Alpha Dimitri Ls Barbosa Novels & Stories

“My stomach dropped. James’s expression turned serious. “Whatever is happening between you and Alpha Adrian… you should end it now, Rox. You don’t want that kind of trouble.” The bell rang, cutting off any reply. We stood and regrouped. Jack and the other alphas,except Adrian,waited at the front. One of them stepped forward: a tall man with his hair tied in a man bun and a neatly trimmed goatee. “Now that most of you have gotten the hang of the single-leg lateral hops with the bear hug,” he said, scanning our tired faces, “we’ll move on to the next exercise. He offered a small smile. “In case you forgot, I’m Liam, Alpha of the Moonlight Pack.”

A new scent lingered under my nose. “Ah, Dimitri,” Alonso’s voice was laced with amusement. “I had no idea you were going to entertain my invitation,” “It was difficult to ignore the fifth time you’ve bothered to send me one,” I bit my lower lip to stop the amusement boiling inside of me. Dimitri Dacre. Alpha of the Bloodsky Pack. The only person who’d turned down Alonso four times before showing up. And possibly the man who could save me.

And alas, that voice was so strikingly familiar. “Go.” “Make it quick and make sure he doesn’t survive this” Hell if you think this was over because in that moment, coming out of the darkness was none other than Dimitri. He was back and he was back for vengeance. Who knew what he has up his sleeves but those words didn’t sound good. And of course, there was only one him—Oscar Baron. “I want you to kill him in cold blood.” Dimitri’s voice was followed by a harkening cackle and alas, even though Oscar had survived the surgery, this was still far from over.

Alessandro and Draco stood there baffled at their childish wife and girlfriend behaviour. They looked at each other and shook hands with no expression on their face. "Hello, I am Draco Blackwood. Welcome to my home." "Hello, Alessandro Williams. Thank you." Sabrina wasn't surprised at his fake surname. He use this surname "Williams" in business world. One of many reasons people recognise him as the CEO and not as "Alessandro Kingston" the mafia leader of California. "Hello, I am Lily Harrison." Lily said as he shook hand with Alessandro. Alessandro passed her the bouquet and she smiled delightfully.

The man laughed bitterly. "I'm Alonso, the alpha of the nightwalker pack. I will only trade once and if you deny then there'll be war." He snickered. Alonso looked at two of the dead bodies of his warriors before looking down at the deadly claws on his chest that were bleeding along with the wounds on his arms and back. "Don't worry, I'll make her pay on your behalf," Alonso hissed as Rasmus gnashed his teeth forcing his body but it was of no avail.

I sat down, daring not to meet his gaze. Someone rushed into the office, strumming a guitar; it was the alpha's friend. The one Natalia had a crush on. I stole a glance at him; he was always smiling, and despite being slightly taller than Alpha Adonis, he was more lanky, whereas Alpha had a toned body. His fingers deftly plucked the guitar strings, and he played a familiar tune. "What do you want?" Alpha Adonis asked his friend, pretending to be annoyed. "I invited the singing bird here to give me a private show."

He grabbed his cell and stopped at Francesco de León’s number. Sighing heavily, he pressed call and stood by with bated breath. “Dimitri Baranov,” came the accentuated husky voice of the Spanish Cartel leader. “Francesco de León, finally we are acquainted.” Dimitri started formally. Francesco’s laugh snapped him out of any doubts he had about calling.

"Luis, he is headed your way. His motorcycle is marked with a GPS. I will send you the coordinates when he stops." "My men will take him out," was the curt reply. "Our deal doesn't come into effect until he is dead." The other dragon hissed. "We will kill him. And then the Moscow drug trade is ours alone." "Of course." It was an easy concession to make. Dimitri had no interest in the drug trade. Luis was a Brazilian Starback shifter, and his little overseas empire was welcome to do what they wanted once the Barinovs were eliminated or neutralized.

I need answers from him before anything else can happen and for that to happen I need to keep my calm. "Look at me," I command, my Alpha tone coming out firm. Alberto's head flies up until his eyes are directly on mine. "Alpha, please, let me explain." He sounds off. The Alberto I know is always a happy soul, the heart of any party, so seeing him like this is throwing me off. Then again, the Alberto I know wouldn't betray his pack or Alpha, so what do I know?

We got to hang out at the packhouse more often and I became best friends with Trainors and most of the teens at the packhouse. It's been two months since we graduated from college. I now work as the Human Resource Manager at Selena Textiles– a factory founded by Alpha Lex, where Daniel is the CEO. Both Daisy, Dylan, and Arnold work there too. Prove out Arnold was not as bad as I thought! The thing that made him miserable was drugs and his high school in Jamaica. But since he broke up with Nico, and his father Rebuked him for using too much ebonics, excessive slang, and a weird way of speaking by omitting words, he has become normal. It was all because of Drugs.