4p Alastor Novels & Stories

The walls are carved floor to ceiling with the same split-crescent symbol from the note, repeated hundreds of times, like a chant carved in stone, some fresh and sharp-edged, others worn soft and pale with age, as if generations of hands had traced the same symbol over centuries. In the center of the chamber, chained to an iron post, is Jax. "Jax!" I rush forward before anyone can stop me, and this time none of them try. His head lifts slowly at the sound of my voice, one eye swollen shut, blood dried dark along his jaw, but he's breathing. Alive. His shirt is torn at the collar, and there are raw red lines circling both wrists where the iron has bitten into skin. "April," he rasps. "You sho

His eyes closed, and he let the waterfall splash wash over him. Aland was bare-chested and only wore black trousers. He felt the scar on his stomach that had been covered by the tattoo. His chest muscles throbbed. Aland shook his head weakly. One earring in the left ear swayed with the wind. "Now is the time for you to make your choice." Aland bent down at the mouth of the cave. He turned into a gray wolf and jumped over the waterfall curtain. He ran towards the place they had agreed on, followed by his troops.

The figure was shadowy and seemed to be floating around. Isabella and Leo instinctively reached for their blades. “Who's there,” Isabella demanded in a loud voice that echoed across the courtyard. The figure didn’t respond. It just lifted it's head but they couldn't make out the face. And then, it spoke, it's eerie voice echoing all around them. “Prepare, for the storms are about to begin. The Pure Alpha is the key.” And just like that, it disappeared like a most into the night. Leaving them more confused.

Making you aware that one wrong move can get you killed in a less than a nanosecond. As soon as, the entourage of Alfa Re entered the Royale Palace, a shift in the air was filled. Alfa Re has released some of his power and every werewolf out in the vincinty of the place felt the presence of Alfa Re Supremo. The warriors that were assigned at the main entrance named after first Alfa Re - Aldrich Entrance, stood up more straight than a ramrod. Even though I was his mate, his aura was pressuring me down as well, the reason being I was not marked yet and I don't share his DNA as of yet.

Now that sounded like a death sentence for everyone involved. “Wait. You said, ‘almost’ inevitable,” Alisa muttered. “So that means… she saw something else.” Jester nodded. “It’s a long shot. But it’s the only one we have.” “What do you mean?” “The Fourth was created to capitalize on that shred of hope. To do that, we have to identify and eliminate those who plan to use the Wane and the Anomalies to bring true evil into the three worlds.” “What do you mean…true evil?” Alisa asked, frowning.

she sobbed as her legs gave out on her and she went crashing to the floor, the chains stopping her from moving more than a foot in her mates direction. I looked over the guy known as Steve and noticed that his head was slightly raised, as if he was trying through the slits that were his eyes. “Cleo?” It was barely a whisper, but thanks to my wolf hearing I heard him. Cleo? I knew a Cleo. Where did i know a Cleo a from. Remember... my wolf whispered in my head and I rolled my eyes at the timing Not now Due Remember Remember what?

Strange markings were carved into the surface of the stone, symbols that twisted and shimmered as though alive, but no matter how long I stared, I couldn’t decipher their meaning. My brow furrowed. “What does all these mean?” I whispered. “It’s your destiny. Don’t you realize it?” The voice came from behind me, it was calm, deep, and all too familiar. I spun around, my breath catching in my throat. For Alastor stood there. He looked exactly as I remembered tall, imposing, his eyes gleaming with that strange mixture of wisdom and age. He stepped forward, his gaze fixed on the staff. “You were meant to find this,” he said quietly.

All I know is that when all seems lost and I am at the point of death, about to cross the bridge between life and death, I am resurrected, fully charged with powers and strength unimaginable. I know that is why people are afraid of me; they should be. I have looked at death, I have seen his face, and I have lived. I have gone to the other side and come back. I am not afraid of anything. That is why I am confident that I won't be defeated by a mere alpha. I am 100 percent sure that that is Clayton's voice. The slimy bastard thinks that he can protect himself from me by using people like he always does.

I sprayed so much perfume around before I opened the door that I doubt she could even make out mine in there. "Uh huh, apparently Alpha Eligor is furious. He's punishing the night patrol by making them figure out how the Rogues got past them before they're allowed to end their shift. Even if it takes days or weeks, they're not allowed to leave until they know." Ana carries on excitedly. "He says they're lucky Abaddon was out with a girl for most of the night, if he'd been in a deep sleep when the rogues got there, he may have been killed."

I say, gesturing for him to move closer and help me to Caleb's office. He starts guiding my wheelchair to Caleb's office while explaining things as best as he can. “The chick was obsessed with you, of cause she wasn't normal. The only thing that would have been going through that psycho's head is ending the life of the love of the love of her life." I frown at his explanation, finding it extremely weird. “How the hell did Alena manage to overpower a smart rogue," I confess my thoughts. Gamma Ralph shrugs and leaves, leaving me at the entrance of Caleb's office.