4p Alastor Novels & Stories

“You’d better focus on two things now, sir. Those naughty girls and the perpetrator who bullied my wife.” “Okay. But I need a clue for the bad girls you mean,” said the chancellor. Terrence glanced at me, Britney, and also Nina. Terrence glanced at the three of us as if telling us to explain. Britney immediately explained how the naughty girls looked. The Chancellor immediately realized who we meant, the Chancellor took out a photo and gave it to us. “The girls in this photo are them. One of them declared themselves to be Alpha.” Britney continued her explanation. “Yesterday, the four of them tried to ask us for money.”

The opponent never got up. After being dragged off the field by several of the pack members, it was said that he'd hit his temple on a rocky patch of ground and been left unconscious, leaving him out of the running to be alpha. The fourth battle was even harder, and Angel watched with growing anxiety as Layon's energy seemed to begin to fade before her eyes. He moved slower than before, his movements more clumsy, panting whenever he wasn't trying to bite his opponent. Angel gritted her teeth to stop herself from joining in with the rest of the pack who were yelling and screaming and cheering.

His eyes bore into mine, scolding me for my hesitation. The intensity of the situation escalated when Gustavo's hand found its way to his waist, holding him with a firm grip. It was then that the reality of who he was speaking to fully registered within him. I was not just Dorian; I was the Alpha, the ruler of our realm. A sense of respect mingled with the frustration in Ben's voice as he addressed me once again. "I apologize, Alpha, if my words came across as offensive. But please, understand that this is an extraordinary opportunity. You should seize it without hesitation," Ben pleaded, his voice laden with a mix of remorse and urgency.

I was looking for him, but I was not the only one. A presence shifted behind me. I did not turn immediately. There was no need. “You think too loudly,” a familiar voice said. I exhaled slowly. “You always appear where you are not welcome.” Alastor stepped into view with his usual calm, the kind that came from knowing most people could not touch him even if they tried. Apostle of Ra. Exiled on paper, tolerated in practice. “That is an interesting complaint,” he replied. “Coming from a man who treats contracts like loose guidelines.”

He shouted. “I'll have to mindlink him. Shit, I messed this up," he continues to blather on his own. I ignored him and began sniffing the air, hoping that Chaste's scent would help me find his room. The sweet smell of vines and pine trees! I quickly followed that smell to the farthest room. The door is a heavily painted black iron door with wolf decorative patterns. I dared to open it, and the door was, thankfully, open. I'm curious why Chaste left his room without locking the door.

"We are already here and the meeting is about to start just text me okay?" "Fine" he huffed before he ended the call. I went to the meeting hall still texting the idiot, when suddenly the intoxicating scent of rum and lavender hit me hard making all my senses alert with interest and as I was about to put the phone in my pocket, I hit someone by mistake making a tray of juice fall on my white shirt, I lifted my head to apologize instead I heard a deep growl that made my lower region tighten! "MINE!" he growled before his finger elongated to a claw and sliced the throat of the young omega standing beside me as he repeated the words again and again

I don’t even bother intervening in the conversation because I have no influence on how the pup’s wolf turn out to be. The sky is suddenly clear with a bright sunlight and the courtyard is packed with our people, who have taken it to themselves to clear out the bodies of our enemies. They all go on their knees when Rufus lifts the pup up in front of them. “Long live Prince Alloy of Lily town kingdom!” “Long live!!!!” Abi lifts up her eyebrow. “Alloy?” I shrug my shoulder because we had not reached consensus on what to name him. The inferno does dissolve steel into a liquid alloy. I guess it is a fitting name for him, but Rufus seems to have claimed our pup.

Madam Amelia seemed to know this as she nodded her head at me. “Now what? You can’t break your vow. What will you do? You can’t have a Wolf Rider running around Astoria.” There it was. She knew what her daughter was. The half human part of it was the least of it. The fact that she was a Rider—a creature that could control a werewolf with a simple command. A creature that ruined my family's life. A creature, who must be destroyed before it gains power. There hasn't been a rider born in half a century, and even before, there was only one that ruled Astoria.

"I've turned against the family for her before, and I'll do it over and over. Even if she doesn't choose me, I've devoted myself to her. I will always be by her side until she's one day mortal, I promised her that." Holly winced at his words. "Eros?" she whispered at his shoulder. He continued to face the others as he held his hands together and gathered his own energy. "If you push me, I'll kill you both." "You're going to kill one of the Four Horsemen?" War chuckled. "You should have been the sin of Pride instead. To think you'd consider yourself that advanced." He clucked his tongue. "Girl, bring Death, and let's finish this."

Beta Noir was leading the patrol group for the night. He had made it his utmost aim to catch and extract information from every rogue lurking around in the darkness. He geared up himself before leaving for the packed gate where he’d meet the speedy awaiting group. He flexed up his muscles underneath his shadow black armor shins. Noir never really fancied color that much. As he approached the gate, he saw Alpha Damon come through it. He halted and bowed his head.