Novel & Cerita Alastor Teeth

I will upgrade our hardware to solid platinum the second we return to the Adebayo Alpha Keep. Directly behind the stone altar is a wooden stage, and standing on it is a rogue bard trying desperately to look like an ancient pack singer, complete with a white fedora hat, shiny black leather boots, and a pinstriped beige tunic that is a few sizes too large for his skinny frame. The moment he spots my alpha aura, the low-tier band starts banging their drums, and he bellows out an old mating tune, his raspy voice booming through the magic sound-horns on the walls. Pure horror hits my ears. I look down at Rowan to make sure her sensitive wolf ears aren't bleeding from the noise, then touch my own.

Worse, she honestly had no idea how to deal with a drunk– Alastor suddenly pulled away, standing upright now, staring at her with his dark chocolate brown eyes, his bottom lip shaking and sticking out. All in all, he looked like he was about to burst into tears. Wait a minute... Why was Alastor even making that face?! ‘Uh-oh...’ “All I wanted,” his voice cracked, “...was to be with you.” Later, the goddess of shadows will deny to anyone and everyone–especially Thanatos–who'd ever dare to ask, even under torture, that Proserpina’s jaw most certainly did not dropped in that one moment.

his mom continued to mutter into his ears, trying to keep him in balance. She rushed out of the room, walking into his bathroom and pouring the water away and pouring a new one into the bowl only to come out to be taken aback with her widened eyes. Alston was seated on the bed, his eyes in its wolf color, his teeth elongated and his nails as sharp as it could be. A loud growl erupted from his lips, taking her aback as she gulped down. “Als..” she tried to call out but took some steps back as her heart sank.

“Not so fast.” We look up and see Alastor in his human form. He has a malicious grin as I see his eyes turn red. He is going to cook us alive. As he prepares to throw a fireball at us he is struck in the shoulder with an ice spear. He growls and glares at Maliyah. “Wait your turn my dear niece.”

It looked really creepy. He raised a human hand. Seeing Ms. Anastasia, he gave a terrible smile that made all his teeth visible. His lips stretched unnaturally wide, revealing a row of yellowed teeth that looked like they hadn't been brushed in years. The corners of his mouth turned up in a sinister grin, and his eyes glinted with malice. It is a smile that sends shivers down the spines of those who see it, a smile that promises nothing but trouble and pain.

Celestina added. "I see. So those who helped the mother church were the dark sorcerers? "Now you get it, young wolf." Answered Celestina while sipping her tea and tugged at her ponytail. “Also, our teeth never stop regenerating. New teeth are always building in our jaws and pushing out the old ones. And that’s a reasonable thing because otherwise, we’d endure centuries of tooth decay.” She added with a smile, showing him her sparkled white teeth that made them both laugh.

With our newly formed bond, I knew Thorn would lead me there when the time came. Early morning of the 8th day here I was awoken by the foul scent of death, copper, and Alaster. I forced the urge to wretch down and turned my eyes to him. His face was covered in blood and he wore a sinister grin on his face. He must have just fed and by the looks of it, he wasn't nice about it. His very presence makes my skin crawl. "You're awake, wonderful. How did you sleep, my love?" he asked in a sickly sweet tone.

A figure stepped out from behind a tree. Tall. Broad-shouldered. White hair tied back. Alastor Veyr. He smiled, slow and easy, like we were old friends meeting for tea. "I've been expecting you," he said.

He asked. Pulling a grumpy face, she leaned forward and looked into his eyes. "I know you won't remember me. But... unfortunately, I am the dumbass who died for you, baby." Alastair wasn't caught off guard. Not even for a second. Witches' eyes were all about trickery. Ryle's claws were out to take action but he stopped himself when Alastair shook his head and then, smirked at the witch. "Are you saying that I didn't kick your sexy little ass and strangle your lovely throat to death?"

My eyes were blurred while Kari grabbed my shoulders and shook me. "Holy shit! Danny are you okay!?" She yelled over something. It sounded like sobbing. Was I crying? Sure enough, I was choking on my tears. She hugged me and pulled me away from the door. I focused on my breathing and tried to compose myself. Alastor was not happy, to say the least. He was growling, snarling, and snapping at everyone that wasn't me. But what matters is that he's in the holding cell and I'm still alive. Once I stopped crying, I walked toward the holding cell. Alastor was sitting in the back corner, glaring at everyone till his eyes landed on me. A look of determination flashed in his eyes. But it was gone mere