Alec Twilight Novels & Stories

It didn’t matter anyway. Not as Alec appeared in a lilac suit, his hair golden. Every step limped, and Adolpha it was because she had asked Alec not to brace his feet. Poised and graceful, the witch kept her shoulders thrown back as she clutched the bouquet of holly before her and walked to the dais. The Witch —and one of Isak’s Twin For today.

I get that the twin sisters have special powers but how did one of them end up mated to a demigod? The thought spirals me into more questions, all unanswered. I force myself to stop. To breathe. I need to focus on tomorrow. I’ll talk to Raven then. I’m just starting to drift when there’s a knock on the door. I already know who it is. Alec. “Come in,” I call softly, careful not to wake Aspen. There’s a brief pause, then the door creaks open and Alec steps inside. His scent hits my senses and his presence fills the entire room. His green eyes pin me to my spot and pull me under a spell that I can’t undo.

She didn’t know who they were or what they planned to do with her. “You’re safe now. You won’t need to worry about them anymore. My name’s Magnus McDonnell and I’m the Alpha of the Twilight Wolf Pack or the Twilight Wolves, for short. We masquerade as a motorcycle club. We own the old Johannsen territory now. You’ll be safe there. That’s Hayden Greggs, my Beta. He’ll take you into our territory.”

* It was already morning by the time they were done planning everything when, out of nowhere, Alaric popped up, scaring those who weren’t aware of his entry. "You won’t believe what I saw." He asked Theodore, who gave him a bored look. "The Nightfall Pride is under the influence of a dark witch, including the Alpha of that pack, Eric Woodside. And the worst part was that the witch was talking about some marriage on the day after tomorrow. I don’t know why, but she was saying that Alpha Wylder is going to marry her the day after tomorrow, or I should say tomorrow," Alaric said, looking at Wylder. "Is it true? I thought you loved Tiara Haysbert,"

Theron's POV The day of the event was finally here. This is the day I officially put Twilight on the map. Another success to celebrate. Many of my past lovers have been calling nonstop to accompany me to the event but I turned them all down. I don't want any drama tonight so I decided to just go alone.

“My stepmom said they go here but I’ve never seen them on campus.” Liza stopped walking so abruptly that I had to stop too. “You know Alec and Roman?” she asked slowly. I raised an eyebrow. “Alec is my stepbrother.” Her mouth dropped open. “Girl, you are something else,” she said, staring at me like I had just announced I lived with a celebrity. “Do you even know who Alec and Roman are?” I shrugged. “They’re basically the kings of this school,” she said. “Alec is the president of Greed MC, and trust me, he’s the best rider in this town. People literally gather just to watch them race. It’s kind of a big deal around here.”

I landed on my hands and knees, trembling and heaving in pain, it hurt everywhere but it hurt especially in my chest. I didn't do it. I didn't commit treason neither did I plot against the pack. I would never. Then I looked up and saw her. Elowen. My twin sister. She stood there in front of me in a midnight blue silk dress, her hazel eyes, the exact same colour as mine, sparkling with triumph. Beside her stood Dylan, the Alpha of our pack, who is also my mate. Or "was", because he stopped being that yesterday, after the mating ceremony.

Sylvester tried to be diplomatic in his phrasing. “You mean other Alphas fear the wrath of the mad Alpha.” Gamma Germain scoffed. “Did someone call?” Alec’s voice made us all jump as he stepped out of a shadow, holding hands with Crista. The offending wolf took two steps back, hitting the wall as he gulped in fear. A cheshire smile played across Alec’s lips as his eyes flashed like a bright sunrise before fading out to Alec’s natural blue. Darkness is riding shotgun today. It makes sense, given that I don’t believe Chesed can travel such a distance through the shadows. And if there was doubt about which wolf spirit was forward, the power he emanated made it clear. Irving was even backing up

“Both of us? That’s bold. What if he thinks we’re nuts?” “Then he’s not worth it, come on, let’s see what he’s about.” We grabbed our drinks and strolled over, weaving through the crowd. Up close, Alec was even better. Tall, maybe six-two, with dark curly hair and perfect green eyes. He was leaning against the bar and sipping a whiskey. “Hi,” Toni started, flashing her brightest smile. “I’m Toni, this is Tazz. Couldn’t help but notice you standing here all mysterious.”