Alexander Sterling 소설 & 이야기

Aria kept her eyes fixed on Damien's back, trusting him to lead her through the darkness. And then, suddenly, a voice rang out. "Welcome, brother." Alexander Sterling stepped out of the shadows, his face a mirror of Damien's—the same grey eyes, the same angular jaw, the same cold intensity. But where Damien's eyes held warmth and love, Alexander's were empty, filled with nothing but hate. He was taller than Aria had expected, with a lean, athletic build and a cruel smile. He wore a black suit, immaculate despite the grime of the warehouse. He looked like a predator, coiled and ready to strike.

Harrison Sterling hadn't blackmailed her just to protect his son from a bankrupt family name; he had done it to prevent the Vance bloodline from legally reclaiming the very ground the Sterling empire was built upon. The double doors of the master suite opened, and Alexander stepped into the room. He had discarded his formal suit, wearing a casual black sweater and trousers, looking every bit the relaxed, powerful patriarch. His icy-blue eyes softened instantly the moment they locked onto her, a genuine, warm smile touching his lips as he walked over to the chaise lounge. "Theo is fast asleep, darling," Alexander murmured, his deep baritone rough and intoxicatingly gentle as he leaned down, p

Victoria muttered. "Well, Celeste is dead. We never found him. But I'm sure after so many years of being on his own. He probably went… what do they call it again." She paused, causing me to look up and find her looking at me. "Rogue," I muttered, my face emotionless. "That's it, he went rogue and probably got killed or went completely rabid." Her voice was full of disgust as she spoke. "Werewolves, such disgusting creatures, all they do is breed and claim everything to be theirs." Alastair, staring at me as he said it, a smirk on his lips.

Abigail yelled throwing her bag at me which almost hit my head, "My baby is a mistake, Alexander Hardy?" What? "I...” I ducked as the stapler flew past my head. "Stop throwing things at my face!" “And you stop insulting me!” She countered me furiously, "If you didn't want this to happen, you should have protected me better, don't you think? Do you think I wanted this to happen? I trusted you! And you disappointed me, Alex. You left me! But it doesn't matter, if you don't want to be in the picture, my love will be enough...”

Steeling my heart and making a decision that may change my life forever, I look at Alpha Rex and nod. “I accept to be your fake mate.”

The Alpha smiled as he stood up from his seat walking slowly towards me. "I..." I shuttered not knowing what to say seeing the Alpha walk towards me. "Evelyn, no need to bother about formalities, just call me Ethan." The Alpha smiled immediately when he got to me. "I...." I shuttered feeling rather confused wondering why the Alpha was acting rather strangely. Did he fall in love with me at first sight or what the hell was happening?

Fair enough. “Let’s start from the beginning,” he says. He reaches out to take my hand, and this time I let him. Our hands spark as soon as he touches me. Shelby is ecstatic and ready to take on the she-wolf, whoever she is. “My name is Alpha Colby Smith, Alpha to the Silver Crescent Pack” he says. Whoa. Silver Crescent is the largest Pack in the Country. They border on royalty with their size and power. Packs defer to them to resolve conflicts. He’s among the toughest Alphas and many fear him. His punishments are swift.

She was still scared but it didn't affect me so much now I was in front of him. "What is your name?" He asked me looking into my eyes as if he was taking away all my pain and fear. "Alexandria." "Mine is Aden." His name suited him I could already imagine him being called 'Alpha Aden of Midnight Warrior pack'. "Why did you cry my little wolf?" "She is scared of you," I replied in a short sentence too scared to say too much. "Your wolf?" He asked surprised when I nodded, he then turned to my Alpha, "I need to talk to you."

I know Freya doesn’t want me to do this and as much as I want to respect her decision, I can’t just sit here and do nothing after hearing what she just went through in Benjie’s hands. ＞I want you to track a werewolf hunter with the name Benjie, he has a son named Kendrick. I don't have enough information about this guy but I think he's about in his mid-forties or maybe in mid-fifties.＜ I ordered Carrick and even though I can't see him right now since we're only talking through the pack-link, I know he is having furrowed brows now. I wish I have more details to give about Benjie but my mate barely describes him which is totally understandable, it's traumatic for her just to reminisce about Be

Snapping out of my trance, I spin around to face him and the guys grabbing their drinks. Danni smirks at my uneasiness and hands me a beer. I roll my eyes at his stupid behaviour. I look back over to see Ashleigh and Samantha had been joined by Lachlan King. I never did like the guy. He always gave me the creeps. Out of the four Alpha heirs, he is the worst. His father is the Alpha of Westfield and just a weasel to deal with. His son isn’t much better. He moves closer and goes between the two girls sliding a hand around Samantha, pulling her in close. It seems these two are more than just business. Ashleigh excused herself from the group and starts to head towards me, looking directly at me