Amphibia Sasha Romane & Geschichten

Sasha said lost in her thoughts “You will be fine” Dean said hugging her “I don’t think so.” Sasha replied, her eyes looking like she was in a trance “After his death, I don’t think I would ever remain the same. What brought you here?” She asked Dean "I came to tell you that Amanda’s been discharged from the hospital. She… she wants to see you." Dean replied

“This is marvelous, isn't it?.’ Shirley lightly asked,her lips stretched out to a smile. “This __is overwhelming." I smiled. " Tell me more about Sasha.” I demand closing In on Shirley who now sat on the bench. “I don't really know much about her but I can tell you this _." Shirley said and looked up from picking at the hem of her shirt. *Sasha isa hungry lioness looking for a baby gazelle to devour. My professional advice to you is that you keep away from her.” Shirley said and leaned her lips to my ear,her breath sending heat waves into my ear.

“Just… come back alive, okay? Dmitry will skin us if we lose you here.” Sasha winked at the two of them. “Relax, boys. If I die, I’ll send a postcard from hell.” With one final adjustment to his coat and his golden eyes flashing under the dim light, Sasha stepped out into the freezing night, leaving the two Lycans behind, still laughing nervously. Outside, the wind whispered between the trees — and he smiled. “Let’s see what you’re made of, little monster…” …

A familiar figure stood in the distance, her younger self, playing with a wolf cub. Approaching cautiously, Sasha spoke, "Why am I seeing this? This memory... it's from a time before everything changed." Her younger self, eyes filled with innocence, replied, "Because this is where your journey truly began, where your bond with the wolves and the Nexus was forged." A voice, echoing around her, whispered, "What would you sacrifice to protect the Nexus? To protect those you love?" Sasha, her voice unwavering, responded, "Everything. I've already lost so much, but I'd give it all to ensure the safety of the Nexus and its inhabitants."

Sasha listens attentively, her brow furrowing in thought. “I see. This is indeed perplexing. But don't worry; we'll get to the bottom of it. Now, Kylie, I require a few personal items from you for a ritual,” Sasha says, nodding with confidence. I comply, trusting Sasha's abilities to uncover the truth. After providing the items, Sasha begins the ritual, her incantations filling the room with a mystical energy. The atmosphere becomes charged, and I exchange glances with Frederick, who remains supportive.

I look at the stone, it was milky white, with a baby's breath flower inside. "Wow, I never knew I couldn't conceive on my own. No one ever told me." "I don't think anyone else knew dear," she says. "I'm sorry, what's your name?" I ask. "Sasha, I had a friend in the Astra pack. I know all of this because of her, come, sit with me. I can tell you more of your late pack if you like," she says with a smile. "Yes," I say breathless, "I would like that very much."

Samuel, with gentle strength, supported Sasha, guiding her through the entrance to the healing realm. Within the sanctuary's sacred grounds, Sasha's wounds, both visible and hidden, were tended to with care. Samuel, his paws and heart steady, became her steadfast companion, offering a listening ear and a comforting presence. Together, they embarked on a journey of healing, where the scars of the past could be soothed and transformed into stories of resilience.

I asked, my voice reflecting relief at her return and a sense of urgency to understand her absence. Sasha's gaze met mine, and her expression mirrored the weight of her words. "I apologise for my disappearance, Luna Isla," she began, her voice filled with seriousness. "I had to investigate some crucial information regarding the warlock." My brows furrowed with curiosity and concern. "What did you find out?" I asked, my voice barely above a whisper. Sasha took a deep breath, her eyes briefly glancing at my mother before focusing on me again. "It seems there is more to this warlock than we initially thought," she revealed. "He has ties within our pack, including someone who may be supporting h

“They called it ‘Supernatural’ because the venture boys needed a sexy deck. The lab called it PX-5. The men in suits called it Phase. Like it was an operation.” Jack set Aki’s photo down on the table between them. Black eyes. White hair. The composure of someone who owns gravity wherever she walks. “And her?” he asked. “Ghost program,” Susan said, almost to herself. “Recruitment out of disaster zones. Stateless. Practically invisible. I never met her. But the codename crossed server logs with a Japanese flag and a redacted training file from a contractor we all pretended didn’t exist.” “Sumua was declared dead,” Pauly said, tapping the corner of the dossier with a pen cap. “Somebody laundere

ALPHA BEN POV ( AFTER AMELIA AND JASON CONVINCED JACKSON THAT SASHA NEEDS TO TRAVEL) "Alpha Ben speaking." "Ben, it's Jason. I need a favor." "Long time cousin, what's up." "Well it's not really a favor, per say. Sasha has cabin fever. Amelia and I have finally convinced my stubborn brother to let her off pack lands. We are thinking she can tour the North American packs while checking on she-wolves. We want to make sure they are being treated equally and we think she might locate her mate on the trip. But we were wanting her first stop to be White Crest. We know your females are being treated right; it's just for her first stop we would like her in familiar territory. Kind of like a test run