be in serious trouble. The wound is not wholly healed but I’m sure I will be healed completely in a week or less than that if I can get medical treatment from my planet healers. I cringed as I tried to stand up. It still hurts but I can tolerate the pain.

For my lack of a wolf? The humiliation I’d made out of myself at the game tonight? Alpha Rhys Jaeger is known as the “Mad Alpha”, mentally deranged Coach who keeps himself off the ice during the games but keeps his pack hockey players in check. While he stands beside Alpha Silas, he looks more calm than the rumors portrayed, towering over even Silas’s pure muscles and height of 6 '2. Everyone knows about him. Or… thinks they do. They say he doesn’t have control when he shifts. That he’d killed Alphas during games, that he doesn’t keep wives, but sex slaves and trophies.

POV MADDISON The heavy scent of leather, sweat, and spent adrenaline lingered in the cabin of the SUV long after the security team had cleared the shipping yard. Asher drove us back to the Blackwood estate with a calm, satisfied smirk stretching across his rugged face, his large hand resting heavily on my bare knee the entire way. I leaned my head against the cool glass of the window, my body completely exhausted but my mind sharper than it had ever been. Richard was desperate enough to hire thugs, which meant he was entirely out of options.

Madison tells me. “And I was just making sure she is alright." The guy gives me a huge grin with perfect white teeth. "There is alot going on around here. You can never be sure.” He looks me up and down. He knew very well who I was. And he is suggesting that Madison needs protecting from me. “What’s your name?” “Ash, Ash Thomas.” “Right.” Madison smiles at me. “Ash was just going.” “Are you sure? I mean….” He gestures his head at me.

"Madison. What are you doing here?" "Working, obviously." She made a show of examining her manicure. "Daddy's company has a partnership with Hartley Group. He thought an internship would look good on my resume." Her eyes narrowed. "The real question is what are you doing here?" "Same as you," I said evenly. "Working." "Really?" Madison's lips curled into a smirk. "Because the last I heard, the Ashford name was toxic. Your daddy's in prison, your family's broke, and you—" She paused for effect. "—you were the punch line of every joke in Manhattan."