Alastor Chibi Novels & Stories

After that no more families came to foster her. "Hellooooooo...." Mandi waved her hand in front of Ally's far off stare. Snapping back to the present, Alyssa saw the green eyes that belong to the tall, auburn hair, annoyingly happy orphan, that was looking at her with such concern. "Happy Birthday, Ally cat." Mandi smiled as she turned to rummage through Alyssa's dresser. "It's your eighteenth birthday how do you feel? Any different?" She almost cooed.

I felt a pit form in my stomach and I did not like the foreboding that latched onto me. Dominik sighed and turned to the wolf. “Where is s-“ “I am here alpha.” My head spun to the sound of the voice that echoed through the walls. It was a girl, about the same age as I was. Her silky hair was tied up in a pony tail and the length of it was astonishing. Her caramel eyes mixed with green streaks twinkled as she gazed at Dominik. Her porcelain skin was a sight to behold and it was painfully breathtaking. I hated to admit it, but she was utterly beautiful and stunning.

If only the lady knew that any eighteen year old werewolf would do that comfortably. The lady wasn't alone. In the back of the car was a little boy, seven or eight years at most. He was playing a game on his tablet, it had all of his attention. “You like the game, right? What's the name?” The boy looked up and smiled. “Yes, it's really fun, it's called Butter Slap.” “What happens in the game? You slap people on the face with butter?" To my surprise, the boy nodded in agreement. “Yes! You have played it before? What level did you get to? I doubt you went beyond level seven, half my class didn't go beyond level five.”

All around her were old, detailed images of Hell hounds painted on the damaged walls. Typical narcissistic bastards. That was one of the traits she despised the most among others. Allie took her time to study their omega image, and immediately her mouth twisted at that. The picture depicted an omega with their ears back, submitting to what looked like an Alpha Hell hound with a snarling muzzle and fiery eyes glowing in the dark. She rolled her eyes. Those damn eyes.

I looked back at the helicopter circling in the night sky, wearing a confident smile. "Compared to being a Luna, you seem more confident and charming as an Alpha."

I said the last part, remembering how Vallery’s eyes glowed as she said it plain and simply he would never choose me. “I can’t accept that.” His voice was calm at first till he started shaking his head, hyperventilating just a bit. “You can’t, you will not!! I will not allow you to…” His voice started to get darker by the minute before someone came out from the fog. “Alphaa… Lets go” He looked around the same height and had the same physical features as Ronan, looking around before he looked back at Ronan who was still hyperventilating.

Balanced just like her voice was still echoing inside my chest. The memory of her face when she whispered the name kept replaying itself and my beast replayed it a hundred times louder. (Do you think she will say it again? Maybe whisper it? Maybe scream it?) “Shut up,” I muttered. My door swung open and Brian poked his head in, wearing the exact expression I wanted to punch. “Alpha…” he started, grinning ear to ear. “The future Luna calls for you to come eat.” A ridiculous warmth spread through me. I almost smiled until I realized Brian was staring at me strangely.

'' Seeing Mia's tear-filled face, Albert held both her hands in his right hand and placed her on the door. Using his left hand, he touched her torn skirt. Mia bit her lip to stop crying. The whole being trembled. The fear was so intense that he felt he would fall lifeless. I said no, Mir, if you let me come near you, I will not see anyone else outside. But what did you get after me? With his finger, he touched the torn part of Mia's skirt in a strange way. On the back of which some madness has ridden Albert Pup off.

I feel like I will never escape from the cage I spent so many years of my childhood in. The dream of my first time in the laboratory haunts my mind, a constant reminder that I am the Dark Alpha’s pet, Experiment 399. I subconsciously ran my fingers down the back of my leg, feeling the permanent engraved scar of 399, and then felt the scar over my lower abdomen. Closing my eyes, I let out a whimpered sigh. The buzzing of my phone breaks into my thoughts and I see its Benji calling. I swipe it open, and press the speaker before resting it on top of the small stool I keep near the side of the tub. “Hello?”

As the light fell, the transformation began, crushing my bones, but I was overjoyed to welcome my wolf despite the pain. Everyone looked on with a mix of curiosity and wonder, but their expressions quickly changed when my father brought out a large mirror, allowing me to see my wolf. As soon as my eyes fell on the mirror, I understood their astonishment. My eyes were not golden like everyone else’s; one was golden and the other silver. I wasn’t surprised to be a hybrid, but I was thrilled to see my wolf’s white fur and the Golden Sun Pack’s symbol on my right thigh. This made me very happy because it confirmed my belonging to the pack, even though my mother’s origins were that of a vampire.