Novel & Cerita Alexander Ludwig As Cato

Alexander was calm, defensive, waiting for his moment. "You are nothing!" Lucian spat, swinging wildly. "You are just a boy playing King!" "And you are just a ghost living in the past," Alexander replied coolly. "Cassius is dead. His time is over. Now is the time of peace. And you are trying to destroy it." "I will KILL YOU!" Lucian made a desperate, wild strike. Alexander dodged effortlessly, and with one swift, precise movement, he swept Lucian’s legs and knocked the sword out of his hand.

“It is a game to him. No other can play it. Only I have the potential to defeat him. He would have liked me to attack him. He is probably disappointed that I did not.” The pure, beautiful voice filled their heads. “You have grown soft, Alexander. I was prepared for such an action, yet you passed up the perfect opportunity.” “You looked tired, Luther. I did not want an unfair advantage.” Alexander’s reply was gentle. “You need a rest, you seek ever to find a resting place, a way to leave this world behind.

Mateo said, “He’s strong, agile, fast, and-” “Does he ever beat Cato?” I interrupted. “No,” he said, “He may have Alpha blood, but he doesn’t have Loren Alpha blood.” I watched him carefully as he wrestled Cato on the floor. A year older, taller and stronger, Cato had the upper hand, but even so, it wasn’t an unfair fight. “What about when they’re both fully grown? Although diluted, he has some Loren Alpha blood from Lia.” “Leo, Elias isn’t a threat to Cato.”

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."

Now, everyone saw Lorenzo as desperate, and they had no desire to work with him. Finally, Adam's eyes focused on one man. Adam slowly yet quietly approached the man like a predator approaching its prey. As he was about to walk away, Adam called, "Aléxandros Antíno. Chaíromai pou se gnorízo. Eímai o Áaam Carter. (Alexandros Andino. It's a pleasure to meet you. I am Adam Carter.) "I speak English, Adam Carter," Alexandros said, looking offended. "Forgive me. I respect the native language of those I do business with."

I tried to keep my voice down to avoid attracting the attention of her co-workers. She shrugged. “I told you. He's just a friend. Stop being so dramatic” Dramatic? I let out a dry, angry chuckle and turned on my heels without looking back. I stormed into Alex's office, chest heaving. “Cedric? Is everything okay?” “Does the name ‘Leo’ sound familiar to you?” “Why do you ask?” “Just answer the question,” I snapped. Alex leaned back in his desk, thoughtfully. “Wasn't he one of the assassins under Antonio?”

Leo's cloudy eyes suddenly snapped open, turning to look at the nearby Raul, his voice dripping with murderous intent, "I know your strength. Even facing a Martial Overlord, you wouldn't fail. Why did you let Alexander go?!" Raul half-knelt on the ground, not daring to lift his head. "Mister Leo, Alexander's strength... seems like that of a Lord of War!" A Lord of War?! "Lord of War, no wonder..." Beside Leo, the stooped old man with gray hair played with the blood-red poison insects in his hand, speaking softly, "Mister Leo, since he's suspected to be a Lord of War, it's understandable that Raul didn't dare to act."

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.

“What’s wrong with you tonight?” “I don’t know who you are anymore,” Alexander said quietly. “I’m your wife.” “No.” He shook his head. “You’re someone I barely recognize. Someone who celebrates when people get poisoned. Someone who laughs when a woman loses her baby and another goes to jail.” Catalina’s face hardened. “I’m someone who wins, Alexander. At any cost.” “And what is the cost?” he asked. “Our souls?” Catalina rolled her eyes. “Don’t be dramatic.”

Zach let out another painful scream which made us both divert our attention back to him. Alexander went back to holding Zach. He pressed hard on his wound, causing him to squirm in pain. I watched as he closed his eyes and started muttering words in a language I could not understand. Latin, if I had to guess. The more words he whispered, the darker the tunnel got. It felt like the light coming from the exit was slowly fading away. A breeze of cold air caressed my arm harshly. I looked around me to see where it was coming from and I saw that black shadows were now circling the three of us.