Novel & Cerita Alastor X Reader Ao3

"She left the power to me because she knew what you would become if you had it. You are a common wolf, Cheryl. And you have the heart of a parasite." "Enough of this!" Alpha Jaxon roared, his face contorted with a cornered beast's fury. He extended his claws, his muscles swelling as his inner wolf tried to force a partial shift through the suffocating pressure of Natalia’s aura. "You are an Omega mutt! I am Alpha Jaxon of the Obsidian Pack! I do not bow to women, and I do not bow to myths!" With a suicidal roar, Jaxon lunged forward, his claws aimed directly at Natalia’s throat.

*Aria* Rumors had a way of making everything louder. Every glance lingered a little longer. Every whispered conversation seemed to cut off a heartbeat too late when I walked by. The letter from Reynold’s Crossing sat folded in my pocket like a hot coal, its words burned into my brain. *Two Alphas circle the same moon.* *A cursed Alpha. A human Luna. A Nightfang wolf who wants her for himself.* Some itinerant traders had put our lives into a tavern story, and now strangers were drinking to it.

I remind her, and she grins. “We are not ordinary.” She shoots back. “We are Mad Alphas. And I am mad for you.” She stands on her tiptoes and presses her soft lips to mine, a jolt shooting through me as I accept her sweet invitation. She breaks away too soon, always too damn soon, and gives me a sly grin. “Are you ready to move onto the next chapter of our lives?” She asks with a gleam in her eyes. At this very moment, Allen is standing in the center of the courtyard tied to his post, awaiting his punishment. Or rather, his death. I give her a gentle nod. A mixture of relief, excitement, and a heavy cloud settling over me.

Moving quickly, as his hands go to grab me, I push them away. “No touching me.” I keep going faster and harder as his moans get louder, his hands trying again to touch my tits. I smack them away and push them down, grinding against him. His head shakes, and I feel his body explode beneath me. His hands grip me, pulling me down as he groans and releases himself inside me, holding me there, his body shaking. “What the hell was that?” He looks at me in shock. “What the hell have you done to me, Alena?” He looks at me, and I just smile.

“You think offering me your body will make me accept you? You’re even stupider than I thought.” She turned to leave. I caught her wrist. “Try me first. If you don’t like it… I’ll leave.” Her eyes narrowed, weighing it. Just as I expected. Who turns down sex? “You think you can please an Alpha like me?” she said. “Darius is True Blood—ten times stronger than any ordinary Alpha. I heard he marked you. You haven’t even felt a fraction of what he’s capable of. A weakling can’t give birth to the strong. What makes you think you can handle me when even my own son had to hold back for your frail little body? Who do you think you are to assume I’ll be pleased Omega?”

Tyler walks out the door leaving his warriors behind with i and Rosa, i turn around to take a look at Rosa who hasn't shifted yet ,apparently she doesn't want to get naked in front of all this people ,i mind link scar to fly to the window and he shows up almost immediately with smoke fumes coming off his nostrils , seems like he's been busy a wrecking havoc across the pack ,i ask Rosa to get on scars back ,and he takes her away to a much safer position and I'm left alone with the seven of his warriors in wolf form ,they dashed toward me and i slice them all in halves with my scorpion mace living them lifeless on the floor ,i chase after alpha Tyler and finally catch up with him ,he has a s

He sits to my right, staring at me like I'm the strangest woman he has seen. His scent, woodsmoke and patchouli, consumes my nostrils, making my mouth water in a forbidden way. A way I should never feel towards any man. The monster is indeed my mate. This is a confirmation; I'm the Goddess’s worst creation, and she is after my life. Pushing back unshed tears building blurriness, I make an effort to send my eyes away, but a heated bond holds me captive, forcing me to notice Alpha Vladimir’s long, dark, shade-of-brown hair that’s always glossy and wet.

As the Assistant Manager, her words were final, after the Manager's obviously. After attending to the last customer and confirming that the staff had all gone home, I went to the store, collected the trash, and headed out back to get rid of it as Alicia had instructed. Getting there, I threw the bag of trash into the garbage can then I turned, about to make my way back inside, when I heard a Male voice. “If it isn’t the fierce little witch.” I turned around to see the leader of the Panther shifters from yesterday, he was surrounded by several more of his kind. Witch?

Sam mutters, turning sharply. “You know what?… I did it,” Logan boasts, his face bruised and his leg in a cast. “Note… maldemium… cora teistal,” he murmurs. As he speaks the last word, pain slices through my chest. My ears ring and the air grows heavy. “Estela, what’s wrong?!” Sam shouts, holding me. “The veil,” I whisper, sitting up. “The destined alpha…?” he mutters. “It was the piece… idiots… it’s done. Say hi to Laila,” Logan screams before disappearing.

I asked, leaning against the countertop. “I don’t know,” he said, running a hand through his hair. He looked defeated. “It could be anyone. Victoria… she’s getting more powerful every day, Allison. What she did to me… it wasn’t just telling me what to do. It was like she reached into my head and rearranged the furniture. It’s violating. I don’t feel safe anywhere.” He looked so pathetic and so broken. The mighty Alpha, brought low by a psychic succubus. A week ago, I would have enjoyed it but now, it just felt… sad.