Alice X Mad Hatter Novels & Stories

"I am sorry, I did not mean to hit you," She apologized but the lady was smiling at her. "Sorry too. I was equally not watching and that was why I hit you," She said as she held the handkerchief. " My name is Carla," she introduced with the smile still on her face. " Oh, Carla. I am Audrey and i am the_" "Oh, I am aware," she said, cutting Audrey off " I know who you are and I am from the blood moon pack." She said still wearing the smile on her face.

He was sending message to his only friend, Adom. The most delectable, earth-shattering scent worked its way through Ash foggy brain as she took deep breaths. The scent of apples and jasmine and a beautiful base note of roses all accented by the most perfect scent of Alpha he had ever had the pleasure of smelling invaded hid lungs. Alpha, the scent of Alpha. His Alpha! "MY ALPHA" she barked out as the realisation hit him like one of those new steam trains. She sat bolt upright as his eyes sprang open, which was a mistake, not the biggest one he had made today, admittedly, but bad enough. He slumped back onto the sofa as a wave of dizziness overtook him.

Chapter 59 3rd Person POV "Silence!" Alpha Mendez's voice boomed down the hall. The pack hushed as they rushed to him. "Alice‚ explain yourself." Alice stepped forward. In the silvery moonlight‚ her hair blazed like melted starlight. Her cool‚ commanding eyes swept over the pack. "I am Alice. Once‚ I was your Luna. Once ‚ I was believed to be dead." A murmur of surprise rumbled through the wolves gathered.

And there I see him, laughing maliciously, lying on his belly, with his paws in front of him. I shake my head in denial. I walk through the cabin and head to the parking lot… “Excellent! There is a possible conversation over there.” I say to Fenrir, as I walk towards my truck. Alice is there. She is a young woman. I think she is only 25 years old. She is quite beautiful with her fiery red hair and her freckles on her cheeks and, from what I hear, she is also very talented. Fenrir raises an eyebrow and says, “I agree. She will be enough. Now don’t go overboard. I don’t want Emma to cut off our balls like she wants to do to Peter.”

“Can’t you tell how things in this seemingly children’s book that you are talking about is going? Haven’t you realized it yet, who are the characters that each represents? Or perhaps you are just lying, playing dumb and blind?” “Dumb and blind?” He pretended to think about it, while all along knowing what Winona is trying to say, and with a sinister smile, he whispers the words that Winona wanted to hear. “Alice is Alliah, and The Mad Hatter is Kyle himself, and me? Well, I guess I am----”

That person who almost succeeded still failed in the end, didn't they? I still felt uneasy. Where exactly did that mute maid go wrong? With only three minutes left on the countdown. Alice spent all her points to exchange for an item called [Camouflage Potion]—it allowed one to perfectly disguise their scent and aura as a wolf Omega. She was gambling everything. "No time to hesitate." Alice looked at us. "I choose the identity: [Castle Laundry Maid (Omega)]. Is anyone willing to come with me?" In the crowd, my usually silent Second Sister, Sofia, raised her hand.

It makes my skin crawl. I hate it. Someone whispers, not even trying to hide it. “That’s him. The Mad Alpha.” Another voice answers. “I thought he wouldn’t come.” A third, lower. Nervous. “Is he stable? Are we safe?” I keep walking. I don’t rush. I don’t stop. I let my boots hit the floor slow and steady so they hear me coming. So they feel it. There was a time when my entrance was marked with heavy regard and envy.

Hillary, everything was a pain in her ass and she couldn't no longer stand it. "I am not getting married to anyone" Alice declared. "And even if I were to marry someday, I would be in charge of choosing that person and it could never be someone as disgusting as this" She pointed at Mr. Hillary who felt so ashamed and embarrassed by the insult. He rashly stood from his seat with his brother following suit but before he could leave Xavier had acted fast which drew him back a bit.

I looked around to see if anyone was eavesdropping or not, “…Werewolves.” “You know,” Alice leaned in with a devilish grin on her face. “I haven’t exactly been honest with you. I’m what the shrinks might label batshit crazy. So, if I’m taking this better than most people would, you might want to consider that I might be thinking that I’m hallucinating all of this.” “Are you for real right now?” I asked.

For a moment, I couldn't blink as I looked at her smiling face. I swallowed before continuing. "So, if you're Alice, who am I? The Mad Hatter?" "Mad Hatter? Of course not, you're Jabberwocky, Mr. Lancaster." I raised both of my eyebrows, slightly surprised. "So I'm your enemy?" She snorted at my question. "You're a problem magnet. I have never met anyone who enjoys being kidnapped so much." I replied with a brief smile. This was the longest conversation I had with Alice, and I didn't want it to end too soon. "How old are you, Alice? 22? 23?"