Alastor's Mother Novels & Stories

Link me or call if things go askew. ‘Wait you have already left, Alpha I have you in the blue room screwing the brains out of the vamp.’ Jason linked me before he started to piece together the remaining pieces of my statement. ‘Wait.. wait.. wait decedents of Celestra. Like thee Celestra? Do you know who that is?’ ‘No Jason that is why I said I want a full report.’ ‘Celestra.. as in Celest. The mother goddess sister. The mother of all magic. The goddess to the witches.’

"Lady Althea, will you help us?" "I don’t know exactly what you want from me." "What did your mother tell you about the underworld." "Everything she knew and experienced — the abuse, power, and spells they forced her to perform, and how she managed to escape from them. So what exactly do you want from me?" "Everything you know about it," I replied, "but what guarantee do I have that you’re on my side." "Didn’t you hear what I said? My mother was abused, so anyone against the demons is my friend."

Fox continued. Anastasia, I remember that name. She was my mother's best friend. My mother told me about her. She lives in Portland. "Why did she die?" I can't stop the tears from falling from my eyes. "Werewolves attacked your home in Portland. They killed your mother. The alpha on the Madfur Claws Pack, Mateo, was the one who attacked your house. They killed your mother and drank her blood. Mateo became powerful during that time, but his strength did not last," she explained.

Arthur was surprised. “Yes, gets very suspicious when some man keeps on following us everywhere, demanding to see the little angel of his life!” Mila rolled her eyes. “She tried to avoid it, but the man tried to force himself on me. I don’t blame him now, he was out of his control and I didn’t know how to control my magic back then. Every time he used to see me, he would get a full blast of desire and ecstasy. My mother was teaching me, but it was not easy for me to control my magic,” Mila sighed. “Anyway… it happened and we moved.” “What happened here then?” Arthur asked. “What happened with the Alpha? Why did he kill you mother?”

When the women gushed about the embodied spirit, the spits crackled and the beam of sunlight retreated from the assembly to the absent walls temple. “You can wait behind one of the posts, Mother. I can manage this task alone,” said Maga to her aging mother. She was hugging an urn and an emptied keepsake box. Her scarlet, hooded cloak and robe woven in gold trimmings sparkled when she loomed near the altar with ashes that were twinkling stardust, casting an afterglow like the sky after sunset. “If you say so, daughter, but I’ll be at the post by the very low temple steps,” Maga’s mother did what her daughter had asked her.

He remembered the screams. ​Darius had always told him that wolves had slaughtered his real parents, leaving Kael as the sole survivor. ​"The Key is at Blackhood High," Darius continued, his voice dropping to a low, reverent hiss. ​"She is the daughter of the monsters who took everything from you. She is the one whose kind ruined your life. I have trained you to be her shadow, Kael." ​Darius leaned in closer, his eyes narrowing. ​"You cannot transform into a wolf—you are pure, untainted strength—but you have the power to break her. To protect the Key until she is ready for the ritual."

She made sure of that. "I hope you’re not filling my wife’s head with ideas, Mother." Killian Storm is walking in our direction. I took time, memorizing how I can carve wounds into his annoying face. Selene exhales sharply, masking her anger beneath icy composure. "You don’t own her, Killian." Killian chuckles, low and slow. "No?" he muses, his gaze locking onto mine. “ I’m pretty sure I just marked her mine yesterday.” “Killian! You did what?” Her mother’s expression became worried. I was touched when she put me behind her back as if protecting me from his evil son. Even before, she was always like this. “ Please don’t tell me you marked her while me and your father are away!”

"Anyone else you think will survive the road." She was quiet for a long time. Long enough that the amber light under the door shifted as someone walked past in the corridor. "There's a woman named Bayang on level one," she said finally. "She was a herbalist before the debt collectors. She knows the mountain passes north of the Tondo border." Another pause. "And a boy named Kael on the surface sorting team. Sixteen. His mother died last season. He has nothing left here to convince him to stay."

I wanted to scream at her to stop talking so we could take her to the hospital, but Carla’s voice echoed inside my head. “She’s right, Abby. That’s the healing power we carry. The Moon’s Call Grace.” Shock slammed into me. “Are you saying…” “Yes,” Carla whispered. “But… your mother won’t survive this. And with our mate already gone, we can only call one soul back.” Hope flared…and then my chest collapsed in on itself. Mother’s fingers squeezed mine one last time. “Save Hayden,” she pleaded. “I’m old already… you both still have a long way to go.”

"Anastasia is pregnant. You two are going to be an older brother and sister." I don't know what's more shocking. Is it the fact that we'll be moving in here with the new family, or the fact that I've met my mate that was unfortunately also my step-brother, or the truth that my mother is pregnant with the Alpha's pup? Our dinner ended with exchanges of words from my mother, Alpha, and Axcel. I was quiet and I know my mother understood why, that's why she didn't probe me to speak. I guess she already told his new boyfriend about my situation with my ex-boyfriend.