Amber Scholl And Colby Brock 소설 & 이야기

Adams was trying to resist whatever was trying to drain his life out of him as he struggled inside Ashton. "What is it, Adams?" Ashton asked. "Where are we?" Adams asked. "In some kind of cell. I guess it is filled with mountain ash!" Ashton said. The guard who had brought him only pushed him into the cell from a distance. He then used some special switch to close the door. Mountain Ash was a special substance that could be used to trap wolves. Any wolf that was trapped using the mountain ash would never break free because the moment they tried, they will feel like every born in their body had been electrocuted.

His dark eyes burned into my own, making my heart speed exponentially. “Will you be good, Lola?” Alpha Asher murmured; his thumb pressed against my chin. “I will.” I nodded honestly. “I’m just going for lunch.” “Good.” Alpha Asher murmured, “I have to make sure everything is ready for this afternoon. Alpha Bran is making quite the spectacle of your fight.” “Spectacle?” I scowled. “Alpha Bran enjoys the crowd.” Alpha Asher murmured; his eyes dark. “He already believes he’s won—he wants to show off his prize.”

Guilt. Asher’s face, which had lit up the moment he saw her, now faltered. His smile flickered, and the confidence he usually exuded cracked. He tried to hold her gaze, but Olivia could see the storm of emotions brewing behind his eyes—the tension in his jaw, the way his shoulders stiffened as if bracing for a blow. "Asher," she whispered, her voice trembling with the mix of emotions coursing through her. Her fingers, which had been inches away from touching him, now hovered in the air, unsure.

Ash’s POV The roar of the clubhouse hit me before I even turned off my engine. Laughter, shouts and the sound of bottles clinking rent the air and for a moment, I wonder how they could easily fall back into their normal lives less than twelve hours after an attack. It was chaos the way I remembered it, but somehow louder and more… non challant. Inside, the air was thick with smoke and sweat. A few brothers cheered when they saw me, others nodded, their eyes sharp, reading me like they weren’t sure what version of Ash had come back.

Leo’s hands grabbed and pulled me back, but I yanked her toward me. “Get her!” Gabe shouted. The triumph in his voice fueled me. Leo fell backward over the table and took me with him. Of course, I still wouldn’t let her go. She screamed angrily and swiped at me, but someone caught her arm before she could fall on me. Looking up, I saw Shane standing beside us. He gave me a side-eye, which, only hours ago, was endearing, but now I found annoying. I hadn’t had the urge to slap Shane since he forced me into his car at Alki, but I felt it rushing back with a vengeance.

When he steps back, Quinn and Brooke both take turns as Cole and Sam make their way over. I find myself holding my breath as they approach Brock. My mate, my brother, and my ex… what could possibly go wrong? But to my surprise, Brock is actually the one who reaches for Sam’s hand first, shaking it. “Glad to see you on your feet,” Sam says, giving a little nod. “Thanks to you, I hear,” Brock responds. I might’ve mentioned how Sam jumped in after Brock lost consciousness- figured that it could only help the relationship between the two of them.