Alastor X Vox Comic Novels & Stories

That much was evident as he stuttered over his first words. "Al-Alpha Roman. I'm glad you're back. We have information on vampire movements," he says, meeting my gaze, but I can see the worry in his eyes. Instantly, I'm on my feet and next to him. "Talk," I say, my cold, no-bullshit exterior immediately falling into place.

Shutting Ares and his protests out, I Looked over at the paling wolf boy; a snarl escaped my lips as I twisted his weak heart in my grip. "You know what?" I asked sincerely. "I fucking hate wolves! All they think about is sex, breeding and power!" I roared, pulling my fist back from his chest, killing him instantly. Holding him up with one hand, the other throwing his heart to the floor, I smirked down at my angel bathed in the glorious blood of the beast that had dared to touch what was mine!

It wasn't funny at all. When I looked up, the groan I had been withholding brought itself out as I saw the face towering above me with its stern features: the no smiling face, arms crossed at a taut belly with the muscles bulging out, veins showing themselves on the hard face, legs extended to stand firmly on the ground and lips pulled into a tight line. I was looking into the very pissed face of Alpha Derek, the alpha of the Night Fire pack, the most dangerous and most feared pack in Lycan country and also my boss whom I respected so much.

I will make sure that I will get all of his courage and bravery. Yet to my surprise the other Troy that I tied up suddenly shouted like he was in pain. And I think that I know the roaring sound of what was coming out in his mouth. "What the hell is happening to that creature! why does he sound like a fucking wolf that I was hating so much." I yelled but the creature kept on turning into something that I think I know it was. Don't tell me that he was a fucking wolf? but I'm sure that he was a vampire!

Slowly but surely his eyes went to the normal sky blue color as his fangs were changed into normal teeth. "Now that you are back to normal, will you both like to tell us what made you so angry and made you sad?" I asked looking at Sebastian and Mia. "Well, what made me angry and worried was Stella is taken by a black witch if you don't know about them well I will tell you then. It's a group of witches who use Black magic and they are a lot more powerful than any normal one. They have this odd tattoo of a dragon breathing fire and a big red eye. About the red-eyed guy, well no one knew about them until Stella told us." I could feel my wolf becoming more anxious and worried. I just wanted to f

My stomach clenched, and my fists tightened around my glass. The scent hit me like a drug, thick, dark, and impossibly addictive: smoked cedar, black currant, and something feral underneath that made my knees threaten to fold. My wolf surged forward so violently I nearly dropped the crystal tumbler in my hand. Mate. I heard it loud, unmistakable in my head, a confirmation of something I already knew. And when I turned, the room narrowed to a single point. Alpha Desmond Montari. The Alpha of the Moonfall clan.

In Lalisa’s world now, there were only the burning touches and intoxicating scents of the three Alphas. The flames of desire had been lit under the cool rain, and it seemed they would soon burn everything to ashes… starting with the little Omega who was trembling in the middle of a circle of three hungry predators.

He stammered in panic, struggling under my hold, but I wasn’t listening anymore. My hand moved to his throat, tightening just enough to silence him completely as my rage deepened. Then suddenly, a voice cut through the tension. “Alpha Iskander.” I paused slowly, my head turned. One of the Alphas stood nearby, watching everything with calm amusement, as if the situation entertained him. “You won’t kill your Moon soldier over some slut, will you?” he said lightly. For a brief moment, everything went still, my grip on the soldier loosened The soldier collapsed forward, gasping for air.

He knew their paths would diverge, their destinies forever apart, but the memory of their intimate encounter would forever be imprinted upon his immortal soul. With a final, longing glance, the vampire silently departed, melting into the shadows with a blend of longing and melancholy. Amira stirred from her slumber, her eyes fluttering open, as if awakening from a dream. A radiant smile graced her lips, unaware of the nocturnal visitor who had gifted her with an awakening, both sensual and profound. ________________________________

Doctor Alex instructs. Doctor Alex is still here? I forgot that he was even with us. “Could you kindly excuse us?" I say facing Doctor Alex. “No, you need to understand that Miss Alena is my patient, and she is unstable for now. I don't want you doing anything that would trigger her or affect her memories." He responds passionately. I love the fact that he is passionate about his job as a Doctor, but I am passionate about my mate. There's nothing more passionate than a male wolf trying to find out who touched his mate.