Alastor X Oc Novels & Stories

That moment shattered when Alpha returned. He stepped back onto the patio, transforming from his massive obsidian wolf with silent, stunning speed. He was magnificent, towering, his body slick with sweat and the residue of his powerful run, clad only in his dark briefs. He moved toward the doors, but paused, his gaze fixing on me. His eyes, dark and sharp, lacked their usual chilling amusement. They held a strange, confusing intensity, almost a softness that made my breath catch. “You look less ghostly. Did you obey, Omega?” His voice was rougher than usual, deeper, carrying the residual energy of his run.

It was taking too much of me to stand straight before him, but I did my best. My jaw tightened as I came face-to-face with Alastor. He was floating in the air, and I could see his demon form, except that his skin was not entirely black like King Lucius, but that didn’t make him less terrifying. ‘Do not give him an idea you are my female.’ I blinked to send this mindlink to Thalia. I had no idea if Alastor knew that shifter’s eyes would fleck with whites when we connected with other minds, and at the moment, I didn’t want to put anyone in danger. So I shut off my mindlink as soon as I sent the message to my female.

They were happy for Ashly, and no one said anything negative about them, especially after a video of her fighting Earth and Type surfaced on YouTube. Some still believe that they are not in a relationship because Alex and Ashly didn't make anything official; well, it's no one's business, and they believe 'if you have eyes, you can see, and why the hell did they confirm anything to a bunch of strangers? Regarding the video in which Ashly and Allen kick three alpha asses, everyone is shocked upon viewing it. Some parents even think about teaching their omega children some moves so they can protect themselves.

“You are so subtle.” “I know,” I offered him before his lips met mine. He tasted like sweat and honey. I pulled him closer to me, attempting to topple him into the tub with me. “You can just ask, you know.” Alastor stood back up leaving me to watch him. He gripped the back of his shirt with one hand and tore it off over his head. His muscles slightly rolled and flexed with every moment. His body was speckled with scars, which I found so sexy. He rolled down his shorts and underwear at the same time. His delicious colossal cock sprung free. His whole body shimmered in faint sweat, it made my mouth water.

“You have traveled so far in the dark. But the dawn is coming, Alyse. It is time to stop hiding. It is time to embrace the destiny carved into your blood before you were even born.” “I don’t understand,” I cried, clutching her hand. “I’m just an Omega. They rejected me. They hate me.” “They fear what they do not understand,” she murmured. “But the Moon does not ask for permission to shine.” Suddenly, the air around us began to vibrate. The white lilies bowed their heads, and the violet sky turned to pure, blinding silver. A figure emerged from the light a woman so tall and radiant that I had to shield my eyes. She didn't walk; she flowed like water.

When everything ends, and the cloud raised by the impact disappears, I see in the center of the crater a twisted black image, it has the appearance of a man. The man turns towards me and with a twisted voice says, “This is not over, Alpha, she will be mine!” Immediately he takes the form of a sphere and disappears at an impressive speed towards the east. I calm my anger until I’m back to normal and the tattoo no longer burns me. I lower my gaze and lift the hair covering Sky’s face. When I look at her, terror enters my heart. Nicolette has cried tears of blood; her body is cold and her breathing almost non-existent if not audible thanks to the wolf sense I possess.

Alessandro's Pov: I barged into the house, gripping the stair railing like it was the only thing keeping me tethered to my sanity. The stench of her blood still lingered in the air, invading my senses like a poison. I squeezed my eyes shut, trying to push it away, trying to regain some semblance of control. My vision flickered red, the hunger clawing at me like an animal, demanding satisfaction. Stumbling into the kitchen, I yanked open the fridge, ripping open a blood bag, and shoved it to my mouth like it was the only thing keeping me from losing myself completely. I leaned back against the counter, savoring the cool relief as it flowed through me.

"I see the vampires have turned you into a beast like them." It was getting dark now, the moon nowhere to be seen. The only light came from the fire sticks held by my pack members, casting an eerie orange glow on Scarlett's blood-stained face. "You see," she gasped, struggling to her feet, "that's part of the secret, my dear Alpha. It turns out that you're *it*" she gestured a quote in the air. I watched her warily, wondering what she meant. But before I could demand answers, she came back at me.

Added one more line, because the evidence demanded it even if I wasn't ready for what it meant: Which means they knew I was coming. Before Alastor did.

“And you’re soaked for it.” We move together like we’re fighting and fucking at the same time — angry, desperate, addicted. When I come, it’s with his name on my lips, shaking against the cold glass while the city lights sparkle below us. He follows soon after, burying himself deep and whispering dark promises against my neck. Afterward, we end up on the wide leather couch, my head on his chest as our breathing slowly evens out. Elara’s words echo in my mind. I shift slightly, tracing a scar on his abdomen.