Ash X Miette の小説・ストーリー

They’d protect me with their lives, no matter how much I protested. ‘Thanks for the personal brigade of wolves, but it’s really not necessary.’ I shot my snarky response down the mate-bond between Asher and I, hurling it like a flaming projectile intent on destruction. ‘You can call them off now, or at least tell them to stop acting like I don’t know they’re following me.’

I couldn't take it anymore, and I slapped Rosa on the face. Since I had to do a lot of work by myself in the mountains, I had gotten a lot stronger. So, her face was swollen in no time. When she saw Yoel from the corner of her eyes, she took the opportunity to fall to the ground. Her white dress was tainted by the mud immediately. Yoel had just returned from collecting water from the river. When he saw what happened, he anxiously threw the bucket to the side.

"Master Shiloh, don't believe a word Aspen says—she's a compulsive liar. No, let me rephrase—every lie she told about me was nonsense. But when it comes to Andrew and Michael, I have to admit, she was spot on. These two are absolute bastards!" Michael immediately shot back, "Master Shiloh, here's the truth—the Wellers and the Stevens are the real scumbags here! Harvey is nothing but a depraved beast. And Aspen? Please—she's no better. I heard she let Rodney Sanford from Madblade Martial Academy feel her up all over!" Aspen's face turned red with fury as her darkest past was dragged into the open. Christina quickly stepped in. "Aspen, calm down! We're here to invite Master Shiloh, not start a

Warren chuckled as he threw the first axe. Jessie screamed in pain, I was excited to see where Warren hit him. He was right he sucked at aiming with the axes. He was just throwing to hit, we would not know what damage had been done until the wheel stopped. Warren though the next two axes and I stopped the wheel. “I wish I had four axes like you have stars” Warren grumbled as he walked over.

"I know I messed up, but I want to help now. I want to do my part." Liya and Whizz exchanged a glance, their skepticism still present, yet tempered by a sense of cautious hope. The road ahead was uncertain, but the unity in the room was undeniable. Samuel's voice was a quiet acknowledgment of their shared determination. "We've all made mistakes, but if we work together, we can bring down Mr. Michael and expose the truth." The glasses were lowered, the wine within them a symbol of their shared commitment. The room seemed to hold its breath, the feeling of the moment swirling around them.

“I don't care what Alex thinks about you. I’m here for you alone. You can choose either the easy way or the hard way.” “I don't give a fuck.” Mia croaked out. Wow. The audacity. “Year of birth?” Ashish continued like he didn't hear. Mia shook her head, trembling so hard the chair rattled. “Stop… please.” “Wrong answer.” Ashish replied. His claw traced down her left arm, slow at first, then curled deep, pulling out white bloody flesh. Mia let out a bloodcurdling scream. “Year,” Ashish barked with a growl.

Axel exhaled and walked to the bottle of whiskey, picked it up, and stretched it toward Asher. “Pour it,” Asher muttered coldly. I scoffed under my breath, taking another drag as I watched them. “What the fuck is wrong with you?” Axel snapped, frustrated. “Don’t tell me you’re fucking angry because of what happened to that bitch.” “Don’t call her that. She’s Ashira, not a bitch… and she’s in that state because of you,” Asher shot back coldly. “You kept quiet while I served her the crabs and oysters. You were fucking curious too, and now you’re blaming me,” Axel snapped, irritated at Asher’s annoying anger.

Blackwood’s face drops, the reasoning behind his accusations slowly disbanding before him. “I’m pretty sure. We’re wolves, not skunks. Our scents don’t stick around too long, unless we, well… you know,” Ash covers his mouth comically, “-release the flood works. But, I’m pretty sure my sister didn’t coop down and mark the streets like a dog.” “Seriously, Ash?” I feel my cheeks flush as I glare towards him, embarrassment flooding through me as he paints the unwanted graphic image within everyone’s heads. “What,” he shrugs, resuming his silence.

She was beating a dead horse at this point, drilling the same moot point into my head. “I’m sorry, but is there something I can help you with? I have a lot to deal with, being an Alpha and all.” I spared her a brief glance, busying myself with the papers as much as I could. Please leave, please leave, please — Mia’s eyes narrowed, and I knew she could smell Asher all over me, even after I scrubbed myself down. Good, I hoped she smelled him real good, because he sure wasn’t going to be all over her.

"Excuse me, but I need to use the men's room." Thelia nodded, giving Asher a knowing smile. Asher quickly made his way through the crowd towards the restroom, grateful for the temporary reprieve. As he navigated the dimly lit corridors, a strange sensation began to settle over him. His vision blurred slightly, and his head felt heavy. It was as if a thick haze had descended upon his senses, clouding his mind. He shook his head, trying to clear the fog that seemed to cling to him.