Warriors Ashfur Mga Nobela at Kwento

I heard his cousin say. Asher groaned. "Get back, Ralph. Don't follow me.” Ralph smirked. “Why? You wanna go make out with your girlfriend?" Oh shit. I guess he must really be a pain in the ass for Asher. "Hey, watch it, man!” Asher snapped and Ralph laughed. "Just kidding, okay? And I'm coming with you. Like it or not.” I think the major difference between both guys was their hair. While Asher had long dark hair, Ralph's was a brown textured crop with a clean taper fade on the sides and back. Lord, the dude was so fine.

Kayla “Asher,” I muttered slowly as Asher neared us, and his nails extended into claws. My eyes connected to his but there was absolutely nothing there. It was completely bloodshot red there. He was furious. Very furious. In a blink, Asher ripped Hades from on top of me and tossed him on the floor. I squinted my eyes as Asher’s clothes were torn apart from his body, his muscles bulged and elongated, his frame growing more robust and powerful. Fur sprouted from his skin, enveloping him in a sleek coat of grey with patches of silver. His face elongated into a fearsome muzzle. His eyes changed from their usual amber flecks of gold to a golden yellow color, vibrant and wild with the spirit of th

That’s how I used to sleep. Warriors were running outside with weapons in their hands. Some of them were also carrying their shoes. All of them were in a pair of shorts that told me, they would fight in their human and wolf forms. Depending on the situation. "Come on, you all. Make it quick!" I heard Ashley bellowing at the warriors and rubbed my eyes. "What's going on, Ashley? Your screams disturbed not only my sleep but also my kissing spree." She did not smile at my silly joke.

’ ‘are you sure? ‘yes, I want to meet him. I know he won’t hurt me’ I smiled. ‘he never would give me a second’ he went behind a bush and transformed. His fur was coated black, he looked fearsome and magnificent at the same time, the way he walked, anyone could guess he was of the royal linage. ‘nice to meet you. I am Valerie Red, ’ I introduced myself. ‘I am Ash, nice to meet you, my mate’ Ash mind linked me. Licking my nose as I sign of approval.

~Alaya I'm not sure why my mind decided the man in front of me should have been Alpha Asher. It works in a strange way like that. So when it saw that the man is not in fact Asher, I was oddly disappointed. Instead, the man doesn't have the magnificent golden eyes I had expected. They are the same hazel to dark brown colour that most Desire Pack members sport. He has rather bland features too, however, he is still attractive. He can be as attractive as he wants, it doesn't make me any less creeped out.

One still twitching, eyes wide in horror as he choked on blood. And standing over them… “Fuck,” I whispered. Rogues. Not one. Not two. Seven. Massive. Wild-eyed. Feral wolves with patches of missing fur and twisted limbs like they’d been broken and healed wrong. Their eyes glowed silver, frothing at the mouths, muscles coiled too tightly under mangled skin. One of them raised his head. And grinned. “Asher…!” I turned just as he skidded to a halt beside me, sword already drawn.

I wish I could spend my days here. The rain watered the plants—as no one ever comes here, and still the plants and flowers remained healthy. I spotted Ash, my wolf pet; he seemed to have been trying to hunt down something, but the moment he smelled me, he ran in my direction, knocking me off my feet. He licked my face, and I laughed, rubbing his soft gray fur—his fur color had been the reason I named him Ash. “I miss you too, Ash.”

Atticus set to work before the wolf could stir, careful not to make a sound. He had filled a metal basin with warm water from the small spigot in his work building, the sound of trickling water echoing softly against the walls. The wolf lay still, her chest rising and falling in a steady rhythm. Her fur glistened under the dim light, streaks of white and deep mahogany catching the early sun filtering through the dusty windows.

She wraps her jaws around his throat, snapping them shut until she hears the bone break. The injured rogue is back on his feet. He lunges towards Ash, but he never reaches her. Dom grabs hold of his hurt leg. His teeth fall into the already made holes. This time Dom doesn’t let up, turning the rogue’s bone to dust. Ash stands above the gray wolf. He doesn’t dare move. He knows those glowing green eyes are eager to kill him. This is our first-time watching Ash fight. I have to admit I’m equal parts impressed and terrified, just as I am with her human counterpart. My mate is something special. Dom nuzzles against Ash. For a split second, she leans into him before leaving just as fast as she ca

A low growl ripped through the silence. The warriors stiffened, weapons drawn. From the mist between the trees, a wolf lunged, but not like any wolf I had ever seen. Its fur was streaked with ash and shadow, its eyes burning with the same blue light as the runes. Symbols were carved into its skin, glowing as if alive. “Back!” Kael barked, shoving me behind him as he shifted halfway, claws ripping from his hands. The wolf hit hard, slamming into two warriors and sending them sprawling. It fought like a creature possessed, faster and stronger than anything natural.