How To Use Wandering Noble Ashes Novels & Stories

She did not ask if his wound hurt. He rose, tucked the short blade back at his waist, and walked out of the tent. Ashes spread beneath his feet—thin, cold, like frost that would never melt. She followed him out. Dawn light seeped over the eastern ridge, casting her shadow long across the frozen earth before him. He paused one step, letting the shadow slide past him, then continued walking. When she was weary, he spread his ashes beneath her feet. On the battlefield, ashes were used to sense hostility. In the encampment, his ashes were only spread at her feet. Late at night, after finishing a full day's duties, she would sit alone before her tent, staring toward the Northern Reaches in silenc

numb. Rebekah watched closely as Amaren dropped the large bowl on the table by the corner of the room, and brought out a smaller bowl from the large one, also setting it aside on the table. “What are those?” She asked quietly. Amaren didn’t look up, as she opened the vial of elixir and poured it into the smaller bowl. “Ash water elixir.” She said calmly. “It's moonwater mixed with sacred ash. You wolves call it, 'lunar ash'. It cools violent magic.”

My voice was steady, confident, though my pulse raced and my wolf purred in approval, eager, alert, hungry for the game. Kristine nodded, satisfied, and held the vial up to the firelight. The mixture glimmered, liquid fire and gold, pulsing faintly as though alive. “This is the first step,” she said, her eyes gleaming. “Apply a drop to your pulse points—wrists, neck, behind your ears. Wear the scent of yourself and power. Subtle… irresistible… consuming. Every moment he is near, the spell will awaken, ignite the craving you want to create. But remember, little wolf… he is dangerous, unpredictable. Never let him see the extent of your power. Tease… whisper… dominate… but always with control.”

I watched him for a moment, grateful for this quiet domestic scene after all the storms we had weathered. He paused and pulled a sleek black card from his wallet. He held it out to me with a serious expression. “Take this. It has no limit. Use it tomorrow for anything you might need for the trip. Clothes, jewelry, whatever makes you feel beautiful. But do not buy a single thing for me. Spend every cent on yourself alone. You deserve to be spoiled.” I took the card, its smooth surface cool against my palm. “Zane, this is too much. I do not need all of this.”

But we needed to be quick and he already was on his feet, “We just need a spark.” My mind raced. “There are stones that we can use,” I rushed to grab the stones from the ground. Asher ripped the iron pendant from around his neck, the edges sharp. Then, dragging a jagged piece of stone from the floor, I put it in front of him as he slammed the two together. Spark. Nothing. Spark. Spark. I held my breath, my eyes going to the darkness where Phina sensed the vampires. “Asher…they are coming!” “Fuck,” Asher gritted his teeth giving his everything as the next a small flame flickered.

"Oh sh*t! F*ck! What the hell?!" He cursed as panic engulfed him in multiple waves. His body instantly reacted as well, jolting and shaking tremendously. Kamman, seeing he was awake, smiled for the first time that day. "Our sleeping beauty is finally awake?" he said. Asia was quite confrontational, but he was dealing with a lot at the moment, so he did not respond to his question. Kamman didn't mind and continued. "Let's continue our conversation from where we left off last time. See this remote control? An unpleasant answer could make my hand slip and hit a button. Then you'll be falling from a very high place. So let us be careful. Okay?"

Every corner I turned felt like a farewell. When I reached the edge of the woods, I didn’t hesitate. I moved through the trees until I came upon a clearing. There was a firepit, ashes cooled. I dropped to my knees, stripped off my clothes, and rubbed the ashes across my bare skin, over my arms, my legs, my neck, even my swollen belly. I had to disappear. Because once Azrik woke up, he’d find me easily. His wolf would trace my scent like a hound to prey, but ashes masked everything, they erased identity.

“My blood carries the strength of my wolf. Dripping it into your wound will help heal you faster, make your wolf rise sooner. You’ll need it if you want to face Irene.” The sting faded almost instantly, replaced by a warm rush spreading through my hand, up my arm, and straight to my chest. My heartbeat quickened. Atlas stepped forward sharply. “That’s dangerous. What the hell are you doing, Ash?” Ash didn’t even look at him. “Helping her.” Kael’s voice was flat but sharp. “This isn’t normal. That’s not something anyone just… does.”

"Avril, have some water and calm down. I know you're holding a grudge against me now, but you shouldn't be so rash next time." I didn't accept the cup of water. However, Peggy got burned by the hot water in the cup and ended up splashing the water onto my arm. "Oh! It burns…" The hot water scalded Peggy's finger. Vernon hurriedly led her to the tap and placed her finger under the running water. As for me, I was dressed lightly. The hot water had soaked through my chiffon top, scalding my arm instantly. I went to the restroom to handle the burn on my own. Very quickly, red blisters began forming on my left wrist.