Alex From Inquisitormaster Novels & Stories

Alex knows the inside atmosphere and immediately bows in front of his master begging for mercy and being sorry to his lord. "Master, we are grieved," he said. "Apologies, will your expression of remorse be helpful for me? Will I find that little girl by your expression of remorse? Stand up and search again. I need to know the data sooner. This time don't frustrate me with the bad news," his master growled at him and turned back to face the large window. He was irate yet it was not his assistant shortcoming so he couldn't let his dissatisfaction out on him.

Just like her mother's. "What did I do? I can't be amazed by a woman like her." muttered Alex to himself. "Please, go away." said Alina slowly. Alex then released his grip. "You do not know who I am?" asked Alex again. Alina shook her head. "I'm Benedict Alexander Rogers." replied Alex. Alina remained unmoved. She was also afraid to look at Alex's face again. "I still don't know you, sir." said Alina. Alex took a shaky breath.

Chapter One Hundred and Eighteen Alexis scanned Mr. Michael first, as taught by her master before his death; she always studied her victim or friend very well before she does anything or say anything, she wanted to asked something from the man, hence save need to access the situation and the victim very well before she begin.

She doesn't know whether to come in here or not and while I can't help but find it cute as fuck, I decided to help her. "Get your pretty little ass in here, mate." The door slowly opens and as always the sight of her takes my breath away. "How did you know that I was there?" I smirk as I hold out my hand to her. "You're my mate and I'm an Alpha so my senses are more heightened than other wolves. I could smell your scent and feel your emotions. Storm could smell Lexi too and made sure that I knew about it."

He shut his laptop and closed it, then raised his eyes to intently gaze at Alex. Alex swallowed all the spit in his mouth and sheepishly smiled at his Alpha. "Supreme Alpha, I know it's my fau-" "How did it go?" Adepe cut him off before he could finish his sentence and gazed at him with a raised brow and folded arms. "Oh..." Alex blinked his eyes and slowly nodded his head. A simple smile replaced the awkward smile on his face, and he straightened up in his seat. "After my research, it indeed wasn't Vlad, but I still wasn't able to find out who the real culprit was-" He placed a file on the desk "-However, per the investigations we held, we got footage that you might want to watch." He pulle

Still looking out of the window he spoke, "Find her family details." "Yes, director." Cameron bowed and left leaving Daniel there. After Cameron was gone, Alex spoke again, "Aware her about her boundaries. I don't want any chaos." "Yes, master." Daniel left too. After they all were gone, Alexander turned his chair to the desk again and opened his laptop. He opened his Skype and dialled a number of his private and secret psychiatrist. After a few rings, a woman in her early forties appeared on the screen. She is Dr Riley Richards. A classy and beautiful woman and someone to who Alex would turn if he can't find An answer or solution.

"You are not responding...i.can recall vividly that I was with you yesterday" "Yes you are with me but I don't think it is necessary to talk about it" "It is for me, I want to know all that happened to me" "What did you want to gain from it?" Alex move closer to Almond and tapped him, "I deserve to know all that happened to me, I knew you did something to my brain but I can still remember that I changed to my real form" "Yes you did, you changed but I tried to encaged you so that you will not go far and expose yourself to other students"

“Or files.” “Then what?” asked the tech, hesitating. Alex’s eyes flicked to him. “He’s after me.” The silence that followed was heavy. “He’s rewriting reality,” Alex continued. “Changing things that only I’d notice. Numbers that don’t align. Emails that contradict my own memory. It’s not about winning a war — it’s about making me question if I’m even fighting the right one.” He moved around the desk, his every step deliberate, controlled. But beneath that calm exterior, there was tension — a low burn of fury and something deeper: unease.

“You really are helpless, you and your perverted brain are too severe…and chronic…you seem like a perfect candidate for brainwashing." Alex closed his laptop screen, he looked at the clock… then he smirked. "There's still an hour to go, want to test…my ability to suckle?"

He then sat down on his omega back on the recliner and walked over to Boss. "Hey Boss, can I talk to you for a minute?" Boss tore his eyes away from Allen and looked up at Sebestian. He sighed and nodded as he got up. Sebestian told the others they would be right back as he headed towards his bedroom. Once the two were inside, Sebestian closed the door behind him. Alex's room was soundproof, and it was a special kind that even werewolves wouldn't be able to hear through the walls. "What is this about Sebestian?" The boss asked as he leaned up against the wall with his arms folded.