Alastor Wattpad Novels & Stories

“What in the name of the Lord?” I shake my head in disbelief. What sorcery is this? Sister Abbie said this belonged to my parents…but just who were my parents? An owl hoots and I jump a little. The leaves around me rustle too as if an animal lurks behind the trees of something. My imagination starts to run wild, what if a tiger or lion attacks? Or even worse, what if creatures from the underworld like werewolves and vampires come? I slap myself on the face. “Get a grip of yourself, Alisa!” I hiss. “You are a child of light! You are…oh wait…you’re not. You’re a succubus.”

“Thanks to you, everyone is back to life, including our mother. I have held her down from searching for you, I promised that I would bring you home.” “That sounds like a YOU problem. I'm going nowhere with you Alastor,” I declared. “Melonie, I'm trying to be nice here,” Alastor menacingly muttered. “You are not my family, neither are the mother and father you claim are waiting,” I responded calmly, “So please leave.” Alastor growled angrily, and I knew I had pissed him off, “You belong with me, you belong to me.” “I don't think I do,” I snapped back.

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.

She was already becoming a distraction. My phone chimed. When I checked, it was a message from Sam. Sam >>> Paul, Troy, Yoona, Gavin, and Shawn were on duty. Should I ask them to report to you? I replied: No, you interrogate them. Ask how the fuck a rogue wolf entered the premises. My attention swivelled as the door opened, and I felt the faint scent of fear waft inside Lena walked in, followed by Vladimir. She bowed to me. “Alpha…is..is Astoria okay? I…haven’t…heard…”

She paused, the scent she perceived was a very foreign one, she looked back, and fear consumed her, the plate in her hands dropped but before it could get to the ground, he got it. He placed the plate into the soapy water, he stared at her, she was trembling, and his scary stares were creeping her out, it was as if the huge man wanted to kill her or harm her. “You are pregnant and the scent coming from you is what I don’t understand, I can smell Alpha Darius from you, even if it's faint, I can perceive it, how is that Omega?” He asked, his voice deep and equally scary. “I…I… don’t … know —”

Once each new crescent, and my strength explodes with little care of what it destroys. The gate groaned as it was slowly opened, and a mouldy piece of bread was thrown at my feet. A pitiful gesture to the monster they’d been conditioned to see me as. My father, the infamous Alpha had thrown me in the dephts of the Seven Tower Gate, a prison inside the Organization’s clutches. To the world, Opal had died – a lie spun out of thin air to keep their eyes and ears away. The truth was far less heartwrenching- I was the result of a witch’s curse, a hex cast on my mother, the woman my father murdered when he destroyed Beacon Hill City. The curse had distorted my fate, making me a threat to anyone I

Ares let go of my hand. I walked to the center. Alone. In white. Under the red moon. The priest put his hands on my shoulders. “By the moon, we call your wolf.” Pain. Instant. Like fire under my skin. Like the silver ropes all over again. I gasped. “Alba,” Ares said from behind me. I could hear him. “Focus,” he said. “Breathe.” I closed my eyes. The flicker in my chest flared.

Jake stood, scratching the earth lightly with her paws, and overlooked the scenic picturesque, and there was serenity in her gaze. Alvaro’s face lightened in a wry smile. ‘Well, well. This just seems to get better and sweeter. And how it appeals to me that we all are in this grand game. I shall fight,’ he turned and began to walk away heatedly ‘but not today His body receded into a life-gargoyle as he laughed an unearthly laugh. His serrated wings were beating loudly and a shrill pitch rose from the disgusting thing. He looked up to the moon and gradually flapped away from the earth.

My shadow stretches unnaturally long across the floor, broad-shouldered, horned with power that does not belong to an omega. Storm laughs softly, joy humming through every nerve. “We are not what they named us.” Silence crashes down, thick and suffocating. Then someone whispers the names. Theron Velmir. Luna Serai. The cursed Alpha. The Moon-born Luna. The pair who slaughtered an entire pack when they tried to bind them. I breathe out slowly. And the hall understands now. It’s too late.

I knew it could not be normal, not like anything that was happening was normal anyways. I told Alana to leave which she bluntly refused. I knew that she would be stubborn to do so so I sternly asked for her to leave, not even giving her any space to argue with me. She did not want to pay heed to my warnings at first, not until she saw the monster that had been causing the stomping. The large monster, eerie looking and huge, came stomping towards us. I turned and saw Alana running away and I was glad that she was leaving the scene. At least she was not going to get hurt.