Novel & Cerita Scourge X Ashfur

The cageborn paused, head tilting, as if considering him. Then it lunged. Kieran threw up his arms— and the cageborn slipped through them like smoke, striking his chest. Kieran screamed as black tendrils spread across his skin like frost burning hot. He collapsed, convulsing, eyes rolling back. “No!” I shouted, and the word tried to become panic— I crushed it into a decision. “OFF,” I said. Ash surged from the runes—black cinders lifting like a storm—slamming into the cageborn and ripping it off Kieran’s chest in a violent pull. The creature skidded across the floor, shrieking.

Right after posting it, while I was still reading comments mocking me for putting on a tough front, I saw Immortal Ashes Team’s official account tag me in a post, openly standing by my side. "The crowd follows the herd. The strong walk alone. Those who don’t know how to cherish what they have will lose it. Ash Mercer, we stand with you. IA will always be your strongest backing."

Her copper rune-threaded robes fluttered as she turned, eyes locking onto mine with a smile too sharp to be warm. “Elias,” she said, voice airy and bright as ever. “We need your help with a bit of an anomaly.” “Aurelian,” I replied flatly, not bothering to ask. “I heard.” Ashleigh didn’t deny it. She just flicked her wrist, and a scroll snapped open midair between us. “The gate scan confirmed dragonblood. Four times. Same result.” I raised an eyebrow. “And your solution is to… assign me babysitting duty?”

Aubrey ran in after him but she had run so much and accidentally pushed Matteo a little bit hard causing him to mistakenly bump into a black guy who turned out to be blaze. "Can't you watch where you are going?! "Blaze yelled as he glanced at both Aubrey and Matteo. Aubrey Instantly started to shake fearfully while Matteo stood his ground and apologized. "I am sorry, me and my friend weren't watching where we were going, " Matteo said. Blaze sized them up from head to toe , he smirked after seeing their shabby thrift clothes. "You guys must be a new scholarship student here " blaze said with a cunning smile on his face.

An obnoxious white wolf came out of nowhere. I took a step back as she sauntered toward me, a grimace plastered all over her face as if she was going to pop up the hell outta me. "Accept who you are, Aksha." I nodded in panic. "Welcome, Aksha Beatrix Aslenovie." I catch a glimpse of my hands, turning into white hairy legs. Or was I imagining things? A howling voice echoed in the forest as I opened my eyes.

The snow hissed around me as the air charged with power. The first Rogue lunged from the tree line, a massive, scarred wolf with eyes filmed white, the brand of Asher’s command burned deep into its chest. Its snarl was pain and rage twisted together. Behind it, more figures moved. Too many to count. And my last thread of restraint snapped. I tore off my coat, muscles tightening, the shift ripping through me mid-stride. Bones and muscles stretched, the air cracking with energy as Zane erupted fully to the surface.

From the shadows, the chosen opponent stepped forward. It was not a stranger. It was Elder Marros, the Wolf of Ashen Fang, scarred by decades of battle, his fur streaked with gray though his body remained unbroken. He was not merely an Elder of counsel but one of the last who had bled in the wars of the old tribes, and when he shifted into his wolf form, massive and thick with power, the Pack drew in a collective breath of awe and terror. His muzzle bore the mark of fire, his left eye clouded but unblinking, and his growl vibrated through the soil beneath Fenric’s feet.

The insects had stopped their chirping, and the wind had died down to a stagnant breath. From the darkness of a hollowed-out oak, two glowing, amber eyes ignited. It wasn't a wolf. It was a Scourge-Bear—a creature corrupted by the dark magic that bled from the Shadow Packs to the north. It stood eight feet tall, its fur matted with a black, oily substance that smelled of rot.

The Scourge arrived with his followers, rogue vampire, werewolves and Golem . "I heard you both are the most powerful of your kind but I'm here to change that." The Scourge said. "I specially created a Golem to give you a befitting battle,to kill the Chosen She Wolf and most powerful Vampire and their descendant!" He screamed in fury. "I am The Scourge !!! Attack" , he charged. The rogue vampire and werewolves charged forward,and the battle began. Screams of pain, vampires becoming mere ashes as the wolf's fang was pierced through them .

Determined. Something stirred within Chloe, battling against the fear that wrapped around her like cutting chains. Whatever it was waking up inside of her reacted to the presence of this male as he dominated the space around them. The winds had cut across his cheeks and nose to leave them pink and flecks of snow clung desperately to the wisps of jet black hair peeking out from under his woollen hat. He looked different in what appeared to be fatigues. There were crisp sharp edges that were almost as deadly as the assault rifle strapped to him. The black of the material seemed to absorb the light around it. He looked deadly and it had Chloe's mouth drying up as a curious thirst wracked her. A