Alex Alvarez Novels & Stories

I told her softly, like I should have from the very beginning. She gnawed on her bottom lip, looking anxious. I could see the gears of her mind working. "Talk to me, my Love," I whispered when she didn't say anything. "I want to tell you something first. My full name is Avalyn Alvarez," she whispered and I took a deep breath. That meant her father was Ja– "Yes, my dad was Javier Alvarez, the Alpha of the Montana Pack. Before his Beta, Emmanuel Gonzalez, and now his son, Emilio Gonzalez, took over." Her eyes glazed over and I knew she was reliving those memories.

Chapter 57 Aurora’s POV I had been staring at the same surveillance footage for the last thirty minutes, barely blinking. My eyes burned, but the sheer possibility that I was on to something kept me glued to the leather chair. On the center screen was a high-resolution mugshot of a man named Alvarez Peter. He was a handsome, fifty-something werewolf who owned three luxury nightclubs downtown. On paper, he was just a wealthy entrepreneur with a taste for overpriced champagne and velvet VIP lounges.

“I was starting to think you’d grown soft. Took you long enough to come out and greet me.” “I figured I’d wait until the rats finished crawling through my walls.” Alvarez smirked. “And yet… here I am. Right at your doorstep. Impressive, no?” Adrian didn’t answer. His eyes scanned the shadows behind Alvarez, searching. Watching. Alvarez stepped forward, his hands raised as if in peace. “Let’s not make this any bloodier than it already is. I’m not here to destroy everything—just to take what belongs to me.”

“Let’s see just how brave you truly are. I turn away from him and raise my leather flask to the boy’s lips. He takes a small sip of water, grimacing as he lays his head back on the dirt. Clutching one of his arms, it appears red and swollen. I gently run my hand over his elbow, and he groans. If I wrap it tightly before it begins to heal and make a sling, it might provide some relief. First, I retrieve the willow bark from my satchel. “For the pain,” I explain. “They said you were a beauty, but I didn’t realize you were a redhead,” the alpha remarks. “What does that have to do with anything?” “It’s not a hair color you typically see south of the border. Maybe you have ancestors from the Nort

Trust Ethan to deduce the situation and then accidentally leak it to the one person who would weaponize it for the rest of the night. Predictably, Javier let out a sharp, grating laugh. “What? I thought Alvarez was the campus legend,” he shouted, the volume echoing off the brick buildings. The rest of the Wolves were slowing down, turning to watch the friction. Diego felt a primitive urge to plant his fist in Javier’s jaw. Instead, he chose a different strike.

“SO? Are you going to join me in my escapades?” I giggle “Sure, it’s not like I have anything else to keep my mind off you-know-who on weekends or at night.” I don’t think anything will truly keep my mind off of him, but if I can dull the ache in my heart, just for a little bit while dancing, then maybe I can survive this. I text Mr Alvarez in the affirmative. Me: Mr. Alvarez, this is Nova. Si! I accept your offer. Mr Alvarez: Call me Angel. My name is Angel Tomas Alvarez. I will have the papers drawn up and ready if you come with Ms Candy tomorrow evening we can sign them and celebrate.

Serena's POV "Mr. Alvez," Hansen begins, his tone measured and calm, "can you please state your full name and occupation for the court?" Alvez clears his throat, shifting uncomfortably. "My name is Carlos Alvez, and I'm a mechanic." Hansen nods. "Mr. Alvez, can you please tell the court about your involvement with the incident involving Ms. Nixon and Ms. Tipton?" Alvez hesitates, his eyes flicking over to where Serena and I are seated. He takes a deep breath before speaking. "I was hired to... well, to cause an accident. I was supposed to hit Ms. Nixon with my motorcycle.”

As stupid as that sounds; I just want to relish in it for a second. No matter how badly I want to look away, I keep my gaze sharp on him. His height it what has thrown me off guard right away, along with his change in look. He has to be able to look at me and see the same girl he saw years ago. Well, a more forest born version of me. “Alpha Rylan,” I say carefully, my quivering voice sounding strange as it dances along the concrete walls around us. He shakes his head at me, looking at me from under his hairline. “I told you not to call me Alpha.”

He has come into their life, makes them feel better and now scared. A cowboy Mafia boss ? Not anymore. Now he will be the sadistic Maximo Santino he had always been for iris to be well again. He turn to the Cellphone and gripped it tightly as he said into the caller. " I am dead serious Alessio. Get down here with a ride. I have to move out " Arlene shuddered when she heard this and her heart involuntarily fell off. At the back of her mind she had known Maximo Santino won't be living in a ranch forever.

“Well, did Argent tell you anything about our family? What was in that envelope you gave me to give to my mate?” His head perked up at the word ‘ours’ and he stuttered a little, “Uh, no. He said I had to do my job before I got any information. And I’m not exactly sure what was in it. Argent just said that I had to give it to you.” I sighed and sat back down on top of a big paint bucket, trying not to fall, “Well, my name is Tyler. My parents are Jamie and Anna. I have two older siblings, Tallon and Benjamin. He goes by Benny. Tallon has three little girls and they are the coolest kids you’ll ever meet,” I smiled at him as his eyes looked at me in wonder, “Daddy is a crazy redneck who likes