Alchemy Albedo Novels & Stories

Author’s POV “What the hell is happening?” Magnus screamed, every word laced with fear. “What the hell is Alorice poison?” He was completely confused; he had never heard of that poison in his entire life. “It’s a special and deadly type of poison that can kill those without a wolf from just a single spill on their skin, while it can kill those with a wolf in fourteen to twenty days, depending on how strong their wolves are,” the same Alpha from earlier explained. “That herb must have contained it.”

They had a deal with the Alphas. "What is the deal?" I asked. "Ana's father, Dylan, is a psychic who can read anyone's past, and Caroline's father, Gordon, is well-versed in rare herbs and can cure rare illnesses. Alpha Xavier wants to learn the past and also cure their mother. Although Gordon and Dylan are wealthy and don't need money, they agreed to engage their daughters with the Alphas, knowing that the Blackmoon Alpha has a curse that makes it hard for them to find a mate," Daisy explained as she poured the coffee into the mugs and placed them on the small trays.

She turned her back on me, and I tried to explain to her what had happened in the week I had been asleep. "A lot of wolves and vampires died, the war has gotten a little more intense and moved to other cities. If there is no pact. This will be more complicated. My uncle sent me to tell me to accept the offer." I was angry to hear her, but I couldn't get on her like that. It wasn't her fault. I sat down next to her and tried to convince. "What is happening is not your fault. You didn't do anything, but none of those alphas will go to help you if you need help. Your father died and asked me to take care of you. That is my duty. Nothing guarantees us that the war will end with your sacrifice."

He was the only person in Khron that could look the Alpha eye to eye. He brought his special lantern with him since his eyes were not as sharp as the other werelions during the night. When he got closer, something happened that baffled everyone. Her hair color became blonde and her green eyes turned amber. "Her hair and eye color changes?" A baffled Alpha Leander asked and Alecto smirked. "My lantern radiates white light just like the sun. Her hair and eye color will change under white light. Her hair and eye color during the day will be different from when the sun sets."

And he hated it so much that he stopped drinking alcohol completely Yes, I know the truth. Alora is Alonso's true mate, not me. I have known it from the moment I first saw them together, the way his beast calmed in her presence. The connection between them is undeniable to anyone with eyes to see it. Anyone except Alonso himself, blinded by prophecy and my the presence of “the white wolf” I am not the white wolf. Not even close. In my bed, I think back to how this all began. I am Elena Algae, and I am nothing but a fraud.

However, an opportunity had arisen. Alchemists in the maritime immortal regions devised a new alchemical method using the inner cores of dark beasts. It was well-known that dark beasts from grade two onwards produced inner cores, and these inner cores were used in training. Immortals would absorb the aura essence within the cores, however, they had discovered that the aura essence inside was unevenly distributed and had a very low absorption rate, which was seen as a significant waste. After several generations of effort, the maritime immortal regions mastered a breakthrough technology: using inner cores of dark beasts to craft celestial pills.

he greeted with a grim expression that flickered with pity as he glanced towards his mother on the bed. “Doctor,” Damon gasped. “How is she? Will she be fine?” he rushed to his mother’s side to look at her. She was badly hurt. Alysia felt her heart dropped to her stomach when she saw the grim expression on the doctor's face. “She’s alive,” he said, “but it’s not good.” “What is it?” Alysia asked, stepping in beside Damon. “Aconite,” the doctor said. “A heavy dose. Far worse than wolfbane.”

Caelum reached for her, trying to pull her back. "Trust me, Caelum!" Lyra shouted, her voice ringing with unwavering conviction. "I can cleanse the alchemy! I can give him his peace!" Pure, white-gold solar fire poured from Lyra’s palms directly into the unstable core. The toxic red energy shrieked as it met the unyielding warmth of the Sun Queen's light. The black-silver veins on Vane’s face began to recede, dissolved away by the purifying plasma. The agonizing screech of the overcharging core dropped into a soft, harmonic hum, and then, with a soft whimper, the dark alchemy core disintegrated into harmless golden light.

And somewhere in the empty depths where my wolf ought to have been, a sudden, primeval throb like a war drum. Kaelen gave a start, and his arrogant face flushed. I traced his eyes, beyond his legs, to the big, old mirror which leaned against the wall far away. It was a dark room, however, and the moonlight shining through the crack in the curtains struck the glass perfectly. I saw myself on my knees. I beheld the Three Alphas hovering over me. But my reflection was not the brown of man. They shone like unnatural, blinding silver. The distinctive, famous brand of pureblood Luna.

As I stood infront of Jackson his intoxicating scent gave me a boost of energy, I didn't know I needed. I unfastened the towel wrapped around me and let it drop to the floor. I stood infront of him totally naked and in complete awe on how quickly his eyes changed from a perfect sapphire colour to obsidian in a matter of seconds. I knew his wolf was scratching at the surface, trying to break free rom his mortal coil. I knew that if Alpha Jackson drops his guard for half a second his wolf would leap out and stand before me, and I didn't know what turned me on more, the thought of finally undressing Jackson or seeing his wolf for the first time.