Novel & Cerita Ashfur Warriors

One still twitching, eyes wide in horror as he choked on blood. And standing over them… “Fuck,” I whispered. Rogues. Not one. Not two. Seven. Massive. Wild-eyed. Feral wolves with patches of missing fur and twisted limbs like they’d been broken and healed wrong. Their eyes glowed silver, frothing at the mouths, muscles coiled too tightly under mangled skin. One of them raised his head. And grinned. “Asher…!” I turned just as he skidded to a halt beside me, sword already drawn.

Blood stained the clearing, a crimson proof of the fight for survival. Draven, a whirlwind of silver fur and sharp teeth, moved like a predator, each strike a testament to his honed skills, each growl a chilling reminder of his might. He cut through the enemy ranks, a beacon of hope for the Howling Wind pack, a storm of fury against the darkness. Asher, a loyal wolf, moved with the grace of a panther, his eyes never leaving his target. He fought with the precision of an expert, his claws a blur of deadly accuracy.

The Death Wolf lunged. Claws carved through the air, seeking Heratte’s flesh. His attack struck true, raking down her arm—only for the black blood that spilled to stitch itself back together. Heratte smirked. She saw the flicker of disbelief in his glowing eyes. He attacked again. They clashed, an unstoppable force against an immovable object, drawing each other’s blood like predators locked in an eternal war. Their bodies crashed against trees, uprooting them with the sheer force of their battle, leveling the land beneath them.

I stood with my fingers tapping idly against the armrest of my chair, watching as Shahar beat the hell out of two warriors. He was enraged, his fury barely contained as his fists connected with flesh, each strike carrying the weight of unspoken frustration. The warriors had barely lifted their arms in defense, but Shahar didn’t care—he wanted them to feel his wrath.

Ashley spat. "Hey! You aren't allowed here to insult our Luna." Orlan pack members declare. The warriors made their way toward Ashley, and they seized her hand firmly. "Hahaha! I'm happy that you finally get those who stand up for you. I mean look at your boyfriend, or should I say soon-to-be pathetic boyfriend's pack members. They are all standing up for you.... disgusting as usual." Ashley insulted. One of the warriors who was currently holding her landed a mighty slap on her face, and the slap was followed by many others.

Ashur said leading them into the woods. As soon as he hit the tree line. He jumped and shifted standing there waiting for the other 2. They shifted and joined him and the three started running toward the river. Ashur was trailing never taking his eyes off the 2 wolves, when suddenly he was hit from the side. The force from the hit knocked Ashur into a tree, bouncing his head off of it knocking him out cold. SHABA…

"Anyway, the White Wolf's soldiers assigned for the operation later are Team, Simon, Seth, his girlfriend Rose Brandon and her brother, Ash Brandon." "I'm guessing the gay Wolf soldier you're talking about is this Ash?" Alexander said as he went through this Ash profile. White skin and red lips. What a perfect combination! Plus this man had an amazing muscles, abs, and well-built perfectly for him. Not to mention his name is incredibly sexy in his lips. Oh, after five years, he is so going to have so much fun later.

Asher responded with a snarl, his massive form charging forward with terrifying speed. They collided. The force of the impact sent shockwaves through the air, cracking the earth beneath them. Trees groaned in protest as if the forest itself was about to shatter. Seraphina’s white wolf lashed out, her claws raking across Asher’s black fur, but he countered with his own swipe, his claws tearing into her side. They rolled, their massive bodies colliding in a blur of white and black, their power sending ripples of energy through the very ground beneath them.

Jade blurted out before she could stop herself. Jin seemed surprised for a moment, but then, burst out in laughter. He winked at Jade and whispered, “Old enough.” Embarrassed, Jade tried to find something to distract herself. And to avoid looking at Jin. “What do you think?” Jin said, breaking the silence. Finally getting over her shame, Jade cleared her throat and tried to look serious. “How?” “There is a legend around here… About the four Holy Beasts responsible for protecting the four kingdoms—”

Ash had been only two years old when Authority had first rose to power within the White Wolf Clan. His father create a group had created a group, a political movement, called the Authority. The authority believed fanatically in the superiority of the White Clan race due to their blood and sought the complete destruction of all members of Black Wolf Clan creatures and thus all the other Clans. The authority viewed them as inferior, pests that had infected this world, and considered it their Holy mission to ensure they got exterminated. At first his great grand father stand against Black Wolf Clan had by the majority been seen as radical but the other members had gained more and more members,