Alaric One And Only Love Novels & Stories

Alaric growled at Kimberly and took hold of me, trying to pull me to him. "Don't you dare touch me with your filthy hands, you cheater!" I cried out, as I pushed him off me, and got free of his hold, "I loved you, Alaric. I loved you more than anything. I thought you were the only one in this pack who truly cared about me, after Kimberly, but it was all a lie. You both...you both played with my feelings. Why? Why did you do that?" He stood silent and frozen as a statue, while Kimberly rolled her eyes and slipped out of the bed, not bothering to hide her nudity as she approached Alaric and leaned her naked body against his, and winked at me.

Tessa’s POV I felt odd about his response but I decided to push it down. His eyes, those piercing eyes lock onto mine, unreadable as always as Lititi suddenly began to crave his wolf and I couldn’t stop it. I’m done waiting for him to make a move. My body filled with a reckless need, and before he can say a word, I step forward, my voice desperate without hesitation. “I love you Alaric,” I say, and immediately claim his lips with mine, fierce and unapologetic.

“You meant every single word, and all I could think about was how much I’ve taken from you, how much I’ve broken, how much of your life I already destroyed before you ever had the chance to live it.” I choked out a sob. “Alaric—” “I love you, Meadow.” A tear slid down my cheek, a shiver racking my body. He said it. He… finally said it. He loved me. He. Loved. Me. Alaric stepped even closer this time, and my breath hitched when his hand came around my waist. His voice was steady and low as he continued. “I love you in a way that terrifies me. I love you so much that I would… I’d rather you hate me for the rest of your life than keep lying to you just to keep you by my side.” His throat bobbed

“Damn, love really does change people. If you could see yourself right now, I bet you look like a complete idiot.” Alaric didn’t deny it. “Wait until you find someone you truly like—you’ll get it.” This conversation was going nowhere. Argo could practically feel Alaric’s happiness oozing through the phone. It was starting to piss him off. So, in retaliation, he fired off the one question he knew would make Alaric uncomfortable. “Since you’re so in love—tell me, when’s the wedding?” He was sure he’d finally put Alaric in a tough spot.

My vision blurred at that moment and I heard echoes of people laughing around me. "If you think I ever loved you then you are nothing but a fool," I heard Alaric say. "I only used you to satisfy my urges, Elora, but my heard stayed true to Emily. She is the one I love." A bead of tear rolled down my eyes as my heart ached from Alaric's betrayal. "No," I muttered underneath my breath as I turned my head to the side. The laughter around me grew as I slowly blacked out.

“Get up and go back to your room. Your request is absurd.” But Alaric didn’t budge, shaking his head forcefully like a child throwing a tantrum. His eyes were red, wet with tears—whether he was holding them back or letting them flow freely was unclear. This time, he wouldn’t give up. Not until his father gave him what he wanted—Cassandra, back by his side. “I love Cassandra.” Alaric’s voice trembled with desperation. “I know I’m too late. I know I’ve been a fool. But I’ve realized that I can’t live without Cassandra.”

But Alaric keeps moving closer, closing the distance until he stands right in front of me. “I will destroy you. Just like he destroyed me, even though he was my mate,” I whisper. “Then do it. I would rather die by your hands, Princess.” My palm presses against Alaric’s chest, and black shadows seep out between my fingers. I can hear Dorian shouting angrily, telling Alaric to back away. But Alaric does not flinch at all. “I love you, Maeve, with all my heart,” Alaric says softly.

Neo’s POV Alaric's gentle words of reassurance, “Hush, my love, everything will be alright,” are whispered tenderly as he holds her in a tight embrace. Despite her unease, she seeks solace by snuggling even closer to him. Yet, the agony grows stronger, becoming almost unbearable. Just as she inches nearer to Alaric, a deep growl escapes my lips, reverberating throughout the room, causing her eyes to widen in astonishment. To her surprise, I stand before her, my wolf's instincts surging, yearning to claim her as my mate.

His arm tightened instinctively around her shoulders. “Father, mother,” Harold began, looking away from Alaric to stare at his parents. “What’s going on-” “That,” Alaric said, his voice cutting through the room like a blade. “is my mate.” Every head turned toward him. Eliza’s breath left her in a shaky exhale. “She is the woman that belongs to me,” he continued, refusing to take his eyes off her. “She is my mate. I have marked her. And I am here to claim her.”

His arm tightened instinctively around her shoulders. “Father, mother,” Harold began, looking away from Alaric to stare at his parents. “What’s going on-” “That,” Alaric said, his voice cutting through the room like a blade. “is my mate.” Every head turned toward him. Eliza’s breath left her in a shaky exhale. “She is the woman that belongs to me,” he continued, refusing to take his eyes off her. “She is my mate. I have marked her. And I am here to claim her.”