Brambleclaw X Ashfur Novels & Stories

His fur was golden, and his eyes were golden as well. The color of the eyes changed whenever someone transformed. It was gold for alphas, green for betas, and blue for omegas. "Seriously, Ohm, we can't go there," Ash said, looking down at the wolf. Ohm shook his head and went into a full sprint, leaving Ash in the dust. Ash sighed and crouched down, turning himself into a wolf. Ash Wolf was gorgeous. His fur was snow-white, with only his tail, ears, and paws being black.

The grass is like stain, as I join him, letting it crept up my bare legs. "All your feelings here, as a mortal, are heightened. Everything will feel softer, harder, taste nicer, and repulsive. Right now Aspen has a few dampers on your emotions, to help with how you cope. At least that's what I assume he's up to. Remember, they never consulted me with any of this," Asher grumbles, looking out over the cliff. "My heart bleeds for you," I mutter sarcastically. Asher shakes his head at me, his eyes blazing. "I see your attitude hasn't been hindered at all. Unfortunate."

She was concerned. "Get her out of here." Ash ordered Joshua in an unusual voice, which struck a note deep within Miranda's body. Then turning his vision away completely, Asher released a booming growl and sent his frame into the air. His limbs were suddenly tripled in size, his skin bleeding into long, dark fur. Ash landed on all fours, as he flew over Damien's head, who ducked away from the pouncing wolf at the last second. Ash turned towards the Mayor, and snapped his snout in a menacing manner.

he squealed, taking hesitant steps towards the towering creature. Asher lowered himself to the ground, lying on his belly in front of Cade. His massive head rested on his paws, amber eyes watching the boy with an expression that seemed almost soft. Cade, with the innocent curiosity of a four-year-old, stretched out his hand and touched Asher’s fur. The moment his fingers sank into the thick black coat, he squealed with delight. "He’s soft, Mommy!" Cade beamed, giggling as he ran his hands through Asher’s fur.

“but there is something else. We found fur which matches the fur the feral left all over Johnny but we found a second donor.” She paused to open on of the pockets in her coat and pulled out a small clear evidence bag. Inside was several strands of golden hair. The way they caught the first rays of the morning sun made them Shimmer like threads of gold or silk. As beautiful as it was, it was unusual as well. Sandy or sable coats weren’t totally uncommon but they were usually mixed with other colours. This had no other colours mixed in. “The feral seems to have gained a friend “ Sierra continued, unaware of the significance of her find. “And I think I know where they are going.”

She explained trying to get her laughter under control. Some of them laughed and the rest smirked. “I guess it does.” Ashur said laughing. He shifted as the rest waited but when he went to step forward a second wolf with red fur appeared. He could tell in an instant it was Sam. He nodded at her and the two set out sniffing for any explosives. They didn’t find any but what they found made them all cringed.

Kihara and Carly paused when they heard voices from the woods close to the path they took. They ran in the direction of the sound, they were surprised when they saw Alpha Oswald on the floor and Blaze about to slash Alpha Oswald's neck. Carly and Kihara changed immediately to their wolf form and attacked Blaze. Carly growled as she knocked Blaze away, her wolf claws ripping open his stomach. Kihara howled as she bit into Blaze's flesh. Blaze howled in pain, trying to stick his claws in their wolves. Carly growled louder, snapping at Blaze as she charged toward him again.

Their golden skin glows in the moonlight and Adira purrs with appreciation. As they run ahead, I take the opportunity to drink them in. Asher’s back is covered in a tattoo that snakes down both arms and up his neck while Aspen’s climbs up one arm before spreading across his chiseled chest. Dazzling hues of reds, oranges, yellows. Flames. I find myself mesmerized by the way their muscles bunch and stretch as they move, metaphorical drool dripping down my chin until my wolf leaps into action, breaking my concentration. We catch up easily, but Adira seems content to go at their pace. She runs circles around them then pulls ahead, only to double back and circle them again. Both men trail their h

"Yes, I feel good and I’d love to go for a run with you." They headed outside, Camden taking in the view of the cabin in a different light now that she was aware that Clayton had made it himself. She headed to the side of the cabin, seeking privacy to strip off her clothes and shift. Clayton, seemingly less reserved, had no qualms about stripping down and shifting right in front of the cabin. Moments later, Camden emerged as a wolf, her sleek form standing tall and proud. Camden's wolf was larger than Clayton had anticipated. She was small and petite in her human form, but she was not so small nor so petite as a wolf. Perhaps it was due to her Alpha bloodlines, he thought to himself. Her san

From his legs to his face he began to grow thick black fur. Maggie watched in fascination as his jaw extended. It was almost as if his bones were rearranging themselves and when they locked in place his flesh grew to accommodate their growth. His canines jutted out, his ears became pointed and grew longer, and as short fur covered his face, red flecks like lightning replaced the amber eyes. Then everything started to move again and Asher landed on his forelimbs with a heavy thud that sent birds flying overhead and leaves falling from the trees.