Allen Walker Novels & Stories

Torches lined the black stone walls, casting flickering light across the gathered warriors, their armor scarred from countless battles. At the head of the hall, lounging in a carved obsidian throne, sat Valerian—Alpha of the Night Walker Pack. He was a sight to behold. Rugged. Uncompromising. Every inch of him spoke of raw power and the relentless life he had lived. His hair was dark, thick, and untamed, falling just past his shoulders in careless waves. A jagged scar ran from the corner of his left brow down to the edge of his cheekbone, a mark of a battle he had won—and one he wore with pride. His jaw was strong, covered in a rough stubble that did little to hide the sharpness of his featu

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I needed to buy myself a lot of time or else, I was going to be doomed if he discovers. Bang! I collided with a figure just as I was running, making me fall to the floor. Immediately, a sense of premonition arose in my heart as I stood up and looked at the figure. Frowning, I saw that the figure was a man in his late sixties. But from the looks of it, he didn't seem to be a member of the pack and it made me wonder if he was a spy. But then I could care less about that at the moment, I needed to leave as soon as I could. I didn't know if Alpha Kyle had noticed that I was missing or not.

I need him to like me if I am to escape execution, and to avoid going back to Marius. Be bold, I tell myself, though my insides are twisting and a storm is billowing in my chest. Be bold. I raise my chin as all gazes turn to the back of the Great Hall. The Wolf King steps through the wooden doors. He looks like no king I have encountered before. Tall and muscular, he wears no crown or fancy jewels, and dresses simply in a cream shirt and kilt. His sleeves are rolled to his elbows, revealing tattoos inked on his corded forearms. His tangled hair is brown, and it brushes his powerful shoulders. I cannot quite tell his age, but I’d wager he is around thirty.

I can taste his blood, and I'm sure my body is as bloody as his, but the adrenaline running through my veins keeps me from feeling any pain at the time. "ENOUGH!" she yells, as other wolves break us apart. "We need to go, now!" she says before the door breaks open. Her eyes fill with horror as two giant wolves stand before us, followed by three other wolves my size behind them. I recognize them instantly, making me sigh in relief. My body gives out, and I instantly feel my body aching and I hiss from the pain. The big black wolf is Xander, alpha Blake's wolf, and the big brown one, is Asher, Tyler's wolf.

It felt wrong but he would not take anything from me. I headed to the kitchen and made a hot drink. The warmth settled me. My house was too busy for my liking. I offered Logan a drink which he gladly accepted. As we were drinking there was another knock at the door which was unexpected. I froze, gripping my hands against the counter. Logan disappeared and returned a few moments later with someone behind him. “Leah, this is Jack, he does security for us. Jack this is Leah.” Jack was shorter than Logan and a lot stockier. He was muscular and had a shaved head. He reminded me more of an army man than anything else. His arms were covered in tattoos, and his stance screamed military. He stepped f

I cleared my throat urging her to speak up, however, the worsa Violet spoke next made me freeze "Alex Walker"

"We've not had the pleasure of meeting." He said as he extended his hand. "No. We haven't." Lori replied. She didn't extend hers. The man looked at her again, when it was clear that Lori wouldn't shake him he dropped his hand. "Axel. Axel Walker." She fought the urge to look shocked. This was the alpha Myra had specifically told her to stay away from and he was right in front of her. "Loretta Wyatt." She answered uneasily. "I saw when you came in. Your wings are magnificent. I came over hoping to get a closer look but I see you've put them away."

If this security guard managed to offend Kait, Tamara would never be able to survive in the entertainment industry in the future! Xynthia Zimmer was perplexed while looking at Harvey. Her brother-in-law was not such a person. Why would he request something like that? Bryan and Steven froze over, then burst out laughing. ‘This security guard has no idea what sort of danger he’s getting himself into!’ ‘Who is Kait Walker anyway?’ ‘She’s the lady of the Walker family, a true wealthy daughter, the same person that caught the eyes of one of the Six Princes of Mordu, Lucas Jean! And yet he still dared to make such a demand?!’

All his beast could do now was completely cut the Alpha off and never provoke that dangerous Walker bloodline again. The border transport crates always took forever to be sorted by the lodge workers, and the crowd of traveling wolves was thick and restless. While he stood waiting by the wooden posts, his communication slate flared again with Tyler's frequency. "Jessa? Are your paws still stuck inside the check-in hall?" "Yeah, but my claws should have the luggage crates out soon." Tyler Walker, possessing the sharp instincts of a seasoned warrior, sensed something was deeply wrong immediately. "Jessa... has your wolf been crying?"