Alien Reader X Novels & Stories

“No one outside the inner circle knows until the Alpha decides otherwise.” The medic nodded, pale, and stepped back. I crouched, staring at the small, bloodless incisions. Whoever had done this wasn’t sloppy. They’d been calm. Almost professional. And they did it casually, as if it was the easiest thing to do. I could feel my pulse in my throat. This wasn’t a rogue attack. It was a message. And that message came from inside the walls. “Hunter.” Xavier’s voice snapped through the air, low and controlled. I stood immediately, turning as he approached. His wolf’s aura rolled ahead of him, sharp, suffocating.

"I know you have questions. But right now, we have maybe ten minutes before Alpha arrives, and you need to be gone before that happens." "Alpha?" Albert struggled to his feet despite his wounds. "Who the hell is Alpha?" "X's enforcer. His primary weapon. Makes Thomas Kane's cybernetics look primitive." Rebecca moved to the window, checked outside. "I have been tracking X for twenty years. Staying dead so I could work against him without him knowing. But he just activated Alpha. That means endgame. That means everyone in this building dies unless we evacuate right now." "You are supposed to be dead," I said, still processing. "Marcus told me—"

Questions and exclamations filled the air, and Angel struggled not to cringe under the scrutiny of the entire pack. Why couldn't I have just controlled myself? she asked herself. She was surprised when Layon ignored the pack and wandered over to nuzzle his snout into her cheek, offering her a lick before he turned and began to shift back into his human form. Fearful of their gazes, Angel remained in wolf form, pressing herself against Layon's bare leg even as he addressed the pack. "Angel Hale is the traitor's daughter no more! She is my mate, the mate of the next pack alpha!"

Elijah and Xavier growl "He was a coward, he ran from the consequences of what he did, he doesn't deserve you or your forgiveness... Alice, we could have helped lesson..." I feel the wave of fear that goes through Skyler at the tinge of Alpha's tone within his growl. This adds to my growing temper. I then pull out of his arms and walk away from the railing before turning back to him and yelling, "NO! XAVIER YOU DON'T GET IT... I AM YOUR MATE, I AM XAIDEN'S MATE AND I AM XANDER'S MATE... I AM MEANT TO BE CONNECTED TO ALL 3 OF YOU... WE ARE NOT..."

He was her servant, her enforcer, her weapon. “Maeron is neither alive nor dead,” one of the old scrolls read. “He walks the world, carrying the silence of death and the hunger of the sea.” The more Alexandro uncovered, the heavier his heart grew. These weren’t ordinary enemies. Solmyra and Maeron were not part of the werewolf order or any natural hierarchy. They had no allegiance, no nation, no rules. They were older than the clans, older than the territories, older than Valerian’s bloodline or his own. And now they had Serena.

“I believe they are a bunch of ferals that grouped together around an alpha, they call themselves The Gremlins. While I can’t be certain that they were them, everything they did is the pattern that has been spoken of. Silently stalking women who are shopping alone. Waiting until after they load their bags into their car before using code words to surround them. If the woman gets away like I did, they will wait by the car for them to return. Rumor has it that they are kidnapping them, beating them until they’re submissive then selling them into the sex trade. They are wanted by both humans and werewolves but only werewolf jail will really hold them.” “Why did you come out shopping alone if yo

My heart leapt into my throat as I screamed his name, my voice lost in the chaos. But Xander didn’t need the warning. His wolf turned sharply, his ice-blue eyes locking onto the hunter as he lunged. The man managed to fire, the dart grazing Xander's flank, but it wasn’t enough to stop him. With a guttural snarl, Xander brought the man down, his jaws closing around the hunter's shoulder and rendering him unconscious.

"Aim something sharp or heavy at the red discoloration in the liquid. We split them before they split on their own." "JP?" From the doorway to the room, a young Dagerstanteen appeared. The alien had light blond tube hair, and his blue skin had a greenish tint. He leaned on the Nebos, and his eyes were shut as if he was sleepwalking. He swayed. "Daris?" Rhylent glanced to the woozy alien and then back to the nitch. "Go get Keltrix." "And Octnavin." JP shot again. "And whoever else is around. This nitch is strong."

Just when he thought his curiosity would be sated, it came roaring back. There was no response from his brother on their argument, but Kohlxchijr imagined him rolling his eyes and settling back down to sleep. Kohlxchijr hunched his shoulders and cringed as his tail scratched along the side wall. It was shorter than his brothers and sisters and didn’t have any spikes. “Don’t make me muzzle and chain you,” Taurian warned. The rusty chains hung on Kohlxchijr’s back wall as a constant reminder of his father’s overprotectiveness. He had locked him down here when Kohlxchijr refused to hide from the aliens that now reigned his homeworld.

That didn’t mean I wanted her dead before we could have our long overdue conversation. I shook my head in pain as Star threw ball after ball of fire at Alisa. But she held on. So tough. She was going to die. And I could see it in her eyes that she knew the effects of Danica’s herbs were wearing off as Star’s magic slammed into Alia’s over and over again but she held on. “You need to go. NOW!” Xavier hissed at me as he tried to continue fighting with one arm. I watched in horror as I realized he had shifted back and been using one of his hands as a shield for the Vampire bites.