Novel & Cerita Alastor's Mother

I swallowed hard, suddenly feeling like a child again under my mother’s unwavering gaze. “That vampire—Alastair—he’s older than you can imagine,” she said, her voice dropping to a whisper. “One of the first. To understand how to stop him, you must first understand how he came to be.” The darkness shifted beneath us, and I realized we were sitting, though I hadn’t noticed moving. A chill ran down my spine as my mother’s expression turned grave. “Vampires were never meant to exist,” she began. “They were a mistake.”

He queried the door guards when they were done bowing. "Yes, your highness." He entered the grand room and found his mother sitting on her chair signing some documents. Vanessa Callisto. She was in her late forties, yet looked so young and, beautiful. Her shiny red hair still dazzled the same as it used to twenty-five years ago when he was born. "I heard you want to see me." Alastair spoke suppressing a deep sigh. "Good evening, Alastair." She greeted him with the same cold tone that he had inherited from her. "I heard you brought a girl. Is it something I want to learn more about?" She asked and shifted her gaze from the page to him.

The last time he was here was when we picked up Fabian’s body, but even then, he was just civil with me. “He’s just swamped with things to do.” “You don’t need to cover for him. He’s a demon. Anger rules them. I was lucky he wasn’t punishing me for it. But I want to tell you that I didn’t protect Alastor. Not intentionally.” “Are you telling me Alastor is also meant for you?” I shook my head. “Witches don’t have fated mates.” “As well as demons, Althea. So it’s impossible that he is mated to you.”

And seated beside them was a baby with silky blonde hair and mesmerizing golden irises, unmistakably Lucian. The shock of the discovery left Alexa frozen in astonishment. The realization that her mother had a connection to this otherworldly supernatural family was staggering. If she remembered correctly Lucifer's mother was a witch. It made her wonder if perhaps her mother was also a witch. She squinted her gaze at the blurry of a figure standing next to her mother with a smile on her face. There was no mistaking it, it was the old woman who lived a few blocks away Mrs Houston. She tossed the picture in shock as she felt overwhelmed by the discovery.

He must definitely take after his father. “She didn’t answer the questions I asked, she told me that only the new Goddess could give me answers” again a partial truth. I’m getting good at this whole deception thing. I’m not sure if that is something I should be proud of though. “Well, I’m convinced” Astéri laughed and slapped her hands together. Her children daughters laughed and Ares smiled wide, and I felt Alyse relax beside me. “So, you’ll tell us then? You’ll tell us where she is?” I asked urgently.

"Why drag me back to this place if you already know I should refuse?" Marcus spoke from behind them, his voice cold and precise. "Because there's only one Alpha powerful enough to break a curse this advanced. Only one whose bloodline is old enough and strong enough to counter whatever dark magic is killing our father." Gabriel closed his eyes, already knowing the name that would come next, already feeling the mate bond twist like a knife between his ribs. "Dominic Ashford," Catherine whispered. "Your mate. The only one who can save your father's life is the man who rejected you five years ago."

Her mouth purses in that sour look again. I take another step towards my mother. “Are you so terrified that Sloane Hartwell will be my mate that you are willing to water down our lineage just to keep me away from her?” “There are other Alpha females out there, Benedict.” “Yes, mother, I’m aware. You’ve been shoving them down my throat for years. I don’t want them.” “Then, you are a fool.” “The only fool in this room is you, mother,” I growl. “BENEDICT!” my father barks from behind me. “Do not speak to your mother that way.”

William softly replied. "What do you mean you don't know? Well, is he alive?" "We don't know!" He yelled moving away. From her. "Oh my God!" Alisa exclaimed slowly bending to sit. "He can't be dead or lost." "Why are you looking for him?" Daniel asked. "My mother was patrol of the coven of witches in Hilltop," Alisa replied. "And she died protecting this pearl," she removed and held it in her palm. "She handed it to me with Rex to find the werewolf and let him have the power in the pearl. My mother was killed by an alpha, and still sent a whole pack after us to retrieve it. It's called the 'moon curse'."

he adds, matter-of-factly. Dread washes over me. I think I finally understand what he wants to burn out. However, just before I get to voice my thoughts, Alister shakes his head and starts backing away from us. “Not God, not Ophelia. Mommy. The gardens know how to burn out the monster before it consumes mommy. They say we need to hurry if we want mommy to live.”

"She's more beautiful than I. Look at the way her skin is shining. I need her to be me. Find me an alchemist. I need an alchemist, I need a soul shifter!" "Mother, you don't do this! The devil is real!" "Really. The devil asked for this and I'm going to fight him." She laughed like she was mentally unstable. I looked around and beheld a lot of things she'd destroyed. "Why mother?" I was crying, falling to my knees, looking at her. My mother's body has changed. She's black as a rotten avocado, and eggs like mosquitoes' eggs or parasite eggs were already laying on her skin. She's smelling.