Alex Summers Death Novels & Stories

The next morning, I headed straight to Pack headquarters to push the search for Elara. Kael didn’t bring news of her. Instead, he set down proof of Alex’s death. The sound tore through me like thunder. “Time of death: approximately one month ago.” One month ago—the day I ordered Alex “the dummy” pushed off the cliff. Elara’s keening at the precipice, her accusation that Isabella had switched the bodies—none of it had been theater. It was raw truth. I actually became an accomplice in the death of her younger brother!

“I wanted to inform you that Alpha Alexandro passed away. He was murdered in his apartment and he suffered a gruesome death. I am calling on behalf of the pack to invite you to his funeral procession since you are someone dear to him” My heart sank, in my stomach and fear gnawed at my insides, threatening to rise to my throat and suffocate me. What? For a second, I wanted to think that there was a high chance that my hearing was impaired. What in the world did he mean by Alexandro died? How was that even possible? It was just four days ago when he threatened Emma and Ivy and put Thorne and me through that dilemma. How could he have died just like that?

Melissa said, looking straight into Amanda's face. "I'm as ready as your pancake, now let me in on the latest gossip," Amanda said and leaned in closer like she was so inquisitive. "It's not gonna be funny to hear Amanda but Alexander is dead," Melissa said and the fresh tears from hee face. Each time she remembered that her ex-mate was no more, she was brought to tears. "You kidding me, right? Cause I can't even imagine that the man I talked to the last time we met is no more." Amanda's gaze widened as she glared at Melissa.

Daisy added. Whenever they talked about food, Daisy’s dark eyes would glisten. Without a doubt, Daisy was a true foodie. “Okay.” Xyla couldn’t refuse when she saw how enthusiastic Daisy seemed. Beep, beep, beep— While the two were speaking, Xyla’s phone started to ring. Seeing that it was Alex calling, Xyla immediately answered the call. “What’s up, Alex?” Xyla asked. “It’s about our team’s ADC, Canelo. His father just died in a car accident. He’s heading home now. Boss, we have a match tomorrow… Will you be able to help us out tomorrow?” Alex asked.

Axel and I stood, too. “Anton, listen,” I say calmly as Axel and I stand as well. “We have reason to believe Alice was with my …” “Father!” Axel cuts me off when another wolf stomps into the room. I swallow and turn around, looking at him. He stands there, staring at us with a wild look in his eyes. “There’s been an accident.” He sounds breathless and upset. “Elara is dead.” “Bullshit!” Axel exclaims. “What the fuck is wrong with you?” I snap. Has he completely lost his mind? This is not funny at all.

Alex demanded. "I'm sorry, Alpha Alex, but the deaths remain a mystery to me. I found only limited information from their deaths."

Lucas said with determination as he walked down to Alex house to begin another journey on facing Kelvin and his little guy, Mark. Alex was surprised as he saw the news on the television. Almond was murdered today around the school premise. Looking at the way the corpse is Alex could bet that the person who killed the guy is not a normal human but a werewolf. Why will they kill him, Alex asked himself as he envelope himself in his thoughts, Alex phone rang and Alex picked the call on the second ring. "Hello" "Hello Alex, this is Lucas" Alex paused for a while, from Lucas voice, he could sense that the guy has cried his eyes to the brim.

Puzzled, I asked, "What happened?" "They're watching Jeremey’s Anatomy," Alex replied in a bored tone. "So?" I asked, still not understanding. "D-d-Mac died!" Kenny bawled. "Who?" I questioned. "Chelsea’s fiancé?" Kenny responded. I was stunned. "Are you guys serious?" "What?" Cassandra asked as Kenny comforted her. I sat down on the couch and burst into laughter. Cassandra smacked me on the head. "Ow! Don't laugh, it's really sad how he died!"

Alexandre Days later “What did you find out during all these days you were away, Bellini?” I ask as he enters my office. I look up, but from his expression, I know it’s not good news. “Nothing good, Alexandre.” He sighs deeply. “They made it seem like Lieutenant Amato died of a heart attack, but from what I managed to hear, he had signs of torture. However, this information is confidential and will not be made public, as it’s not in their best interest to reveal that one of their members was murdered.”