Asgore Novels & Stories

When my ex-boyfriend Harry Thorne went bankrupt, his family forced him into an arranged marriage to save their sinking business. I handed him an abortion record and vanished without a trace. Five years later, we crossed paths again. He tossed a stack of a hundred grand in front of me, telling me to get into his bed on my own accord. I complied. In the heat of his breathless, passionate kisses, I fell under the fleeting illusion that he still loved me. That was till his fingers brushed against the scar on my lower abdomen, and he shoved me to the floor in a fit of rage. “You left me for money, and now you come back wagging your tail, groveling for the exact same thing? How shameless can you b

Memories of the heated moment I shared with Sage in the elevator came flooding back, making me feel aroused. I bit my lower lip, clutching on the hem of my shirt, and just then the door dinged open. I really hope that there are no wolves lurking around; I bet they'd smell how turned on I was. Sage and I haven't really seen each other each other since I recovered from my injury. I don't know why he is so against me working for Xavier, but it's not going to hold me back regardless of what he thinks; I want to be independent.

Apparently, this wasn't supposed to be my job as it was the duty of my Gamma to calculate all expenses made in a month, but I just wanted to check it out myself today. I picked up a calculator and started doing my math when the door opened and my Beta and Gamma walked in. They both acknowledged me and then took the two seats before me. I stopped what I was doing and gave them my full attention. “Did you find out if our assumption about the mark on the rogue's body is correct?” I asked, my gaze fixed on Asher. He took a deep breath, then nodded. “No, I didn't. After you left yesterday, I tried finding out from Logan about it, but he claimed he told you the truth.”

The next few days felt lonely and quiet. The space he left felt like a huge void. The case Logan was working on was taking off. The media had finally got hold of the story. He sent me an article that had been released. I couldn’t believe it; the local police commissioner was being accused of marital rape and abuse. Logan admitted they had been asked to help prosecute the police commissioner. I was in shock. He had found no evidence that he could prove. Everyone was very tight-lipped.