Novels by Ash Renee

Rachel's POV"CLAYTON!" I gasped!I was overwhelmed with so much relief! I felt the tension nearly plummet from my body. Clayton's wolf was a sight to see. He stood tall, his muzzle drenched in Jean's blood. The crimson liquid slowly dripped down his smooth coat, making the deep red in his fur even darker. Hao, Clayton's wolf, looked back to the body of the rogue. Jean's wolf lay lifeless at the base of the tree. I could see blood pour from his neck, soaking into the ground. I rushed towards Hao, but he pushed past me, nearly knocking me back on my ass. He raced past me and slammed right into two light orange wolves.During the scuffle, the other two rogues shifted. Both collided with Hao, and all three rolled around on the ground. Whimpers, snarls, fur, blood, and saliva were flying everywhere as they fought to the death. I tried to move around them and look for Joyce. I had to get her to the packhouse fast. I could see her laying on the ground in the fetal position. She didn'

Rachel's POVThe thudding of my own heart beat tuned out any noise that was happening around me. I stared towards Jean's direction and saw his wolf aiming right for me. His eyes were blood red. I noticed that for a big man, his wolf was just fairly average in size. His size gave me a tiny boost of confidence. I've sparred against bigger wolves in my pack. His fur was a deep sandy color with the ends of the hair tipped in black, and they stood on the edge of his back as his rage grew from my resistance to go down without a fight. "You need to move now!" Again, the unknown females voice pulsed in my head. Instead of questioning the voice, I obliged. I swiftly rolled off my belly just as Jean's wolf landed where I once laid. I yanked the rake to me, rolled to my feet, and jumped behind the tree. I saw a blur of sandy fur pass right by me as I took shelter against the tree. I stepped on the end of the rake, braking it to form a pointy weapon. I hissed under my breath as the gash in

Rachel's POV 'Oh Moon Godess, I just fucking punched a rogue!' The thought radiated through my brain! There I stood with my fist up, mouth opened, and eyes as big as saucers staring at a now extremely pissed off rogue.Jean spit blood and cut me a glare. He was about to speak when he stopped. He seemed to be whooshing saliva around in his mouth. He took his large filthy hand and placed it on his jaw. He felt around before taking two of his sausage size fingers and began digging them around in his mouth. My shocked expression changed into disgust as I watched him rummage around in his mouth. It was only a few seconds, but seeing all the blood, dirt, and only Godess knows what else was on his hands made me want to gag. Finally, he pulled his wet, bloody fingers from his mouth and between the two massive meaty phalanx held a yellowish cavity filled tooth. I watched as he tossed it to the ground and spit once more before zoning in on me. "When I'm done with you, the others will fuck

Rachel's POV Silence spread throughout the field of my backyard. Everything and everyone went still. It was as if I commanded the entire atmosphere to halt for a moment.My eyes are still glued to Joyce. Her body was twisted under the men, and her one good eye sparkled with hope as she watched me walk to her. I had no idea how I could help her. I just knew I couldn't leave her. Not like this. I may not have a wolf, but I was a decent fighter in hand to hand combat. My dad made sure I practiced. I never missed a class. Even when I broke my hand, he forced me to continue to train. He said that in a real fight, no one would show me mercy. That more than likely, I would get hurt. And since I couldn't shift to heal myself, I would have to keep fighting if I wanted to survive. I would have to push through my weakness as a wolfless werewolf and fight through. I just needed to fight long enough for Clayton or our other men to get to us. Joyce and I would survive tonight. The men burst into

Rachel's POV I stopped mid run and stared at Joyce. She looked up and met my eyes. I swear I saw her swollen red lips silently word out 'help me'. Behind her, casually stepping through the grass, as if it was a normal day, was three rogues in their wolf form. My heart seemed to break in a million pieces as I watched her crawl towards me in terror. Her eye appeared to be worse than when I saw her through the window. Her beautiful porcelain skin was covered in bruises. Her nose looked clearly broken. Her cupid bow lips were busted in several spots. I watched as her breast swayed with each forced movement she made to escape the men, and they looked covered in human bite marks. I couldn't even begin to imagine what my friend had experienced. The men slowly shifted back into their human forms. They continued to approach her and were laughing! They were mocking Joyce and the agony, they were causing her. They picked up speed and grabbed her by the ankle, and yanked her back to them. Joyc

Rachel's POV Clayton was pulling on my hand, practically dragging me towards the backdoor. My feet just wouldn't go. I pulled back, dropping my hands to my side and looked at Clayton. "We need to help Joyce." I said loudly. I knew she needed us. Well, she needed Clayton. "She will make it. But you won't! Rachel, you can't shift on demand. You are vulnerable! I promised your dad I would get you out of here. So I'm getting you out of here." He ordered back at me as he yanked me forward towards the backdoor. Can't shift on demand? I thought to myself. What did he mean? I can't shift at all. Why is he talking to me as if I was a normal she wolf. As if I was like everyone here. I am broken. I am an outcast. I was about to tell him all those things when the female voice whispered to me again. "They are here." She stated."They are here!" I repeated. "Rachel, they aren't here yet. They are...." His voice stopped. He sniffed the air and locked eyes with me. I felt chill bumps roll acros