Ashfur Warriors Novels & Stories

The warriors needed to be more enthusiastic about their battle, not realizing that the surrounding factory was surrounded. "The girl is in there," said one of the big brown wolves to his friends. They all surrounded the factory and came from the direction of the dark forest. "Get the girl alive and get rid of the rest. We only need that girl to lure our enemies to come," said the leader. When Ashley was about to scratch Jonea's face to cripple her for life, suddenly, a wolf appeared from all over the factory that looked wild and rough. Ashley was shocked when she saw her warriors being attacked and killed easily. "Who are they?"

The Rejected tore through the invaders and headed towards the Rifts. I saw a Horseman being torn apart by the strong jaw of over ten Rejected. “Keep the werewolves out of sight and let the infected do the rest,” Kieran told Asher. Asher said nothing as he kept his eyes closed like he was in a deep mediation. So, Asher could make other werewolves invisible. I though in awe. The number of Rejected were more than that of the invaders. “They are heading for the Rifts,” I said in alarm.

This shows the Ashford Pack preparing for war as Aurora walks among the warriors with her silver wolf ready, standing side-by-side with Marcus and Rowan on the edge of the border. The sharp, repetitive rasp of iron scraping against whetstones fills the courtyard, a steady rhythm that feels more like a heartbeat than a sound.

Asher was fighting ferociously and ruthlessly without mercy and their numbers were decreasing. The rogues backed away briefly gathering their strength while some shifted into their wolves. Asher snapped his head back to me inspecting me. The crimson-red glow of his eyes darkened dangerously as it took in the blood rushing from my arm and cuts all over my body. He growled again, shifted into his wolf, and lunged at the wolves that charged at him. He killed brutally, his claws leaving each of his victims in a horrid state.

Gideon said fearfully. Right at that moment, the future alphas and warriors of the other four packs arrived. Joe smiled when he saw his son and the warriors, now, let him see how thi young boy will cower at such army. The five packs of Eastwood may not be plenty but they are still formidable, especially their hidden ability of not being weakened by wolfsbane. “Who are you?” Laim asked. Asher glanced around him and at the army that has been formed for him and he scoffed before looking at the elderly men. “You think you can defeat me?” he raised an eyebrow.

The journey was long and tiring, but they finally arrived at the Claw pack. Upon arrival, the group was greeted by the pack leader, Kaida, who was a tall and imposing werewolf with jet black fur. Kaida welcomed them to the clan and expressed gratitude to Zemo by bowing to him for their assistance. The pack leader, Kaida, greeted the newcomers warmly but was also cautious. She wanted to ensure that the newcomers were indeed skilled warriors and mages before she could fully trust them. To test Silas's skills, she arranged for an ambush in the forest.

’ Asher snorted. I ended the mind-link as Asher came into view. He had shifted into his wolf, a large black beast that plowed through Vampire and Werewolf alike. Even with his large size, he moved with incredible speed and accuracy. Blood coated some of the other wolves' coats, yet none ceased their fighting. It seemed the Vampire King had deployed very little of his men on this attack, and used Luna Freya’s remaining men as the brunt force of the attack.

An obnoxious white wolf came out of nowhere. I took a step back as she sauntered toward me, a grimace plastered all over her face as if she was going to pop up the hell outta me. "Accept who you are, Aksha." I nodded in panic. "Welcome, Aksha Beatrix Aslenovie." I catch a glimpse of my hands, turning into white hairy legs. Or was I imagining things? A howling voice echoed in the forest as I opened my eyes.

I am done with me saving all the time. After a few miles sprinting in our wolf form, I stopped. I crouched behind a tree. through the woods I watched warriors fight. Witches overwhelming with their magic. Rogues fighting alongside witches was rare sight and as much I hate to say that I now know what Asher meant earlier. They were fighting together in synchronicity. “Now.” I commanded and join the fight. After what it takes another half an hour, we were done with killing all of them. We also faced a heavy casualty. Out of ten warriors I bought, I was left with just two. Same with Asher.

He can't take it anymore until he was able to break the chains, with all his force, and quickly rush to the rogue who is ready to touch his daughter's breast. Austin's sharpened claws show up to his fingers. Then in a swift move, he attacks the Rogue's back and digs his claw straight to the rogue's chest. The rogue was unable to react when he felt a pang of pain on his chest, and by looking at it, his heart was in a hold of a bloody hand. He had a hole on his left chest where Austin landed his sharp claws out of his front. The were-rogues got alerted when they saw those quick scenes, like a gush of wind being felt by the quick moments. Austin growled loudly and howled to send his message to