New Ash 소설 & 이야기

"And this toper you claimed has to go now, love." Adom grinned, swiping Ash now damp hair back. "I'm sorry for holding you back here, baby." "I'll be back quick,." Ash said, finally standing up, he looked at Adom one last time before going to their shared closet. "You'll get the taste of this ass after the show tomorrow, I promise." He said, and just like that, Ash shy demeanor quickly changed into something more mischievous and it turned Adom on so much, seriously .

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“Go ‘head and call it in.” The crackle of a radio stung my ears. “Ashford is dead.” The second one said. An electronic beep signaled the end of his message. “Can’t believe I killed an Alpha. You think I’ll get a raise for it?” “He’s not an Alpha. Not yet, anyway.” “Well, he ain’t gonna be now.” A loud, wet laugh echoed throughout the mall. Seconds passed when Macon’s sent slithered into my nostrils. I let the shock flow through me, releasing it as quickly as it had come. All that mattered was my breathing, keeping my heartbeat slow.

Ash’s POV The roar of the clubhouse hit me before I even turned off my engine. Laughter, shouts and the sound of bottles clinking rent the air and for a moment, I wonder how they could easily fall back into their normal lives less than twelve hours after an attack. It was chaos the way I remembered it, but somehow louder and more… non challant. Inside, the air was thick with smoke and sweat. A few brothers cheered when they saw me, others nodded, their eyes sharp, reading me like they weren’t sure what version of Ash had come back.

The Alpha I watch as the little survant takes off running long brown hair blowing behind her, thick thighs sliding her dress just below her ass as she runs. The wolf inside my head growls crawing at me to chase after her "soon....." i tell him. The urge to chase her down and teach her a lession on manners has my skin itching. Doesnt she know better? You never run from a wolf expecially not a alpha..... we live for the hunt our primal nature driving each and everyone of us. And me ohhh.... i just found my next prey. " You can run but you can't hid little mouse" i say turning and heading for my office.

Hamish whispered, “Unification. The echo is unification.” I glared. “Speak plainly, Hamish.” He turned to me slowly. “Ashen is not merely awakening. He is reforming the original eclipse form.” Ashen’s breath caught sharply. “You mean… me?” “Yes,” Hamish said. “You.” A cold pulse of panic rose inside Ashen, and immediately I wrapped an arm around him, pulling him against my chest. “You are not becoming something else,” I said firmly. “You are becoming a stronger version of yourself.”

Aishen dared smile instead of his usual infuriating smirk. He reached us and waved. “Hi, Nina. Hi, Zevara” “Hi, Ashen,” Nina replied cheerfully and that made me surprised because back at the Lunarstrike pack…. they were sworn enemies. I couldn't reply because I was wondering if the scene in front of me was real or I was just hallucinating. Then he faced Nina. “Did you tell her?“ “Oh.. sorry I forgot,” Nina said. Then she leaned closer to me. “Zev, the thing is that.. Ashen said he is sorry for the way he treated you. He genuinely asked that you forgive him and you both become mates again.“

he said, pushing me toward the car with an air of familiarity that I found unsettling. I scoffed, annoyed by his casual demeanor. Why was he acting as if we were old friends? I had seen him a few times when he visited John, but this level of closeness felt jarring. Who exactly was he? Asher led me to his car—a striking yellow Lamborghini that seemed to flaunt its opulence in the face of the storm. The rain poured relentlessly, and Asher held a large black umbrella over us, the only barrier between us and the deluge. His touch, as he guided me towards the vehicle, was brief but electric, making my heart race despite my attempts to stay composed.

Nina's words fell on deaf ears. Ash had heard them many times before, yet they failed to sway his unwavering affection for Julie—until a few days later, when it seemed as though the universe itself was warning him. Following the birth of Charlotte's child, Griffith reassigned Ash to a branch office. Already swamped with work, Ash's responsibilities grew as Griffith left for overseas. After enduring several months of relentless work in the chilling weather, Ash likely caught a cold and suddenly became sick.

And we both have other people to love. “Slate sweetie, we need to go!” Ash calls from the van. The way she is saying his name makes me want to cringe, it's so syrupy and sweet. I know it is a show, to remind me of who he belongs to. I don’t need the reminder, I am quite aware that he is off limits.