Novel & Cerita Ash Can Understand Pokemon Fanfiction

“At least just stay in the wheel chair until you get into the jet. By then you should feel strong enough to walk.” “People would look at me a type of way.” Ashley whined sad . She wanted to use her legs. This was the first time she was being set free to move far from the ground did the pack. She wanted to walk as much as she could because she doubted if Alpha Liam would let her walk out of his own pack. “You will be fine.” She said. At that moment, Alpha Lima received a call and left. Ashley reached for her back and was shocked to discover that she had no marks.

Alex smiled and took him in his arms, kissing his forehead as Ash breathed in his scent and sighing in relief when the pups stopped kicking him. "I'm so sorry, Alex. I will never stay away from you again; please just hold me! I've missed you so much, and your damn pups won't STOP KICKING ME! It freaking hurts! No more kids, Alex! I think one or two is quite enough, don't you? I mean shit! I'm big as a whale! It's going to take me forever to get my weight back under control, and on top of that, the little bit of stretch mark on my hips is so unattractive. I'll never be shirtless again!" Ash whines.

Unanswered questions it seems. "Alaya, wait." I feel Asher's hand on my arm. He's wearing satin gloves. Typical, he's a male either keeping to fashion trends, or he's not looking to find his mate tonight. At least I don't think I have a Luna yet. "I don't want to hear it. I'm done. I want to go home and pretend like none of this ever happened, because I'm going to get more information doing that, then standing around you for another second. Also, I'm pretty sure this is all some strange part of my imagination, after drinking those ridiculous drinks inside. What are they made of anyway?"

"Feel free to end the mind-l**k." I couldn't help but taunt him, wondering if he'd truly end the mind-l**k while I played with myself. I could almost see him in my head, lying in bed with nothing but a pair of boxers on. In my fantasy his hand slid slowly into his boxers, gripping the hardened length that pushed against the thin fabric. My name escaping his lips as he used my breathless moans for his own pleasure. Instead of ending the mind-l**k, Alpha Asher said something very unexpected.

Hey this is Ashley We have met before haven't we? -------------------------------------------------------------- A/N Hola Amigos Hope you guys liked this chapter!! I decided to switch it up EVEN MORE and add Sami's P.O.V. What do ya'll think? 🤔 What will Ashley bring to the story now? Stay tuneedd Have a great day everyone Love ya'll ❤

CHAPTER 41 _______________ TYR POV I can't rest now that we are under the power of Asher the power of illusion. It drowned us in a lava, our bodies were on fire but we didn't think about it yet we were dying because we already knew it wasn't real. "We still feel pain that we don't understand even if it's just an illusion." I shouted as I forced myself to swim in this lava where Psyche above was looking at us. he tries to escape, she makes a way to break the chain that binds her old body.

However, Team had been raised to believe compassion was weakness so many a time when Ash had tried to reach out for him he had instead been met with a fist. During his years living in his father household the only kindness Ash ever got was when Team choose to heal him after he had been punished. Sometimes Ash would miss that comfort so much he deliberately failed or spoke out of turn in public, knowing Team would be forced to punish him, just in the hope Team would come to his room late that night to offer to heal and comfort him. Ash had over the years come to care deeply for Team, taking the beatings in stride in return for the little comfort he was able to offer him. It was a complex and

“I could crawl into the mind of anyone I feel like, just as I did you, but I'm limited to yours, though.” “Thank goodness,” She said with a long sigh, “Well,” She continued, “The first time you got into my mind, it was horrifying…I don't want to talk about that else my view of you will change.” My eyes narrowed, “You mean when I came to you in the form of ash?” “Yeah, that one. How did you pull that up?” She asked,d flinging her hands in the air; she winced a little, bringing her arm down slowly. “The injected area still burns.”

Her stomach was bandaged, but her face wore a victorious smile. "Do you know what he told me just now?" She pulled a small crystal out of a bag on her wheelchair. The crystal glowed, projecting an image into the air. I saw myself thirteen years ago—in rags, covered in wounds, taken and broken by three rival Alphas. I was crawling on the ground, weeping, begging for mercy. "Shut up!" I snarled. "He said," Seraphina continued, letting the humiliating images play, "that he only saved you back then out of pity. But now, he's found the woman he was truly meant to love."

Sadness. I glanced down at the letter still clutched in my hand, the paper fragile and crumpled from my grip. Slowly, I allowed a sliver of lightning to dance along its edges, watching as the parchment caught fire. The flames consumed the letter quickly, reducing it to ash in seconds, and I let the remains fall to the table in a blackened heap. Ashes. Just like everything else in this cursed palace. I stormed out of the throne room, my footsteps heavy and my thoughts darker than the night itself. The halls were quiet, too quiet, and every echo of my boots against the stone reminded me of how alone I truly was about to become.