Alphabet Lore Comic Novels & Stories

*ALORA* I watched Lorenzo stuff his hand into his pocket and he brought out something. Showing it to me, I realized it was a necklace. The same necklace he had gotten me with the “AL” pendant. “I had this made for us. And no, it’s not the first and second letter of your name. I wasn’t bold enough to tell you before. It’s actually the first letter of your name and the first of mine. I wanted us to have something…I don’t know…matching…I guess…”

And gods help any unsuspecting guard or pack member who passed by the open door of his study and heard Alpha Alaric Blackthorn, the stoic leader of the Triplet Pack, speaking in a squeaky, high-pitched dragon voice, or a gruff, booming giant. One afternoon, I walked in to find him holding a weighty tome titled "Ancient Lunar Battle Formations." Lyra, perched comfortably in his lap, was gurgling with delight as he made dramatic gestures, narrating the movements of mythical armies with surprisingly expressive sound effects. "And then, the Great Wolf General, Grolf, howled a mighty HOWWWL!" Alaric boomed, then immediately softened his voice to a tiny squeak, "And the tiny, cowardly goblins, the

Lucien and Camellia were gone, and I didn’t even know where they’d ended up. Was I supposed to care? Lucien was my cousin, but we’d only ever learned to tolerate each other. No real bond, just blood and duty. Still… family doesn’t abandon family. Not when things fall apart. I stood slowly, my hands clenched at my sides. One way or another, I had to check in. Even if it meant crossing lines I swore I never would. “They made Leonardo the fucking Alpha,” Alaric sighed as he walked into the room. Nyla trailed in right after him, slamming the door harder than necessary. “Yeah, and it’s the biggest joke of the century.”

Alex marveled at the beauty of it all, their mind a whirlwind of emotions. "Alex," a voice called out from behind them, breaking their reverie. Turning around, Alex saw a figure approaching. The newcomer was draped in robes that seemed to dance with an ethereal glow, their presence radiating an aura of wisdom and power. It was Alara, the sage who had first guided them on their journey. "Alara," Alex greeted with a warm smile, "it's good to see you." "And it is always a pleasure to see you, my dear champion," Alara replied, her voice gentle yet commanding. "You have brought hope and light to The Enchanted Realm. You are truly remarkable."

"I am the exalted Luna of this pack, and my bond was a gift from the Moon Goddess. Tainted, it was worthless. I needed no one but myself. "What did you say?!" A crystal vial whistled past my ear and shattered against the stone wall. Shards of glass and a month's worth of irreplaceable healing balm splattered across the floor. My son's half-shifted eyes burned with a golden rage. "How dare you say you're leaving him! I'm the one who should hate you! If anyone's leaving, it's me! I'm leaving you! The only one I respect is our pack's greatest Beta warrior, Aunt Valerie!"

“Drugging the Alpha Prince of a royal kingdom is considered treason, in case you forgot.” Her smile fell. “I didn’t mean to—” “You did mean to,” Alaric interrupted, eyes gleaming dangerously. “And if I wasn’t in a generous mood tonight, you’d be on your knees begging for a portal scroll back to Eldoria by now.” Amora stiffened. “Instead,” he continued, gesturing lazily, “why don’t you go find a priestess and offer a ritual to the stars? Thank them for your lungs still working and your neck still intact.”

I knew this had to be killing her inside. “Don’t let this small display of obedience fool you my friends, I can assure you that there is still a defiant fire still roaring deep inside,” Alexander knelt down beside Tel’annas and buried his nose in her hair. “Now for some fun. As part of the process we make sure to test out the goods, we certainly don’t want to give you sub par products. The lords of Salem pride ourselves on the quality of our merchandise.” The fucking asshole was talking as if she was nothing but an object to be tossed aside when you’d had enough. I watched as he gave control over to Blaze, who had begun to unbuckle his belt.

“Let go of me! I am the future alpha of my pack!” Lorenzo kept on growling like a mad wolf the whole way as the guards dragged him away to the dungeon. Thankfully Adrian and Brad had come right on time to save me in the forest. Even though Lorenzo was powerful, he was not powerful enough to suppress an Alpha and a Beta blood like Adrian and Brad together.