Novel & Cerita Alastor's Mother

"I'm listening." Elroy's eyes met mine, but he looked away quickly. There was something like shame etched into his face. “You know Astor and I are half-brothers, that we have different mothers, right?” I nodded quickly. “Iris told me about it, just a little. Astor’s mother was the Luna, she said?” Elroy nodded, looking at his lap. “Yes. Even though I’m older, my father didn’t make my mother his Luna, and he was never going to. He…My mom was his prisoner.”

I asked carefully knowing how much the witches hated the wolves even before they were wiped out of Cambridge by Alpha Thalos. For a second, Mother became silent. Then slowly, a mysterious smile spread across her lips. “The Witch of the Dark Alley is not an ordinary witch, Selene,” she said quietly. “She already knows you are coming.” A cold chill traveled down my spine instantly. Then Mother leaned closer and whispered the words that shocked me completely. “She helped me once too.” My brows furrowed in confusion. “Against your father.” “I, I, was the one who murdered him.”

Show up here again, Draven, and… — Your mother — Draven says behind me. And even the exposed bricks of the alley seem to absorb the impact of those two words. I freeze. — There wasn’t a trace of madness in your mother, Alexia. I turn back to him. Slowly. — What did you say? He rushes on, voice steady and direct: — I found your mother’s records. An AB-negative who spoke of angels’ children taking over the earth. Connect the dots, child. His words stun me. My thoughts tangle until I lose the beginning and the end of each one.

“Explain how a human is here with me. I thought you said I was the only human.” She hesitated. That was all it took. A cold feeling settled in my chest. “Alstra.” Her gaze flicked once more across the hall, toward him, toward Cassiel. Then back to me. “You said your mother knew him,” she said. “Yes.” “And she wasn’t afraid?” “No.” Alstra exhaled slowly. “That’s not a good sign.” My stomach twisted. “What does that mean?” “It means,” she said, lowering her voice, “your mommies may have been lying to you,” she sniffed the air. “No, you are definitely human.”

he said in a deep voice. Leaning weakly against his chest, I spoke hoarsely. "My face hurts so much. Why did you come so late?" Lukas stared at the scene before him. His eyes were bloodshot. "Dad, please let Isabella go. I was wrong, okay?" "You finally know you were wrong? It's too late." Cain sneered. He looked at Lukas briefly. "Lukas, I'm officially informing you that I've already marked Cecilia. From this moment on, Cecilia is your mother. Watch your tone when you speak to her."

"Oh, but I am not letting you go, dear daughter. I love you too much to let you go away just like that." "You're not my mother!” Alora spits. "A mother wouldn't do this to her child! You hate me! I need to go out there and find my real mother!" SLAP! Agatha’s hand extends out sharply, striking Alora’s face rudely. "You will respect your mother, bad child?” she says to Alora before turning to Darren and instructing him. “Restrain her properly this time. Make sure she doesn't even get to move an inch" Agatha orders, ignoring the screams from Alora. With the way Agatha looks at me, from her smile, I know an idea is forming in her head. “Lucas!” she calls out to me and my head snaps up sharply.

“Hey, y’all..” Fannie Mae P.O.V. Mother Selene Ishtar recently talked to me and my wolf, Asha. She told us that the time was close for us to be in power again. This is great news! Because a curse was put upon our family a long time ago. The Curse was put in place because of our Alpha’s abuse of power.

Right then, a guard rushed in with panic written across his face. "Alpha, bad news! Lisa escaped from the dungeon. She's heading toward the border!" I frowned. The border was where Black Wood Pack territory met the land of the vampires. What was Lisa doing there? I immediately led a group of warriors toward the border. When we arrived, Lisa was standing beneath the moonlight. She was surrounded by several pale figures cloaked in enormous black capes. Vampires? She had allied with vampires! "Freya, do you think you've won? If I can't have something, neither can you.

the woman whispered, her voice trembling. “Who made you do it?” I asked, keeping my tone cold and steady like I imagined my mother’s would have been. She finally raised her head to meet my eyes. “Your husband… the Alpha…” I almost stumbled backward. Rosie quickly held me close. “Careful,” she whispered, supporting my weight. I pulled away from Rosie and stepped closer to the woman. “The Alpha? Alpha Marlowe?” I asked. I silently prayed it would not be true. I hoped my father would not do something so cruel. But her words shattered the last piece of hope I had left.

“Nothing lives under dirt and wood.” The youngest slid off her mat and knelt, ear pressed to the floor. She smiled faintly. “It’s been awake for a long time,” she said. “It was just waiting for Mama to stop screaming.” The floor shuddered. A low thump echoed upward, slow and deliberate — a heartbeat too deep to belong to any living thing. Dust drifted from the rafters. The fire dimmed, shrinking as if starved. The eldest staggered back. “What did she do?” he shouted, not sure who he was asking.