LOGINNiall AlcottALL I came here for was to check up on Alpha Steele. He had saved my life again, as he had when I was seven, giving me a place to call home.I wanted to know how he survived, what he was doing here, how he became one of the refugees, where he had been all this time.But instead, he wanted to tell me how much he missed me, how he loved me, how he regretted choosing Chris over me.He loved me…I thought it was just a word on the tongue.Until he kissed me…The man I spent 22 years suppressing my heat for kissed me.I froze, and I was caught. By the men I was fated to, men I had forgotten were absolutely dangerous.“No, it's not what you think—”They weren't the type who listened.In the following second, Alpha Steele was thrown out of the tent. His body tore through the plastic window of the canopy, landing with a thud. He rolled but wasn't given the chance to recover before
Xander CaldwellWHISPERS and chatter were usually piercing to the ear in a war gallery crowded with councilmen.In this case, my brothers and I commanded pitch black silence the moment we stepped into the room. This was going to be a short meeting. We had Niall to return to.Ever since he showed signs of pregnancy, we hadn't left his side. Though the doctor said he was stressed, which nearly got him killed by Lucious, my brothers and I eventually accepted the diagnosis once we realised we were overstimulating him too.We didn't want to stress Niall any further. Right now, he was to be treated with all the care in the world and beyond this universe.On the vast table lay a large map, spread out and clipped at the edges with bronze weights. Blue and red miniature structures dotted important spots.Blue marked allies while red marked enemies. Other carved wooden pieces represented mountains, ridges, and bodies of water to better ass
Niall AlcottNEVER did I imagine that carrying the Kings of Vael's heir meant imprisonment. Otherwise, I wouldn't be losing my shit right now.48 hours.The whole of that time was spent inside my room, treated like some newly bought glassware. They took it literally when they called me a rare gem, hiding me as though I would shatter at any moment if I so much as decided to stroll outside.Because of that decision, I had been stuck with Mr. Meany Face. I looked up from the book I was reading. I had been on the same page for the past hour, grazing past words that did not even make sense to me.I needed my life back. I hadn't even been allowed to see anyone else, not even Ana or Natalie.What a horror.Mr. Meany Face had his head rested against the recliner, eyes closed, breathing calm, hands draped over the arms. He was far too relaxed.My time to escape.I sprang up and rushed towards the door.I was so close.Just twist the fucking handle and get out.He appeared right there and then,
Niall AlcottTALK about the best shock of your life.I had mine seven hours ago, and I still hadn't recovered.A lot of things happened back at the opening of the Foundation, and I hadn't even had the time to process them.It was true that I was pregnant. Like, I actually was carrying a baby inside me kind of pregnant.I knew it was a hell of a surprise, but really, I had something growing inside me. Like a baby growing. A pup. A fucking something growing inside of me.Inside my stomach. My stomach!I crashed out.Just like I had an hour ago, and a few minutes ago, every ticking second.This was the third time the doctor had come to check on me.“Other than the concussion, you are fine,” he told me.After he left, I was alone in the room. The shock had been so much for me that the doctor had advised Xander and Lucious to stay away. They would heighten the shock, he warned.I watched Vael spread out in the distance, the bell ringing continuously. It was to let the people know of an hei
Niall Alcott“WHAT the fuck?” I lost my senses right there. “Alpha Steele?”Every bit of chaos around me vanished into thin air. There was no believing my eyes in this state.“You—you died,” I whispered. My vision blurred as tears glazed my eyes.“I survived, little moth,” he said, and a smile escaped me.It was truly him. I hadn't realised how much it meant to hear that nickname. He had given it to me on the night we escaped Emrys's captivity, a measure of my resistance against my fear.I had always been afraid of fire, yet I didn't let it stop me that night.I looked around before settling back on him, his shoulder grazed by the bullet, blood seeping out.How was he here? I had so many questions, and my brain was running on a thousand thoughts at once.“I'll get you help. I'm—”The sound of three gunshots rang through the air. The gathering had turned into full-fledged chaos, people clamouring for safety, the witches of Voss College trying to protect what they could.My sight caught
Niall AlcottTHE TWELFTH: THE TRANSITIONFrom a little boy with fragile hands whose back became a map of wounds and bruises, I became a monster at the peak of this madness.Madness, apparently, attracts and bonds with others who had tasted what it meant.This was Lucious.I will not say he saved me, because that word implies I was waiting to be saved, and I was not. I had stopped waiting for anything.Miracles be damned.I had waited for so long to die, so when it came, I accepted it. I lay on the battlefield, a fallen soldier, blinded by the dust, deafened by the noise.He stood in the flicker of the light and he did something quieter than saving. He looked at me like I was a person, and at that particular moment in my life, that was the most violent thing anyone had ever done to me.To make me feel like I existed.He offered me a choice. The first I had ever been given. I had tasted death like him but I could be remade into a new identity.I simply chose.THE THIRTEENTH: THE WALLTh







