Legendaries Protective Of Ash Fanfiction Novels & Stories

I struggled to speak, but she just laughed maniacally. "You don't recognize me, do you, Luciana?" she sneered. "I am Ashley your best friend you betrayed, reborn in this body. And I have come for revenge. You can't escape this one. I knew you would escape as soon as you know Martains would come after you. You haven't changed at all." My mind raced as I tried to process her words. Ashley, the alpha's mate and my friend who I had betrayed and killed. I had thought I had gotten away with it, but now she was back, seeking vengeance.

Ramdam niya ang init ng katawan nito na tila isang proteksyong hindi niya akalaing muling mararamdaman. Sa tahimik na sandali, ang kanyang mga daliri ay gumuhit ng maliliit na bilog sa kanyang braso, isang kilos na hindi niya napansin ngunit para kay Asher ay isang bagay na gusto niyang tandaan. "Mahalaga ka sa akin," mahina ngunit buong tapat na bulong ni Asher sa kanya.

"I don't know what you're talking about but I think that whatever news it is that you heard is false," Asher finished, his voice a dangerous growl. "Abigail is under my protection, and no one lays a hand on her." The hunter leader’s smirk deepened. "Under your protection? Alpha Asher, do you even understand what you're saying?" He tilted his head, his fingers tapping the hilt of his dagger. "She’s not one of you. She’s an abomination. A threat to your kind." I swallowed hard, my body rigid behind Asher’s broad back.

I watch them go, my legs trembling. Asher stumbles toward me, leaning against a wall for support. He wraps one arm around me, careful, gentle, yet protective. “You’re safe now,” he says softly. “No one will touch you.” I lean into him, shaky, trembling. My mind races, trying to process what I’ve just seen—Lucien, in full wolf form, attacking, protecting. Asher, human, injured, yet still commanding the fight. Blood stains the floor. Glass crunches beneath my palms.

Asher, using every ounce of strength he had left, crawled toward her. "Annatoria... please," he begged, reaching out for her. His hand brushed against hers as he held her close, his voice shaking. "You're going to be okay. I won’t let anything happen to you." She barely heard him, her strength slipping away. But before the darkness claimed her completely, she managed a soft whisper. "I'll always protect you... Asher." And then, everything went black. ---

she asked. "No, he just needs to warm up by the fire." Belishaw sighed. "Ms. Linwood, I need to speak with you." He waved her to come closer the fire place. He held out his hand, and a small burst of flames shot out at the fresh set of logs. They caught fire in an instant. "Holy shit!" Piper lunged backward. "You're a dragon too?" This couldn't be happening. She was definitely dreaming. "Yes," Belishaw said. "A dragon shifter, to be more precise."

“We use what we know. Mateo isn’t just some bully. He’s careful. He uses other people to do his dirty work. If we cut off his influence, the rogues won’t follow him blindly. But I need you to tell me everything. Every time he’s cornered you, every word he’s used against you.” Hearing him strategize like this stirred something strange in me. I should have felt humiliated, like a weak project he needed to fix. But instead, I felt safety I had not felt in years. Like maybe I didn’t have to watch my back every second anymore. “Asher,” I said softly, “why are you doing this for me?” He blinked, caught off guard. “Because I promised I’d protect you.” “That was years ago. You’ve already graduated.

asked a man dressed in all black holding an AK 47. "Shut up Stanley, she's Ambrose's daughter and my mate," Ash growled back at the rude asshole. The security guard lowered his aviator sunglasses and eyed me up and down. "Damn, she's Hella fine and should be mated to a real man, you know you're deformed where it counts," the guard said firmly and I eyed the fucker and stepped in front of him. "Ash is an excellent lover and gives me all I could ever hope for in a satisfying mate," I growled softly and jumped doing a roundhouse kick and hitting Stanley in the side of his big head. Ash had his mouth hanging open when I headed towards him and kissed his cheek.

"Do you think you can protect Lucy from me? You think you can keep me from taking what's mine?" I felt a surge of fear at her own words, but Daniel stood tall, his eyes flashing with defiance. "I'll do whatever it takes to protect Lucy," he said, his voice firm and resolute. "You're not going to hurt her, Ash. Not while I'm around." Ash's smile grew wider, her eyes glinting with amusement. "We'll see about that, Daniel," she said, her voice dripping with menace.

Deadly. “What did they do to you…” The question barely leaves my lips. But it burns. Because this— This isn’t survival. This is damage. Repeated. Relentless. And she still ran. Still tried to leave. Still pushed herself until she collapsed. My wolf snarls low. Furious. Protective. Mine. “She would have gotten herself caught.” And I won’t let that happen. Not again. Not ever. “You’re not running anymore,” I murmur. Quiet.