Alex Warren Novels & Stories

" I am not late, see I have not even changed into clothes." Alexa quickly turned back , wrapping her arms around his broad shoulders and gave him a thirsty look like she was carving badly for him. Her pupils were shining brightly in blue flames which was showing her rank as Zeta in her Arctic WereWolf pack. She was Alexa, the most beautiful and powerful General of Eastern Europe territory which was ruled by her dad, Alpha king.

I sighed, shaking my head. “Stop teasing me, old man,” she snorted. “How much older than you is this guy?” her friend questioned. Yep, I’m not going to like this kid. “He’s twenty-eight. And don’t start your judgmental crap Alexander Michael Whitland. Or should I remind you about Isabelle Santi.,” her words became muffled as I’m guessing the boy covered her mouth to stop her. “Do not bring her up,” Alex warned. “Then don’t sit there and judge me about Logan,” Aurelia snorted.

Alpha Anders I sat in my office, looking out over the back of the packhouse. Training was currently taking place. My head trainer, Mark, was training our youngest warriors. Over the years, our pack had grown tremendously. The compound for the red wolves had brought in several new families to our pack. Having the red wolf compound also brought those who were just interested in living this close to werewolf history.

"Secondly, as you may have heard we lost Allison Wade, a much loved pack member, to this war, we are hoping to retrieve her body and give her the send off she deserves, that being said, if anyone has any information they think may be relevant, please come to my office immediately after we conclude tonight's meeting." She nods towards Darius and he escorts the potential Alpha's from the stage, the entire crowd, which had been muttering after her previous announcements falls silent, watching Flame as she once again, faces the crowd. "Our final bit of business this evening is to reinstate Cain Harding in his rightful place as co-Alpha." She smiles at me, offering her hand out for me to join her

"I want to understand what I am dealing with before I decide how to deal with it." Warren was quiet for a moment. Then he said, "I will file the response. The rest of what you are describing I would urge you strongly not to pursue." "I'll take that under advisement," Alex said. He hung up. He sat alone in his office with the filing on his desk and the city spread out below him and the particular cold fury of a man who has made a confident assumption and discovered it was wrong in thirty four pages and photographic evidence. She had not folded.

Warren was having a hard time wrapping his mind around all of this. He’d met Crusher Alcott a few times, and the man hadn’t shown one ounce of compassion for anyone at all. He was a huge man, one of the biggest that Warren had ever laid eyes on, and the fact that the guy had a semi-pro football background made total sense. But nothing else did: not him caring so much for his baby sister, or him sacrificing his dreams to be there for her when she needed him, or him working with at-risk kids. He wasn’t known for his kindness, at all.

Uncle Mike said with a confused grin. I smiled at my uncle and clapped him on the back and said, “I sure don’t Uncle Mike. But you go find your second chance mate and let me know who my new aunt is in the morning.” Alpha Baylor is a work of the imagination of Artemas J R Broyles. Thank you for reading and going along on this journey. -A :)

Maria beamed happily, when they got closer ,she recognized the familiar face. "The guy is , My childhood friend. Little the people here know that His dad is The Alpha Warren . Her family had served the palace and the two had grown up together as child buddies , that was when younger and had no idea of hierracy system. Archer Warren had the community counselor's daughter to death with his drunk friends. The State lawyer had sent the boys who had no power to save them to jail but due to connection and not risking the stain the royal name, he was exile and send to his uncle here at Louka till everything calms down back in the packs.

Everyone in the room had spent years in the game, so they knew exactly what he was doing. Seeing me stay silent, a few others jumped in to fan the flames. "Oh, looks like Alex can’t tell good wine from bad." "Hey, don’t mind him. He can't see the wood for the trees and has no appreciation for the finer things!" "Ah, but you know Professor Warren. He’s always been generous. Regardless of whether you’re a top student or a nobody, he invited everyone tonight." "Come on, everyone remembers how Alex used to hang around Professor Warren back in the day, always trying to get on his good side."

Her dad was scary but after what I told him, he smiled at me. “you think you were protecting her, did you?” He asked me as he patted me around the shoulder as we descended the stairs. “Remind me again who are you, young man,” he asked me. “I’m Alex, Alexander MacWatters, a friend of Ian,” I said as he looked at me with amusement. “You’re Alexander MacWatters, the scientist that discovered the different water chemistry that can be used to treat malfunction of the nerve systems. You’re him?” He asked me in bewilderment. I laughed at him.