Alfur Aldric Novels & Stories

The sheer coldness dripping from his body sent a shudder through my bones. "Ha!" Aldric stretched his broad arms back against the couch, his lips curling into a dark, taunting smirk despite his exhausted state. "Why so threatened, Alpha Thorncroft? Are you truly terrified that a human female might prefer a real wolf's touch over yours?" It was a deliberate, reckless provocation, meant to strike at Caelan’s pride. Caelan’s jaw clenched so hard the muscles in his face turned to iron, his silver eyes narrowing into slit-like blades. "Where do you find such foolish arrogance, Aldric? What makes your beast believe she would ever choose a broken heir over her marked Alpha?"

Alpha Kilhan uttered with a chuckle. She stepped out from behind Drex with a large grin on her face. “Nice to meet you.” She said as she approached me, and to my greatest surprise, she planted kisses on my cheeks. I wasn’t expecting that. “Nice to meet you too,” I answered, smiling equally. I loved her too! She seemed like a very nice lady, and she was also very beautiful. “And these are Nelson, Benjamin, and Oliver.” Alpha Kilhan added, walking past them as he spoke. “They are the Gammas.”

she looked like she was about to clam up again and that is when Edon spoke up. "Aurora and Tilly as your fututre Alpha I command you snap out of this." This was the first time I had ever heard him use the Alpha voice. She looked like she was trying to fight it but she finally realxed and looked at me. "Thank you Dax."

envelope to give to Dalton, “Why are you cuffed? I thought you were working for Argent.” I said it more as a statement because when I saw him at the police department he acted like Argent’s body guard and now he is sitting in front of me with a busted up face and hands cuffed in front of him. He was going to answer but he dropped his gaze from mine. I kicked at the ground and got my so-called brothers attention. He looked up at me and rolled his eyes, “Look, I’m not Argent is using me. Long story short, I was adopted when I was a newborn. I grew up in Alabama and when I got into my teen years I found out I could,” he looked at his hands and rubbed them together, “do things. With my mind. I

They had dressed me to be a queen, but all I saw was a pawn. The maids buzzed around me, their laughter sweet and grating. “Lady Evelyn,” one whispered as she fastened a clasp at my shoulder, “they say Alpha Aldric is the most handsome man alive. The kind of face carved for statues.” “I sure hope that he has healed fully.” Said a maid. The other giggled. “If he looked at me, I’d faint at his feet.” I rolled my eyes. “Then perhaps you should wear my dress.” Their giggles only grew, but inside me, bitterness coiled. I had never asked for this.Alpha Aldric was ambushed by an unknown wolf and his injuries were fatal. No one knows who it is.

“He requested you personally, you know. That does not occur often.” There was no need for him to say who he was, it could only be her Alpha. “I’m not for sale.” Leda spoke out. "This is Aquila, everything and everyone is for sale.” He added. The Whoremonger’s tone was mocking. “It’s only a matter of the price. Maybe yours isn’t measured only in dollars.” She scowled down at him, very aware of the fact that she hadn’t yet walked away. “I don’t understand what you mean by that.” She asked

"Control your temper, stupid brother." The aura Aldrich was emitting soon diminished as a blue color surrounded the room, almost like a barrier. It felt cool, not cold, to the skin. Alesteria looked at who spoke and hed eyes immediately sparkled in delight upon seeing the second prince, Aimilios Theodore Alaric. If Aldrich is expressive, Aimilios is the opposite of that. Aimilios is the type of boy who keeps his thoughts to himself and is always calm. He is also considered as the secretive type as he likes to never display any of his intentions to other people.

About how they'd met at a neutral territory gathering, how he'd courted her despite the laws against it, how they'd run away together and lived in hiding for years. "He had your eyes," she said one afternoon, her voice wistful. And your stubbornness. Goddess, he was stubborn. Once he made up his mind about something, there was no changing it." "What was his name?" I asked. It felt strange, not knowing something so basic about my own father. "Aldric," Perla said softly. "Aldric of the Lycan line. He was brilliant and brave and absolutely terrible at cooking. I once watched him burn water."

My footsteps echoed on the concrete pathway leading to it, each step feeling heavier than the last. The great doors were already open, and I could see figures moving inside. Members of the pack council, along with representatives from Frostfang. And my father. I stepped inside and immediately found him—Alpha Aldric of Winter’s Crest, my father, standing at the head of the long table that dominated the hall. He was tall and broad-shouldered, his hair more silver than black now, but his eyes were still that sharp, clear blue. He wore his authority like a second skin, commanding respect without having to lift a finger.

He understood, but he did not show it to Eugene, who was looking at him nervously “She is an important person Alpha, please give her one chance, she didn’t mean anything, and she helped me and Galadriel, please Alpha.” He said looking at Lucian who hit the desk angrily "I don't want to know anything. This girl crossed our borders, and the soldiers did not notice her. There is no doubt that she is an enemy who came for an evil goal." Fury was terrified by the alpha's words, and hid behind Eugene while Eugene looked at the alpha nervously.