Alex Rider Graphic Novels & Stories

-Cherie- I don’t want to turn around because I know I’m going to crumble into little pieces in front of the man I did not want to meet so soon. But I mustered up my strength to face the absolute legend, Alpha Kai Volkov. Even in his old age, the man looks like a powerhouse. I see where Creed gets his stature from because this man is massive - I feel dwarfed just looking up at him! Wearing a black t-shirt and jeans with combat boots, he seems awfully at ease. His long blonde hair, now silver, is braided down his back, crow's feet and wrinkles marr his face but he doesn’t seem like an elderly man.

I whimpered and gulped. He was really going to reject me! "I, Xander, the future... Alpha of the Red Moon, hereby re...ject you, Lena." I watched his breath change. His eyes fluttered constantly, as if he was forcing those words out. My eyes were filled with tears as my heart became so heavy, my teeth were clenched together to force back the loud sob about to escape my lips. His eyes fell on mine, and he looked away sharply. "I, Xander, the future Alpha of the Red Moon Pack, reject you, Lena, as my..." The knife fell off his shivering hand.

My mare, a sleek silver-gray horse named Lira, waited beside him, already saddled and bridled. Before mounting, Alexandro turned to me again, his expression more serious than before. "This won’t be easy, Serena," he said quietly. "You will see things that will haunt you. Blood. Death. War is not glorious. It’s ugly. It’s cruel." He reached out, brushing a stray lock of hair from my face. "But you are not weak," he said. "You are not fragile. You are stronger than you know. You wouldn’t be standing here if you weren’t."

“This is what being an Alpha costs. This, and many more that you have tended to yourself as my Luna. You talk about strength and independence like it’s a crown, but this is the weight of it. Scars like this are what you earn when you stand in front of the fire. And I am not going to throw you out on the front lines. I am not going to make you stand in front of the fire. But this is the fucking cost of the power I carry.” “I’m not asking to take your place, Xavier. I am asking you not to cradle as a sensitive child who would bleed if she tripped.” She said, her voice soft but trembling. “I don’t want protection. I want partnership. I don’t want to be behind you, Xavier. I want to be beside yo

I shuttered as I replied hurriedly. "That settles it, Welcome to the Wild Crest Pack, Evelyn." The Alpha smiled as he looked at me. "Thank you very much, Alpha," I said, trying to force myself to bow, but I was too weak to do anything. I stumbled back to the floor when I tried to get up. "Evelyn, there's no need for you to thank me, I can see that you've been through enough." The Alpha smiled as he stood up from his seat walking slowly towards me.

I opened my eyes to see a heavy chain wrapped around Xan’s throat, yanked tight by the trumpet bearer. Xan thrashed wildly, claws slashing the air inches from my face. Elder Xan let out a deafening howl and swiped his claws at me. I dropped low, dodging a vicious swipe, then scrambled backward. I sprinted toward the exit. I was the last trainee still in the hall. My foot slipped while running, and I fell hard to the floor, just inches from the exit. A large boot stopped right beside my face. When I looked up, my eyes met Alpha Adrian. He was shirtless.

Brandon crashes hands with Hunter. "You know what? That sounds like a good idea. I'm tired. I can go for a good ice bath and call it a night." Brandon adds, making Ricky nod in agreement. "I'll have to pass. I want to go home to my Luna. It was an honor serving you, Queen Elena. Princess Abbie, alpha Elora," alpha Axel vows before the three of us and then shakes hands firmly with Hunter. "Thank you for coming to help, old friend. It was good seeing you again," Hunter says as they hug. Axel pats Hunter's back and smiles. "It was an honor. I know you'd do the same for me. Take care, buddy."

I should be terrified but something compels me to walk closer to the entrance of the cave. Just a peek. A person with such an incredible aura could only be Alpha Rex. I’ve never seen him before and I would like to see what he looks like. I look through the small spaces in the leaves and although I can’t see clearly, I can make out a huge frame in a black fitted tee with tribal tattoos on both of his arms. His back is facing me and I can make out his short black hair. My eyes widen when he raises his head and sniffs the air. A low guttural growl vibrates from his chest and my stomach knots.

But I knew I was ready for whatever he had for me. I didn't have to wait long. Ten minutes tops. Alexander had arrived. He pulled up in a sleek, matte charcoal motorcycle. Of all things. A Ducati, probably custom. His helmet matched his bike, but it was the smirk underneath that helmet as he pulled it off that made my stomach clench in a way I wasn't ready to admit out loud. "Surprise?" he said, dismounting like he did this every day in front of a crowd of runway photographers.

Even on this dark night, the atmosphere of the forest was warm and pleasant. “Grace, calm yourself,” Alex said to me. I looked back and found Alex stepping closer to me. For a moment, I held my breath because my best friend was looking good tonight. He was wearing a black polo shirt that hugged his muscular body tightly. Black jeans clung to his long legs, and white sneakers wrapped around his feet. His charcoal-colored hair was neatly styled up using a special gel, so his sexy forehead was on display.