Alaric The Originals Mga Nobela at Kwento

I turned instantly to see who had entered, and my heart stilled the moment my eyes fell on the figure at the door. Alaric. He strode into the room with confidence. He was a handsome man with broad shoulders but he had tattoos and scars from battles. He was someone who had been by Alpha Kane’s side for years. His gaze was steady as he walked toward Alpha Kane, offering a respectful nod of greeting. "Good morning, Alpha Kane," Alaric said, his voice deep and smooth like music to my wolf ears And that was when it happened. “Mate.” My wolf screamed out loud.

Evan said with a smile beaming on his face. Alaric couldn't stop the growl that rose from his chest. He yanked his arm from the stupid Omega’s grasp and stood, glaring at him. “You will never be even a sliver of what my Goddess-given mate is to me! If you think I'll love you you're kidding yourself, and so is your fucked up father!” Alaric growled, and the next moment, he was lying on the ground with Aldrich standing over him.

his voice whispered as his nose sniffed my neck, his fingers rolling my hair. Every feeling of his breath on my skin sent a surge of anger rather than the usual pleasure through my spine. With my heart pounding in my ears, I cringed, avoiding to start any scene. Not yet. "What do you want? And you still left my question hanging in the air.” He raised his arms as though in surrender, his voice resonating in something laced with malice. “I am Alaric, the true Beta of King Kael.” The mention of Kael sent a jolt of anger for a flick moment sent a jolt of anger through me and the reason for the man standing right in front of me was his beta. For a second, I felt like strangling him.

BRAK BRUK Alaric kicked the servant's body so hard that he winced in pain, Alaric immediately left Liona's residence. Such was Alaric's nature, he was a demon in human form. Rude and unhuman-like, for more than a year Emerald had only witnessed the man's madness in torturing several servants who he thought were incompetent in his eyes. Liona could see Emerald's face. "Are you surprised, that's Alaric's nature." Liona said. Emerald nodded. "Yes, I'm used to seeing his rude behavior." Emerald said. Emerald moved away from her sitting position, she bent down to help the maid who was down in pain.

He fisted his hands and glared at the elder. “You will not tell me what to do or not do in my house. In fact, get out!” Alaric suddenly lost his cool and yelled at them. The three elders hurriedly took some steps away from him because he had released his wolf aura on them. It was suffocating. Since Alaric was more powerful than them, it affected them greatly. The three elders were shocked. They didn't expect Alaric to be this strong. Seeing that they had underestimated him and mishandled the situation, a second elder stepped forward and slightly bowed to Alaric.

“Experiment 12_ Henry Bart- Alpha werewolf- “X” Henry happened to be Harley’s childhood friend, it was even part of the reason she agreed to move here when her dad suggested they had to cause of work. Henry used to stay in Los Angeles but his parents moved here after they lost his sister, they planned a fresh start. Harley thought she could reconnect with her best friend after his grieving but soon teenagers started missing and Henry was one of them. Many still haven’t been found.

Morgana’s spell no longer work on him since the countdown to the takeover started, she didn’t know what else she could use to stop him. “I will kill you!” Alarick growled, his eyes were blood red and blazing with fury, he glared at the man in his hand, and all he could feel was the thirst for blood, he wanted to shed his blood, he wanted to kill him, that was all he could think of. “Die!” He yelled and aimed for his heart with his other hand. The man held out a loud shout as Alarick’s hand dig into his chest, he knew this was the end for him, and he wished he had just listened when he asked them to stop.

In that moment Ally felt like an object. A blinding light appeared and as the light died she could make out a figure. It was a massive and winged. A pair of human feet walked over the glass towards them and seemed to leave the owner unaffected. Ally instinctively put the little boy behind her and began walking away from what was now two men. A demon and a black winged angel. “It was me, Gabriel. Leader of the army of heaven.” His voice boomed. She had never seen two better looking men in the same room.

Eve smiled at him. “Yes, pa, not running away,” she said, about to remove her hand, but he held on tighter. “Can you two just give me a break? I have been so worried, Mae, with so many what-if’s. I still can’t believe you are alive and pregnant with a mate. And I am so mad at you, Maeve,” he said, rubbing his head and showing me his forehead. Alaric is a young man; he shouldn’t be over 40. He is very tall, fit, and also very handsome. His hair is brown and very full, and I can see the stress lines. When he freshens up, he is going to look like a dashing young man, and his sons will look a lot like him.

“They’re not just rogues. They’re coordinated. Controlled. And their Alpha…” Kael narrowed his eyes. “Who is it?” Ezren hesitated, then said, “Alaric.” Aria’s blood ran cold. “But he’s dead. We watched him fall during the Great Divide.” Ezren shook his head. “Dead, yes. But not destroyed. Something brought him back—and it brought him back changed.” Kael cursed under his breath. “We don’t have time for legends. We deal with what’s in front of us.”