Alfa Kurt 소설 & 이야기

It was his cloak. “Alpha Dalton?” One of the warriors standing behind him called out. The handsome man turned his head towards the man who had spoken. A gasp left my mouth before I could stop it as I stepped back in fear. This was the Alpha Dalton. He was known for being reckless, intimidating and merciless. He normally wouldn’t think twice before killing someone who dared defy him. With a cold voice, Alpha Dalton asked “What the fuck is going on?” Sensing the coldness radiating from his voice, I flinched.

Making assumptions and deciding she wasn’t worth my time. “How much longer do we have to wait?” I muttered. “I see Kurt,” Joe answered, nodding. The Alpha pushed through the bushes along the side of the road. He was a massive wolf with cinnamon-colored fur and sharp eyes. He shifted to human form and strode forward. His dark blond hair was longer than either Joe’s or mine, pulled back with a tie at the nape of his neck. His dark green eyes were no less sharp in human form. With his muscular frame and the scars on his face, he looked fucking dangerous. And even I could see that he was one of the more handsome Alphas in town. The scars seemed to enhance his looks rather than detract from them.

He wasn’t like the rogues from before. He was… cleaner. Stronger. His eyes locked onto mine. And I felt it. Recognition. Not from me. From him. “Well,” he said, voice smooth, almost amused. “That was easier than expected.” Kael stepped forward, placing himself slightly in front of me. “State your name,” he said coldly. The man smiled. “Names are earned,” he replied. “And you haven’t earned mine yet, Alpha.” The insult hung in the air. Heavy.

I said. “Watch your mouth, kid,” he said, and turned around as the kettle finally boiled. He had an interesting Zeta tattoo on his back with the mark of an Alpha. I didn’t recognize it from being around here, not that I was very clued up on all the packs out there, being a lone wolf. “What pack are you with?” I asked him as he made his coffee. “I was with the Southern Alaskan pack, originally,” he said, and sat down at the counter.

I turned and looked around, my eyes met a pair of hazel ones. “Who's that man?” I asked Kate, gesturing at the tall blond who refused to look away. “Oh, him? That's Ethan. He's the Alpha of Raven claw pack. A notorious tyrant and a well-known douchebag who chases anything in a skirt” she wiped the cream off my lips with her thumb. “If you come across him, avoid him like the plague” “You think he's going to hit on a pregnant lady?” “He has been in a silent competition with Lukas for years. He would do anything to have what he has. Not only that. He's dangerous too. I heard his pack practices black magic”

Alpha stepped forward, his presence radiating a fierce aura that dwarfed Kurtis's. Kurtis's face turned ashen as he realized that Alpha was a formidable opponent, with power at least surpassing his own! He was jealous, wondering how Matthias could command such a powerful figure. No way! Kurtis glared at Matthias and said, "Matthias, is this your trump card? Someone stronger than me? I established the House of Hurricane and maintained a foothold in the warzone. Do you think I lack powerful allies behind me?" The room fell silent, shocked by Kurtis's declaration.

To her, he was synonymous with being a liar. Javier did not care. Kurt was Bella’s younger cousin, after all. He would help if he could, so it did not matter. While Kurt was still pleading with Kellyanne, he walked off to the side to make a call. “Mm, the name’s Kurt Caruso. Check it out and call me back soon.”

"No need to stalk. I don’t scare easily." From the shadows emerged a towering figure. Tall, broad-shouldered, with hair as dark as midnight and eyes like wildfire. Kael Thorne. The Alpha of the Bloodfang Pack. Dangerous. Ruthless. Revered. His presence hit her like thunder. "You crossed into my territory," he said, voice deep and smooth like velvet over blades. She tilted her head. "You make it sound like I stumbled into your bed. Am I trespassing, or tempting?" Kael’s jaw clenched. “You know who I am.”

I turned around to look at the man again only to see he had removed his glasses and was looking at me. What would the Alpha want to see me? Was this a scam? A trap? “Okay. I will be with him shortly.” I stared at my unfinished painting with a saddened heart, with a few more brush strokes I would be down but now I had to abandon it for a while. “I will be right back.” I said to the canvas before removing my stained apron as I washed my hands. “Good day, Mr……?” I queried. “I am kurt. The alpha instructed me to bring you over to the palace.” Kurt said.

Chief Summers looked at it with an amused look on her face. "I'd shake your hand Kurt, but I'm afraid it might be as dirty as your mouth. So don't take offence; I'm honestly just trying to keep myself and others safe from the filth of a sexist pig like yourself." Kurt's posture stiffened as he started to ramble aimlessly, looking at me with rage. I gave him my best smile as I watched him crumble and sweat. No way out of this, this time, dumbass. "I'm sorry you had to hear such language Chief Summers. I'm just glad you caught him on a good day. Some-" Kurt cut me off, rage taking over his common sense as he took a step towards me. His fat finger pointed directly at me.