Alice Yabusame Novels & Stories

she says with a wink. I gape at her bold statement. She laughs at my surpised face. "They will get used to you, i am Orphalia, Li in short" she extends her palm for a hand shake. "I am Althea" i hold her palm with mine for a second. "Come, where are you going. Whose team are you in" she asks me leading me forward. "I am Your commanders daughter, i dont have a team yet" she stops suddenly forcing me to stop as well.

Allen asked as he gaped at his mate. "When a A-Class is kick out, their status as an Alpha, a Beta or an Omega is... revoked for lack of a better term," Sebestian said, pulling Allen back down the alleyway and away from Ram as he started muttering to himself again. He deactivated his wings, watching as Allen dropped his own magic as he led him from the alleyway and across the street, pulling him into an all-night diner and ordering two coffees as he let his mate process the information. He pushed Allem into a booth and set the coffee down in front of him, sliding into the booth next to him.

a male voice said. Alizeh let go and step back before saying, “I apologise, Jamie, my name is Alizeh and I am the air element!” Jamie gasped at the incredibly beautiful lady standing in front of her. Alizeh's had pure white hair that constantly kept moving around on its own. She had stunning light blue eyes and pure white skin. Alizeh was dressed in a grey silk dress that constantly moved.

She used the brief break to escape, running back to the garden, her heart beating a suspenseful rhythm. She found Luna Seraphine in the garden, her back turned to her. Luna Seraphine was talking with someone, and Arya ran up to join her by her side. When she looked at the person Luna Seraphine was speaking with, she had to look twice to recognize that it was Alice! Alice was dressed in a soiled orange coverall, a sinister grin on her face, amplified by the large scar on the left side of her face. She had defaced the sigil of condemnation Damian had instructed his men to brand on her face.

Lydia had inherited Luna Alice's striking green eyes, long tan limbs, pointed nose, and beautifully shaped lips. Once, her father, Alpha Damon, had claimed he wasn’t interested in women, focusing solely on his duties—until he encountered Luna Alice at a nearby pack meeting when she was just fifteen. He couldn’t take his eyes off her and spent an entire year longing to see her again. The moment he turned eighteen and returned to the pack, he discovered that Alice was his mate. He claimed her that very night and married her the next day, without waiting another moment.

Alice mumbled, nails tingling, shoving the note away. Mira’s eyes softened, but her voice was coaxing. “You’re spiraling, Alice. The gym will be loud, lights flashing, music pumping. It’ll drown out the chaos.” Her hand brushed Alice’s desk, leaving another folded note. “Read this later. It’s why you need to be there.” The note read: The rally’s your safe place. Stay with me. But the crescent moon symbol matched the first note, and Alice’s scar pulsed, her senses catching fur and blood beneath Mira’s scent. Mira wasn’t just a friend—she was a hybrid, a cult creation, steering Alice to the rally for Samuel’s plan.

Jacob says, shaking his head and throwing the now sweat-stained t-shirt over his shoulder. “What?” Cayden, Bree, Jacob and I all say unison. Even when we’re not actively using the mind link with each other, we’re still linked to each other. I love my leadership team. “He’s right, Alpha. We had the scent, we had it, we had it but instead of slowly starting to fade, like Gamma Bree said, it just suddenly disappeared.” Tasha explained, her already big, brown eyes, now the size of dinner plates.

I open my eyes and stare at the temple. "Domine," I whisper. "I’m not coming to your ceremony. But I’m giving you a gift you’ll never forget." --- Inside the temple, Domine stands at the altar. He’s dressed in formal Alpha robes, looking regal and commanding. Ella stands beside him in a pure white Luna gown. That twenty-million-gold necklace is draped around her neck, the Moon-Tear stones shimmering under the lights. She’s beaming. The Head Elder stands up, his voice amplified by stones to reach every corner of the temple.

"She has declared that you can only collect the Moon Orb after you have appointed a Luna Queen. You must also consummate the mating night as well in order to receive the sacred instrument." My entire brain short-circuited for a moment, but then a low growl rumbled from my throat. "You're joking." The old woman held my gaze without the slightest hint of amusement. The calmness in her silver eyes told me everything I needed to know long before she spoke again. "Unfortunately, Your Majesty," she said, folding her weathered hands over the carved head of her cane, "I am not joking." Silence settled heavily between us.