Asl Writer Novels & Stories

The other two spring forward to attack in a blur of fur while heavy footsteps drum against the floor, Reid and Gray rushing in behind the wolves and heading straight for Fallon and Serena. It's the Alphas. All of them. Theo, Jax, and Brock work together in their wolf forms like trained assassins to corral Daniel, sinking their teeth into his flesh in an effort to disarm him. I’m not sure which one of them got shot, but whoever it was isn’t showing any signs of injury as the three of them savagely rip into him as more gunshots pop off. Chase dives back on top of me to pull the last splintered piece of wood from my binds, planting his hands and knees on either side of my body and pushing up to

“We have everything we need already.” Ashton’s hand, large and warm, found hers under the table. His fingers laced through hers, a silent, steadying pressure. “We have the components of a weapon, Avery,” he said, his voice a low counterpoint to Alistair’s. “Alistair is here to tell us how to assemble it for maximum impact.”