Ash Ketchum Novels & Stories

she did. This boy. Was there nothing he couldn’t do? It was like watching magic. He was magnificent. Every catch and run and throw he did looked like perfection. He was almost angelic. Em shook her head and started looking for Asher again. “What’s Asher’s number again?” She asked. “25” said Sylvia, rather quickly..

He plays the footage from the camera flash he got from the lab. We carefully watch everything in the video. Alpha Tate’s wolf wasn’t comfortable seeing it again, he’s growling and radiating anger energy from his body, but we had to watch it. It’s the only way to know who these scientists are. “There.” He points at the screen. Oliver pauses the video, taking it back a little and stops at the face of one of the doctors. “Isn’t that Justin’s father?” Oliver asks, staring at the screen intensely. He does look exactly like Justin though.

"For what?" "For everything," Asher replied, the briefest of smiles tugging at his lips. "I know this isn’t easy, but I appreciate it." Carlisle returned the smile, though it was small and laced with concern. "That’s what betas are for, right?" Asher nodded, but his thoughts were already elsewhere, focused on how to get back his family. *** Veronica had just finished wiping down the café’s counter when the chime above the door jingled, signalling a new customer. She glanced up with her usual warm smile. The man who walked in was dressed in a plain suit, the kind that was deliberately unremarkable.

He smiled, his high but soft voice made my nerves immediately settle. “This is my mate, Gemma.” Lazarus said without missing a beat and I froze in disbelief. “Oh! Well it is an absolute joy to meet you, Gemma. I’m Asher.” The man said. I recognized the name immediately from a distant memory. Asher’s gift of healing was said to be extremely rare and held incredible power. Apparently, he was highly sought after among the other packs, but everyone else was too afraid of Lazarus to try and challenge him for Asher.