Alastor Ships Novels & Stories

Feral eyes glinted from every shadow, piercing daggers of accusation that found their mark in the depths of my traitorous soul. "Silence!" The singular command made everything and everyone dropped into silence. It was none other than my father-in-law, Alister, the former Alpha. From the center of the swirling maelstrom emerged a towering silhouette - the burly mass of the Beta and Cassie's Daddy dearest. "So Luna--or I should say, former Luna," He sneered at me. "Has committed the gravest sin a she-wolf could ever commit. Hasn't she?" Was it regarded as worse than murder in this world?

I was looking for him, but I was not the only one. A presence shifted behind me. I did not turn immediately. There was no need. “You think too loudly,” a familiar voice said. I exhaled slowly. “You always appear where you are not welcome.” Alastor stepped into view with his usual calm, the kind that came from knowing most people could not touch him even if they tried. Apostle of Ra. Exiled on paper, tolerated in practice. “That is an interesting complaint,” he replied. “Coming from a man who treats contracts like loose guidelines.”

It had never rang so true now. Wait…first time? “I-” “We're glad to have you here.” my mother interrupted us. Felicity sat down, gently kissing Alpha Addams on the cheek. “We met yesterday.” “I don't remember meeting you anywhere Mr Massen, I can't think of any possibility when that took place.” she shrugged, “Besides, meeting me again must be one of your worst nightmares. It would be…disgusting, right?” Alpha Addams and my mother chuckled but my blood ran cold.

The mother ship is easily casted away by the ships of Xylos. ON MIRANA’S SHIP “Where are they!?” Mirana ask “My queen they have travelled away,” Allegra said “What do you mean travelled away?” Mirana ask “The ships in Xylos have covered them,” Allegra said Mirana is angry about this and she ordered her vessels to attack Xylos. They are now fighting but Xylos is very powerful when it comes to technology and weapons. The half of the mother ship was almost destroyed this make Mirana fall back.

An alarm sounded—not from the Zenith, but from something deeper in the trench. "The second ship," Kaelor growled, his eyes turning back to silver. "It’s not an Ark anymore. It’s a predator." The floor beneath them buckled as a massive, tentacled shadow rose from the silt, its many eyes locking onto the two men in the wreckage.

Alan took our bags from the limo driver, which was only a rolling bag for each of us, and gestured toward the dock. We started walking and my jaw dropped at the sight of the ships in front of us. Huge catamarans, sailboats of all sizes, and a few yachts. Weston had shown me a picture of what we would be on, but it was on the small screen on his phone and I didn’t get a good look, so I didn’t know which one was ours.

A warning. I grip the railing harder, heart pounding. The cargo ship looms ahead, massive and slow, vulnerable. And then—floodlights blaze from the starboard side. Another vessel emerges from the dark. Sleek, black, marked with a single insignia. The Vitale crest. I exhale, part relief, part dread. The new ship surges between the cargo and the attackers. Its guns roar, tearing into the speedboats with terrifying precision. Engines sputter, hulls splinter, screams cut through the air. Within minutes, the would-be raiders are retreating, limping into the night.

“Well, I will remember.” Again, July couldn't help to miss the opportunity to kiss Alastor's seductive lips that looked sweet when she complained. Then their romance continued for quite some time in the car. Doing a couple activities is reasonable as an opening for the main event tonight. Before July and Alastor finally decided to join other family members in a special area designated for ship passengers on the upper deck.

She looked fragile, so I quickly scurried over to her side and helped her to the cave. “Melissa. You've done an impressive job. You are the hope of the Vulcan pack. Without you, it'll perish.” I didn't understand what the witch was trying to say. How will the Pack perish? What's going on? “Are there more vampires?” “This is a planned attack, and I'm not sure Alpha Xavier is here." It was at this moment, I realized that Alpha Xavier actually called out to me. No! “Witch Alana, you must leave with the women and children now.”

My wolf and I felt no warmth from him as he circled his talons around my wrist, pulling me so hard away from Trenton, my arm broke. “Brother?” Trenton raised a question with confusion dancing behind his eyes. “She is mine," Alastor thundered. His voice was so heavy, it rumbled against my eardrum. “She is my mate," Trenton corrected. “No little brother, she is my mate," Alastor shoved me away as he rolled his dress shirt to his elbows and crouched, ready to fight.