Throttled Lauren Asher Novels & Stories

The makeup was flawless shadows barely visible, skin glowing artificially. Our eyes met. For a moment, I saw something new. Not fear, not submission, but steel. Determination. She’s planning something, Asher noted. Before I could consider the thought, the Crescent Moon delegates entered. Alpha Marcus Thorne silver-haired, distinguished, commanding respect without raising his voice stepped forward. His Luna, Catherine, elegant, hair swept into an elaborate updo, followed. “Alpha Ashborne,” Marcus said, firm handshake. “Thank you for hosting us.”

The tendons in her slender throat stood out as she swallowed and said, “…he didn’t want to get blood on them, so he dragged him outside.” I tore my eyes off Asher long enough to frown at the trembling woman and say, “You and any other employee that needs it, take a paid week off. It’s the least Asher can do to apologize for his disruption.” Her lips lifted for half a second, but Asher’s abrupt snarl made them drop. “Thank you, Luna. I’ll spread the word…” She said quietly, brushing one of her loose curls behind an ear before making a beeline for the door.

I laughed at Celia’s audacity and Gabriel’s foolishness. “If you are talking about monetary compensation, Ms. Ashford, which you are not going to pay from your pocket given the fact that you should instead of Mr. Westfield because you interfere with their relationship, Lauren spent a lump-sum amount of 34.5 million on buying herbs, different kinds of salts, oils, and expensive equipment important for the massage and other physical therapies given to Mr. Westfield, and as the f*e paid for learning all those techniques.” Lauren paused and took a deep breath before resuming putting everything that I did in the past three years in front of Celia.

Asher said, causing Thorne to nod. “Now let’s move” Asher said as he swiped his card over the card reader and the door opened up allowing then to go through, two mske voices were coming from a distance causing Asher and Thorne to stop in their tracks, “hold on” Asher whispered to Thorne, as they waited for the men to come closer. When they were a foot from them, Thorne took one out with the stun gun and when the other one was about to turn and attack Asher put him in a choke hold, knocking him unconscious.

He said, and I blushed, and I became more thrilled. I texted Ashton, and I know he can't read my messages yet since the game is not yet finished, and I can see their coach is still talking with him. At the same time, the hot cheerleaders are busy dancing, jumping, tumbling, and chanting on the fields, and I can see Lauren did a perfect stunt that made the crowd crazy, and I couldn't deny, Lauren is an excellent performer.

Loretta I lingered at the doorway longer than I meant to, watching Asher and the physiotherapist. She stood beside him, guiding his arm through a slow, controlled stretch. His jaw was tight, breath uneven, but he followed every instruction without arguing, a rare sight. “Good,” the therapist said. “Again,Lift , hold relax.” Asher grunted, sweat edging his hairline. The wheelchair sat behind him, waiting. Even with the pain, there was something stubborn in his eyes.

May mga tumango bilang pagsuporta kay Thalia. "Tama! Hindi tayo basta-basta pwedeng paalisin nang ganito!" "Dapat taasan ang bayad sa atin! Hindi sapat ang simpleng kompensasyon!" Asher, na tahimik na nasa gilid, pinisil ang sinturon ng kanyang pantalon. Alam niyang may mali sa proseso ng demolisyon, pero hindi niya inaasahan ang ganitong matinding pagtutol mula kay Thalia mismo.

Leigh-Ann—I guessed that was her name—shrank away from me, curling into Jason's body. His arms wrapped tighter around her body. “Calm down. This is Luna Elara Caelthorn, the Luna of Caelthorn.” Hearing my surname only intensified her fear. I sighed and squatted in front of her. “I am so glad Mason found his mate. He was my right-hand man when I was married to Asher.” The haze in her head cleared and she turned to Mason. “You…you know Luna Caelthorn personally?” Before Mason could respond, Karen's voice came from down the hall. “Who knows my Luna personally?”

“I won’t be surprised if it already has.” “I want you to proceed with the name change,” he said, “Cassandra Lane is gone. From this moment forward, she is Ashera. Wipe out all records that could trace back to her real origin. Birth certificates, school files, legal documentation, digital threads, burn it all. Let her be registered as a Thorn Pack member, born and raised.” Rowan blinked once, then nodded. “I’ll get on it immediately.”

Her screams would be muffled through its walls, but would have been heard if she had been at the former. Asher knew by now that her screams weren't out of pleasure but the pain that comes with each hard thrust but he couldn't care less as long as he had his release and still she endured every bit of it due to the gains involved. Her acquaintance with Asher brought her several million dollar deals. His arrival in Pennsylvania had got magazines and news house perked on having a chance to interview the finest and richest bachelor. It was a huge privilege. She earned every pay for each pain endured. Taking a deep breath, she pulled the covers away from herself and crawled up behind him. She held