Alec X Magnus Novels & Stories

Evander Vasileon was the first Alpha King who sat in the Moonlight Throne, uniting the three other thrones from different areas of the wilding forest, and from there, the Vasileon’s lineage started to rule… not until the moon’s rage. “Do you understand the words written in that book?” My mind already had its focus on this book when suddenly a voice boomed behind my back. A man unfamiliar to me stood tall with a smug smile on his face. I have no idea who this man is, but one thing is for sure, he is not a normal werewolf but a high one, his clothes could vouch for that. Now, I fully couldn't go back on reading so I folded the book and stood.

It ignites a rage within me that I dare not unleash for my own plight. When I shift my focus to his adversary, I understand why he believes that hope is gone. “It required five men to subdue the large one,” Lord Marius informs my father. “He took down three of them. He’s not very talkative, but we suspect he’s one of the alphas—likely from the Midnight Clan. Quite an impressive specimen, wouldn’t you agree?” The larger male embodies the essence of the untamed and rugged mountains from which he must have originated. He stands tall, with a pronounced jawline, and his muscular physique appears as if it has been sculpted from stone.

“I am going to need you to help me, not stand against me. You are the one person who can actually help.” For a long moment, Maxine didn’t speak. Then she sat back, folding her hands. “Alright. Tell me what you need.” I looked at her, really looked, and for the first time, saw not just my lawyer, but the only ally I had left. “Everything,” I said quietly. “I need to make this real. I need it to stand. If Xavier tries to shut me down, I want him to find out that I already built something he can’t break.”

“I speak as if she will be. And I don’t make promises I can’t keep, and I am glad that the two of us managed to stand in a ground where we can truly and fully agree on.” As I left the hall, my thoughts were already elsewhere, threads tightening, pieces sliding into place. A missing rogue. An Alpha willing to sell his own blood. And a man who would burn the world before letting her fall. And an enemy who just so happened to be attached to that little wrench. Perfect. The game was finally becoming interesting.

I asked, confused. Alec chuckled. “The old fart believed me when I told him, I ran away from home.” Alec said. WAIT! Alec has a British accent. OMFG! He’s even hotter now. Sigh. “Yay the big bad wolf has come for us. But one problem…you came alone. Such a sad story really.” Richard said. Alec chuckled “Dude, you really need to keep that mouth of yours shut.” Alec said. Alec placed two fingers in his mouth and let out a loud whistle. Just then a helicopter flew over us and a lot of police vehicles arrived.

The pack couldn't understand why, but Magnus remained completely silent. Instead of fleeing to be Rogues, Tala and Fenwick sought Magnus out. Walking hand in hand, they threatened him, "Don't be too upset, Alpha Magnus. Things have reached a point where our pack's reputation is severed. "How could this? Give us a sum of money, and in exchange, we'll publicly clarify that Luna Maeve's death had nothing to do with you. Think of it as a fair trade." Magnus calmly stared back at them, etching the raw greed written all over Tala's face into his memory.

Ultimately leading to the epic but bloody battle in the Rhapsody Swamp; an event clearly recorded in the history of mages because it signals the end of the Dark Ages for the mage community. Meanwhile, it was true that Alec was the one who told the Magic Parliament how to bind Hekacy into human form. However, this did not mean that he stopped loving her. Despite her betrayal, Alec still could not rid himself of his love for her, to the point that the pain it caused him was too much to live with. However, this was not enough to cause his death. Thinking, that it was not worth feeling all those trivial emotions anymore, he made a decision, both bold and wild.

Lance set his glass down and walked over to Adelaide, placing his hands on her shoulders to ground her. "On the other hand, if Alfred stays quiet—or plays it smart and talks to Magnus privately—he builds a bridge. Magnus is part of the Styxwarden pack, and Alger's mate is a literal Princess. That's a network that offers way more long-term power than a one-time reward for being a rat."

"Technically, he is not your marked mate yet, Alpha —" Magnus moves faster than a lightning bolt. One second Noah is standing next to me, and the next second Magnus has him pinned flat against the gold elevator frame. Magnus's giant hand is wrapped around Noah's throat, squeezing hard. Noah's feet scramble wildly against the marble floor, looking for balance. "I will not say it again," Magnus growls, his grip tightening until Noah's face turns bright red. "Magnus!" I gasp, grabbing his heavy sleeve, panic making my chest tight. "The Elite Wolf Sentinels... someone is going to call the Alpha Council!"

I whisper, gritting my teeth helplessly, “Alec! Get back to your senses. We’re surrounded by a hundred people. They’ll find out. Magnus will kill us!” Alec takes a step back, but his eyes don’t show defeat. Just resistance. Before he can say something, the tent flaps rustle. My heart leaps, and I instinctively step back, distancing myself from Alec. Magnus enters, his presence commanding attention. His eyes narrow at the sight of Alec and me, the atmosphere thick with tension. "What is the meaning of this, Alec?" Magnus demands, his voice a low growl. His golden eyes narrow, fixed on Alec. "You're getting too comfortable. Remember your place."