Alfur Aldric Novels & Stories

He is in custody in the Greywood pack house under the charge of abuse of administrative authority pending the full investigation which I have opened independently and will share with Sellane's office. He has already given one name. I am sending it to you directly because you need it now and the investigation timeline is slower than the threat. The name is Aldric. He holds no pack affiliation currently. He held one — Ironfang, twenty years ago, before he was expelled. I do not know on what grounds. I suspect you do. — Alpha Calla, Greywood Pack Zara read the letter. Read it again. Set it down. Aldric. Ironfang, twenty years ago. Expelled.

Dotty says, making me smile. "I'm sorry, who is... alpha Alarick?" I asked, feeling dumb for not knowing who she was talking about. "Oh, he's Alpha Hunter's best friend from college. He and Alpha Hunter work together for the count... Oh, sorry, have to go!" she says, dashing out, making me feel dumbfounded. "That was weird!" Merida adds, making me lift an eyebrow. "You can say that again," I said, sitting on the edge of the bed. I sighed, and my eyes went wide. It smelled like him... Hunter.

His voice was gentle as he uttered unfamiliar words that began to walk through my mind and I could see them as if I were reading a book. “EXSALLIRIEM” , I said weakly. I felt the ground tremble around me while everything began to crumble as the creatures were caught in disbelief and a grain of fear was seen in Zit’s eyes. I could feel the wave of heat flowing through my body restoring my strength and voice;” EXSALLIRIEM QXANTO”, I gasped as a strong wind blew in the room carrying everything in front of me, my shackles cracking under the strong light illuminated the room like the sun, turning the creatures to dust.

He walked up to me staring at my cleavage the whole time, not even trying to hide the fact he was drooling over my body. "Long time no see, love," He spoke in a dark voice, eyeing my body up and down with his evil yet beautiful brown eyes. I shot him a fake smile and started to walk past him because there was no way I'm dealing with him right now. Suddenly, I felt a large hand wrap around my wrist and felt the sudden coldness of rings on my skin, and the owner of the large hand pulled me towards his hard chest. "Did I say you could fucking leave angel?" Alessandro spoke angrily his grip tightening on my wrist.

Aurora shifted her position, taking an empty jar on the table and getting a ladle to transfer the potion into the jar. "What's this potion called?" she asked curiously. "This is the kiss of death potion. If the alpha king doesn't fall in love with you, then put a small amount of this potion in his drink. He will fall for you in just a second. Hard," she smiled more wickedly. When the Gunners spread the word across Rockmount that they are looking for a woman to marry their son, Arden, and bear his children, Aurora sent Erina, her daughter, to seduce the alpha king and become his bride.

I licked my lips in anticipation as he slowly stalked towards me. "I, Alastair Ogdrunnin, Prince of the Underworld, accept your payment and claim you as my own." He said, biting his finger and drawing blood. My eyes widened in realization as he had never stated his full title before this deal. Before I could protest, he grabbed my waist, pulling me towards the edge of the desk. Running his bloody finger along my lips before he plunged his length into me. My walls were adjusting to his size as he slowly moved in and out of me. My body felt hot as he picked up speed. Each thrust of his hips made his dick hit me perfectly. I moaned loudly as I reached my climax. My walls were crumbling as he po

Alpha Rolf says politely. Alaric falls silent for a moment before setting his utensils down on the plate without a sound. “It takes years to reach my standards, Alpha. No offense,” Alaric says politely. “But determination alone is enough. We could march to attack today if we wanted to.” “Do you want me to start brewing corpse preservation formulas on a massive scale?” Dorian suddenly cuts in. Alaric turns toward him with an irritated expression. “Just eat and shut your mouth, Alchemist. Or better yet, go outside and collect your own moss.”

"That you've been hiding for twenty years and just happened to show up now?" "We don't expect you to believe anything without proof, Beta." Aldric—if that was truly his name—reached slowly into his jacket. "May I?" I nodded, watching carefully as he pulled out a small leather case. He opened it to reveal a medallion—a silver wolf surrounded by stars, with intricate engravings I couldn't read from this distance.

For years, Jefry had always been the one person who spoke honestly to him. And for once, Aldric wanted to be equally honest. “Because he is my family.” Jefry fell silent. “I do not forgive everything he has done,” Aldric continued quietly. “Nor will I simply set him free. But if there is still a chance to heal him, I want to try.” Jefry's eyes gradually softened. In the end, he had expected that answer. That was who Aldric Slater was—the wise king who had guided the Kingdom of Veldera out of crisis and into prosperity.

> “Livia—he’s not Aldus anymore. That’s Alaric! His wolf!” Her breath caught, “I… I went to see… Aldrake,” she confessed, trembling as her knees weakened. She gripped the edge of the counter just to keep herself upright. Alaric—Aldus’s Lycan—stared at her like a predator scenting blood. Just hearing her speak that man’s name ignited his rage. His patience snapped. The pheromones in the air thickened violently, spreading throughout the main house until even the pack members outside could sense their King’s fury.