“Put me down!!” I shouted, thrashing my legs against his hold. “Put me down! What the fuck!” I punched him hard but, of course, he probably didn’t even feel it. “I told you not to try me,” Asher muttered, throwing open the door. “This could have gone much better.” “Put me down!!” I screamed, struggling against his grasp. “Put me down, Asher Gray!” Even if I was upside down and all I could actually see was his…well, ass, I could feel several curious eyes watching us. “I am going to kill you,” I threatened as he opened the car door. “Sure,” he said, absolutely disinterested. Leaning down, he lowered me into the passenger seat, surprisingly gentle, and shot me a look. Just as I was about to open my mouth to give him a piece of my mind, he pulled out a handkerchief from his pocket and fastened it around my mouth. “This should keep your mouth shut for a while,” he said. I reached out to hit him, but fast as lightning, he had both my hands in his grasp. I glared at him, trying to wrigg
Asher This has literally got to be the most unromantic proposal ever. Ivy’s eyes were wide as she stared at me and, even after minutes passed away, that was all the response I got from her. A plain, blank stare. “Will you marry me?” I repeated and inwardly kicked myself for not bringing a ring. But then again, this wasn’t really a proposal. It was more like asking her to help me out. Dad was going to ride my ass non-stop if I didn't find a Luna before the reawakening ceremony. A mating ball was definitely not an option because first this wasn't the thirteenth century, and second, I didn’t want to end up a laughing stock. Plus, it wouldn’t be right to Ivyanka, regardless of her sentiments towards me. Or mine towards her. After giving this an entire afternoon and evening of thought, the best conclusion I came to was to ask her for help. However, now I realize I should have given it more thought, because I really
Ivy I was pretty damn sure he could hear the resounding pounding of my heart or sense the heat that flooded through my body. My mouth was dry as hay as he leaned closer, placing both his arms on either side of my head and caged me with his strong and muscular body. The way he looked into my eyes, almost like he was diving into the depths of my soul, had me both breathless and weak at the knees at once. And I have never been weak at knees for anyone. Ever. The pull towards him was so intense that I could almost taste it, something intoxicating lingering in my senses. “Because you are my mate,” Asher whispered. “And only you have the right to be my… Luna.” My stomach flipped, goosebumps tingling all over my skin at the way he articulated the word luna. It was a struggle to think highly of this man or even remotely try to trust him. But the way he called me his Luna, there was a deep, carnal promise hanging thr
Asher “It’s gone towards the south perimeter!” I mindlinked to the guys, dashing through the forest, tracing the god-awful scent that was left behind by the lurker while trying to sort through the noises in my head. Reed, Graham, Eli, the hunters, different images and interpretations of the scent left behind coming from each one of them. Someone was watching Ivy and me, and someone has dared to cross into our territory. This kind of activity was very common with rogues, but as I traced the disgusting scent, it didn’t feel like a rogue. Mac sprinted through the forest at top speed, trying to catch up with the shadow that we spotted but halfway through, it had just vanished. “We are on our way,” Eli mindlinked as I tried to keep up with the trail of scent that was left. It was weird how the scent was scattered. Mac had to sniff from tree to tree to keep up with the path that the intruder took, with the scent lingering acros
IvyI wiped my eyes haphazardly with the back of my hand as I ran away from Asher, rushing into the darkness to hide the guilt gnawing at my chest. I was so angry that it hurt but I wasn’t angry at him for not letting me on patrol duty. I was angry at myself for being so weak and helpless at the clutches of a man I knew absolutely nothing about except for his name was: Alpha Killian Price.A few moments ago:“Ki…Killian,” I stuttered, my voice sounding like I was being choked. What was he doing here? How did he even get here? I didn’t even hear him coming.“Did you miss me, my little Alpha?” he whispered in my ear, his voice raspy and his breath tinged with the scent of alcohol.The usual repulsion spread through my chest again and I moved back, trying to steady myself. I quickly glanced behind me, hoping to the moon goddess that Asher won’t return just yet. I had no idea how I would explain myself if he found me with Killian. And also, a part of me didn’t want him anywhere near this m
Asher“What are you doing?” Mac snapped, startling me. “Go after her! Find her! She doesn’t know her way around here. It’s dark!” “She made her choice. Why would I go after her?” I scowled. “I don’t have to deal with her bullshit just because she is my mate. I have better things to do with my life than babysit a grown-ass woman,”“So you are fine with her wandering around in the dark with some untraceable intruder in the loose?” he demanded.“She is a warrior. I am sure she can defend herself if needed,” I said.“Fine, if you don’t go after her, then I will,” he hissed.“What do…” I couldn’t complete the rest as a startling pain erupted through my body. It hurt so bad that I had to bend over to hold myself together.“Mac, stop it!” I wailed. “Stop trying to phase! Stopppp!”“Somebody needs to be the man,” my wolf roared. “I am not letting her wander around in this darkness on her own!” “Fine! Fine…I’ll go!” I exclaime
Note: Mature Content AheadI dragged my eyes back to hers and yet, there was no reaction from her. Her expression was impassive as she watched me…and I watched her. There was no possible way to hide the animalistic desire and raw need I felt. I was pretty sure it was written all over my face. But I just can’t help it. She was my mate and she was …gorgeous. I am sure even if there was no matebond between us, my reaction would still be the same.Ivy was the kind of beautiful that words can’t do justice. She was her own kind of beautiful. A beauty that transcends words or colors or anyone’s imagination. The kind of beauty I have never had the privilege to experience until now. My heart was a frantic tempo as she slowly walked over to me, no prominent expression on her face but stunning blue eyes holding me in invisible shackles.“I…I didn’t mean to…I wa…” I was stuttering, my mind refusing to cooperate as she gazed up at me. “I…am so sorry, Ivy. I just…I was looking for you and didn’t kn
AsherMy head throbbed violently as I dragged myself downstairs for breakfast the next morning. I couldn’t sleep, nor could I go back to patrolling after what happened, because my mind was reeling. So I spent the majority of it emptying the bar and trying to figure out what happened at the lakehouse and if I dreamed all of it. But the marks on my back from her nails were confirmation that I didn’t. It all happened between us, none of it was a dream and the worse part…she initiated it.And then left me feeling like a fucking villain. Like I was the one forcing myself on her when in fact, she was the one who used and manipulated me. The fucking matebond stripped me of all m
Ivy's momThe sun was barely up, but the pack grounds were already alive with activity. Omegas hurried back and forth, setting up chairs, arranging flowers, and double-checking the decorations for Ivan’s ceremony. Today was the day my son, my firstborn, would be crowned Alpha, and I couldn’t stop myself from fussing over every last detail.“Make sure the garlands hang evenly,” I called to one of the omegas, pointing at a lopsided section. “And Kiera, wipe down the Alpha’s chair again, please. It has to be spotless.”“Yes, Luna,” they replied in unison, quickly moving to fix it.I sighed, smoothing the front of my dress as I watched them work. Everything looked beautiful, but it still didn’t feel ready. Today was too important to settle for anything less than perfect.Strong arms wrapped around my waist, startling me slightly as I was pulled into a familiar embrace. “You’re doing it again,” came a deep voice, warm and teasing.I smiled despite myself. “Doing what?”“Worrying over things
Hi lovelies! I hope you are doing well. The Alpha's Warrior have ended and I truly appreciate all your love and support. For those who have joined me in this journey first time, thank you so much. And if you enjoyed my work, I would like to keep you posted about my next work. Coming up next is a story that will take you from the world of Alpha's to that of dark, brooding, sexy Mafia's. Here's a peak:Blurb: The Mafia's Arranged Bride She was his light. He was her darkness. Gianna Ammassari, the adored sister of the strongest Sicilian mafia don, thought marrying Nico Baldocchi, the man she had secretly loved since childhood, was literally her dream come true. But that dream quickly turns into a nightmare when Nico reveals that his heart still belongs to another and there ever will be no place for her there. Bound by duty and driven by love, Gianna clings to the hope that maybe one day she can win Nico’s affection.But was her love powerful enough to break the walls Nico had built
By evening, the pack house was twinkling with lights like fairyland. The afternoon went by with the usual celebrations that we do with the pack members, giving gifts and sharing the feast with them. In the evening, it was time for our guests to arrive.“Merry Christmas!” Shae and Archer were the first ones to arrive, bringing in piles of gifts with them. Their son Reign was six years old now and good friends with Theo.Lia and Jordan followed next, along with their daughter Hyacinth, born six months after the war. Natalie unfortunately couldn’t make it because she was preoccupied, but Catalina did, accompanied by her mate, Alpha Cristian, a man she met at the annual mating ball. She was totally against the idea, but it was Asher who pushed her, asking her to at least give the idea of finding another mate a chance.Catalina reluctantly agreed and, as destiny would have it, she crashed into Cristian. It ruined her expensive evening gown because Cristian ended up spilling champagne on it
Ivy4 years laterThe day was chilly as hell even though, mercifully, the sun shone bright in the sky, the snowfall finally stopping but covering the entire packhouse in a white blanket. But again, what was Christmas without some snow?I inhaled the fresh, cold air and leaned down to place the bouquet of white lilies on the gravestone. I stared at the beautiful engraved writing and felt the familiar ache in my chest rising for a moment.Our Little Angel,Forever Loved, Never ForgottenIt’s been four years since we lost her, four years since the second Cold War ended, and yet not a day has passed by when I haven’t thought of her. Every year on special occasions, Asher and I bring flowers to decorate her gravestone. And Christmas was something that we never missed.And it wasn’t just her. Around me, rested every person I have once loved dearly and still did. Just beside my unborn daughter’s grave was that of a man who was my best friend and companion, a man who was an example of what lov
IvyThe ruins of MysticWarriors stretched out before me, a haunting blend of beauty and devastation. Where once vibrant life thrived, only remnants of a forgotten past remained. The grand white marble pack house that had stood as a symbol of strength and unity was now reduced to rubble, overgrown with vines and moss. The lush forest surrounding it seemed to mock the destruction.This was home—at least, it had been.I inhaled deeply, the cool mountain air filling my lungs, carrying with it the faint, earthy scent of rain. Somewhere in the distance, the roar of the waterfall could be heard, its sound as steady as the heartbeat of the land. This place held so much of my childhood: laughter shared with friends, the warmth of family, lessons learned under the sunlit canopy of trees. Now, it was little more than a shell of those memories.My father walked ahead, his shoulders slumped, his movements uncharacteri
Asher“Why is that?” Rose asked. “The mark probably has faded now that he is dead. And it wasn’t of any significance anyway, because he wasn’t your true mate, isn’t it?”“It’s not the mark,” Natalie said.“Then what is it, Nat?” Logan demanded, looking worried. “What is it?” Natalie gazed up at us, tears flooding her eyes.“I…I am carrying his child…” Everyone froze for a bit, processing the info until the silence was broken by a resounding bark from Logan.“What?” he roared, his eyes red with fury. “What did you say?”“Logan…calm down,” Cora muttered, grabbing his hand. “Let her speak…”“I…I just found out a few days ago,” she whispered. “Killian was the only man I had any sexual relationship with recently so it’s…it’s obvious that the child is his.”“Fuck,” I muttered under my breath. I don’t even want to imagine how Natalie must be feeling. Killian technically raped her and the child…it wasn’t a product of love between two people but…“I am so sorry, Natalie,” Rose said softly. “Hav
AsherI probably have never seen so much hustle and bustle in the pack ever before. People were rushing around, the infirmary crowded like hell as Avery and others who volunteered tended to the injured warriors and hunters, which was a staggering number. Shouts for medicine and bandages and what not echoed across the pack mixed with occasional screaming and shouting from the men. The priestesses and Sabrina were also helping, using their magic to mend those who were beyond mending.On the other hand, Shae, Lia, Rose and Catalina passed over steaming cups of coffee and food. Cora sat in the corner with Logan holding her close to him after they both had been treated by Avery. Sabrina’s potion has worked so the vampire venom didn’t affect Cora or anyone else in a life-threatening manner. But it certainly weakened them a lot. Logan glanced up at me and gave me a nod.I nodded back and then clenched my fingers tightl
AsherEveryone in the room froze, a collective breath held in shock. I blinked, staring at her as if I couldn’t believe what I was hearing.“I’ll do it,” Cora repeated, her words firm, unyielding. “If I can help in any way to bring that precious, innocent life back, then I will do it.”“Me too,” Rose chimed in, her voice steady but filled with a quiet determination. “It doesn’t matter the cost... we will do it.”I could hardly breathe as I looked at them, my throat tight with emotion. “Yeah, if it can help Ivy and the baby...” Logan’s voice followed, and then Noah’s, both of them agreeing without hesitation, without a second thought.Tears welled up in my eyes to see the unconditional love that my family had for me. It was a love I couldn’t fully comprehend, a selflessness that went beyond anything I could ever repay. I knew how much Noah wanted a bigger family. I knew Logan had always dreamed of a baby girl. And yet, not for a moment had they hesitated. Not for a second had they thoug
AsherMy stomach twisted, and my wolf stirred uneasily at Sabrina’s words. A sacrifice from Cora and Rose…what was that supposed to mean?“Cora and Rose?” I echoed, barely able to process what she’d said. “Why them, Sabrina? Why not me? I am her mate, after all.”“Because they are true Lunas of GrayCrest, Asher. Just as Ivy is,” Sabrina answered, her eyes darting behind me.I turned around to see the others returning—bruised and battered and barely breathing. Cora didn’t look good at all, hardly managing to stand without Logan’s support, who himself looked like he would collapse right now. Noah and Rose walked hand-in-hand, Rose’s beautiful face battered and scarred. Jordan, Archer, Shae, Catalina and the rest of them trailed behind, all of them halting in surprise as they spotted the altar and Ivy’s lifeless body lying there.“Sabrina…you can save her and the baby, right?” Cora croaked. “Please tell me