Sasha Waybright Novels & Stories

I wanted to keep the child warm so that he or she would never die until I was able to carry him or her in my arms. Sasha came out with a glass of lemon water and handed it to me. “Here,” she said. I took the water and drank from it, feeling instantly refreshed, but Sasha’s mood still hung in the air, and I couldn’t even ignore it anymore even if I wanted to. “What is wrong, Sasha?” I eventually asked her. “Are you going to be suing Mona Walters?” Sasha asked with tight lips; a clear indication that she was burning with intense anger. “I already filed a report against her,” I told Sasha.

Sasha’s grip on the dagger tightened as she positioned herself between Ethan and the creature. “Stay behind me,” she told him, her voice steady despite the fear clawing at her chest. The Wraithlord lunged, its claws swiping through the air, but Sasha met it head-on. The dagger glowed brighter with every strike, each slash of its blade sending the creature reeling back. For a moment, it seemed like she had the upper hand. But then the Wraithlord let out an earsplitting scream, and the shadows around them exploded outward, knocking Sasha off her feet.

"Sasha has made remarkable progress since being under our care. Her physical injuries have mostly healed, although she still cannot speak. The doctors assure us that in due time, she will overcome the trauma she has endured. Having family by her side will greatly aid her recovery. I will leave you alone." The realization slowly sank in for both father and daughter, reflecting on their faces. Sasha was alive. She had been brutally beaten by Franco, losing her ability to speak and walk. Left for dead, she was rescued by one of Franco's men, who then informed Dante. Dante had found the perfect facility, providing the best medical and psychological care money could buy. Over the years, Sasha had

Owen's pov It was obvious from the look on the alpha's face that he didn't want us near the mysterious woman that had me and my brothers weak in the knees and that pissed me off because his mate was sitting on her knees right next to him. I was confused as to why he was acting as if he and she was an item, my wolf growled at the thought of his mate with another man. Axel turned to her and asked her, her name, in which she only replied it was not important right now and there were bigger things to concentrate on. Raising my left eyebrow I looked her over from head to toe, she had blood covering her but it didn't look like it was her blood, a small smear of blood was on her cheek and I was afr

I asked her, my glance fixed on her now. “Why would someone like her ever talk back at me? “I am the daughter of the alpha of the Red Moon pack; why is she just an outcast hybrid?” Addison said. “She dare not talk back at me if she wants to continue living, or else I would tear her apart right here and now,” Addison boasted. Sasha looked up at me. I could see tears pricking in the corner of her eyes, making me frown immediately. Why was she so weak that she couldn't stand up for herself?

The big black wolf is Xander, alpha Blake's wolf, and the big brown one, is Asher, Tyler's wolf. "What is the meaning of this? Hope... You? How dare you attack our friend's pack? How could you?" Xander's voice thunders, making Hope shutter. She's a strong girl, but she is nowhere near as powerful as him and Asher. "And you... My brother! Why are you helping her? How can you do this to them?... To us!" Asher says as he walks to Shay, making Shay snarl at him. Asher growls loudly, making Shay jump, taking a step back. "You... You don't understand... She's my..."

I still hold all the alpha meetings here like my father did. Walking over to the shower, I cut it on while waiting for the water to warm up before stepping in. I chose my beta when I was 17, which is my best friend Creed. My gamma is his brother Ryan, I don’t have a delta yet, I’m not sure I will. Creed does an amazing job, he is also my strongest warrior. He trains the males in the pack while his mother Subrina trains the female wolves. My gamma does all my running when I’m either too busy to or I just don’t want to. Otherwise they both help with every decision I make. Now, I know I said I was alone in all this, even though I do have them I still feel alone. Stepping into the shower washing

she whispered. Serena did. She saw flashes—images that burned themselves into her mind. Her running through the forest, her eyes glowing silver. Her standing on a battlefield, bodies lying still at her feet. Her holding a child with Alexandro’s eyes. And then—Alexandro himself, wounded. Fading. Reaching for her as she screamed. Serena gasped and opened her eyes. The shaman was watching her. “You are powerful,” the old woman said. “Stronger than any Luna before you. You can bring peace. Or destruction.”

"if it wasn't for Alpha here, I wouldn't be able to have this chance. I would have died a long time ago alone and cold. Out in the woods." I looked up at Brax, who stood there hiding his emotions. his hand grabbed mine, and I could feel that even now, he wasn't showing it. He was sad. brax left the room leaving me alone with the girl, i sat there listening to her story. I felt like I had to. She had been kicked out of her pack after they had beaten and abused her. She walked for days until she became too weak, collapsing to the ground. When she came to Brax was carrying her through the woods. He took her to the hospital, and when she was better, he gave her a place to live and a job, making

Alpha Jackson POV Dammit, I can’t believe how things turned out. That damn Caleb Sweeting was still haunting me. All these years, I had thought he was dead. Instead, he had been waiting to exact his revenge. His mate had been a beautiful woman, she had been hard to resist. I met her before I met my dear Luna. Beta Gregory and I were much younger then and perhaps some would say selfish men. If we saw something we liked, we usually took it. And usually there were never any complaints.