Ahsoka X Anakin Novels & Stories

************** Letty - POV My blood boiled as I overheard Silas yearning for a weak human mate. I had done everything possible to gain Silas's never care for me, but he refused to consider my offer to be his as a real Luna and not a temporary one. Yet, I longed to be a true Luna.

he said, “Alpha Boris has passed the ridge with his men. He’s truly gone. Do you wish us to send a runner after him?” My lips parted, but I didn’t speak. My answer never came. *** ALPHA BORIS’ POV As soon as she told me that she was unwilling to accompany me, I kept on insisting, but Ashina was not ready. I could understand that before she had met me, she had come here with a motive and that motive was revenge and to set her people free. I had great respect for her.

Hold that thought. You didn't see anything, did you? "Damn, this chick can fight!" Rey whistles, his eyes raking Ava's body intently. I dart an icy, chilling glare at Rey who chuckles and glances over at Pres, also holding his laughter back while I pin them both with my deadly, dangerously threatening gaze. "Your mate, your mate! My bad," Rey remarks, holding his hands up in defeat. I roll my eyes and turn my attention back to the ongoing fight.

Hunter said and continued. "You know we had one more member in our gang. Her name was Sarah. She was like our family. The girl was in love with Rasmus. When she turns 18 she found out Rasmus was her mate but then everything stopped during the rogue attack, and she was killed. She was like a sister to me. I loved her as much as I loved Aurora and Angela. But she left us. It broke us apart but Moon Goddess sent Catherine and she named her baby Sarah," Hunter rasped. His eyes were misty.

"Remind me again how my Chosan here was made to believe that age was the Chosan. I don't think that I got that yet." Without Kolan looking at me nor opening her eyes, she sighed heavily and her open palms were still moving over Chosan's body. Her face dropped further down. The anxiousness of waiting for her to start talking, almost killed me. I never would have believed that I was gonna feel this way for anyone. An unexplainable way that could be dangerous if let to grow.

The same way Sage had glared intensively at Xavier, Clause is. "Come with me," Clause says, walking towards me and grabbing my hands. Xavier halts him by taking my other hand, making me a victim to the men. "She works for me, Mickleson," Xavier blurts, his tune low and venomous. "I don't fucking care, but she's coming with me," Clause insists, pulling me, with Xavier pulling back. I winced at the grip Xavier had on me, which I'm sure was going to leave a bruise.

Arson nuzzles my neck and then yawns. “What time are we leaving?” Arson asks drowsily, looking at Jase over my shoulder. Ransom sits in the chair in front of me, moving my other foot so he can sit instead of stand while Jase moves around handing out mugs full of delicious coffee. He places creamer and sugar beside me for everyone to reach.

89 ANNALISE I stood in the clearing, the remnants of our victory still echoing in my ears, I turned to face Janet. The moment felt monumental, heavy with the weight of our shared past. I had witnessed her strength, her courage, and I knew she was ready to lead the pack into a new future. “Janet,” I began, my voice steady. “I am handing you the leadership of the pack. You are their alpha now. You have the strength and wisdom to guide them.”

I nod, “Since I have to be visible, I’ll assign myself to their tables and make vague comments. But we have to give them a chance to get me alone and allow them to strike.” He nods. “That’s why we need everyone to come in and plan this carefully.” As soon as he walks away, my mind keeps spinning with possible plans. There are so many things to consider. Within the hour, every Assassin within the vicinity is once again sitting at the conference table. I look around with amazement; Priest, Corbin, Dragon, Stryker, Cameron, Jaxon’s niece, Valkyrie, a Scotsman who is ironically named Scotty, Phanthom and Heathen join our group. Phantom is the strong, quiet type, while Heathen is a loud, rugged c

Mason was just too big to gain anymore speed, much to large to maneuver as quickly. The chattering died down as Alpha Asher stepped into the room. Two of his warriors followed behind. I couldn't still the swarm of butterflies that formed in my stomach, nor the prospect of being partnered with Asher. His honey colored eyes roamed the room, never once glancing my way. His hair sat messily on his head, while his black t-shirt rippled and dipped as it pressed against his muscles. "Continue with offense and defense." Alpha Asher's voice was rough and commanding, "My men will be going around the room to help with your techniques."