Alphabet Lore Faceless Novels & Stories

The surroundings are noisy. Music and loud cheers are everywhere. Today is the annual pack party of the Starlight Hallow Pack. The crowd yelled when their Alpha and his family comes out of the stage. Well build body, trimmed beard, and blue eyes are the face of the honorable rank number three werewolves ambassador, Alpha Lino Lumayag. His Luna with blonde hair and green mossy eyes is standing proudly on his right side. And their beautiful daughter, which is a carbon copy of her mother and with the same eyes as her father, waving shyly at everyone to his left side.

I look at him from head to toe and somehow, I can feel that I saw him before, I just can't remember when and where was it. While thinking deep he then turn around and smiled at me. "I am Markus Alurious, Alpha of the rogues." He said. Shit!!! This is really a big shit!!!!

"That would take too long, maybe it's new. Something that has never taken place before" Arlo enters on a skateboard. He is wearing one of those nametag stickers. You know the ones that have 'Hello my name is' on them. Naturally, the 'O' of his name is a winky face. I stopped questioning his behaviour a long time ago and just accepted it. Alarich seems to have given up also as he just shakes his head.

she looked like she was about to clam up again and that is when Edon spoke up. "Aurora and Tilly as your fututre Alpha I command you snap out of this." This was the first time I had ever heard him use the Alpha voice. She looked like she was trying to fight it but she finally realxed and looked at me. "Thank you Dax."

Faye stammered trying to search for the right words to say. “Cat cut your tongue?!.” Alora asked. Zemia smirked and pulled her close when he saw Faye's eyes darkened. “You have an Alpha aura! What are you, a Lycan ?!.” Zemias's brother said. “I am Alora and for what I am I would rather keep that to myself!.” Alora replied and leaned on Zemia. “Well, I am Loki!.” He said. “Nice to meet you!.” Alora replied.

With his face red as ripe tomatoes, I asked him. "Do you know you are mean? "he asked me. "Ok, you already know my name, so what's your name?" "I am Alonso and I am from the snow moon pack but I am always away on training. I am the brother of Alpha Logan." I looked him in the face and I noticed the resemblance, but while Alonso has a pretty face, Logan has a more masculine and bad boy look. "Nice to meet you Alonso, and forgive my manners but you are too beautiful."

A streak of glitter clung stubbornly to his jawline. Grace finally found her voice. “What is this nonsense? Men don’t wear makeup!” she hissed, marching over to him. She grabbed a napkin from the nearby table and began to furiously scrub at his face. “You’re an Alpha!” she snapped. “Not some… some painted doll!” Alaric looked like he wanted to curl up and die, but before Grace could actually scratch his skin off, I stepped closer. I reached out, catching Alaric’s eye before lifting my hand.

If he didn’t fuck his stepsister and make me think whatever this was, was for only as long as he couldn’t get in my pants. “Ahh…I heard you were bringing your luna.” A smooth voice with a heavy accent interrupted my musings. Alpha Lorenzo was almost as tall as Gabe. But he was more lanky, possessed a build not nearly as muscular as my mate’s. His slicked back long hair exposed piercings running up both ears. When he extended a hand to greet me, I noticed a tattoo of a lion on his forearm. Gabe had told me he was known as the lion of Andalusia. It was a nickname. When I’d asked Gabe if he had a nickname, he’d merely smirked and looked away briefly before continuing to talk about Alpha Lorenzo

It was black, but standing beside it was a man at a podium. We looked at each other for a second. His expression showed a flicker of curiosity that he immediately covered with contempt. I’d bet anything he was the other side’s interpreter, but where was the one who was actually negotiating? “Let’s begin,” Lorenzo said coldly, and the screen lit up as the Zoom call connected. On the other side sat a handsome man in an office, with blond hair slicked back and deep brown eyes. Even through the screen, I could tell he was an Alpha. And more than that... why did he feel like someone I’d met before?

Valerian answered, waving at the unfamiliar old man. I linked my eyes with Father and the frown that was aimed at me made my heart skip a beat. I hadn’t done anything wrong but I couldn’t control my racing heart. Bad things always happened to me whenever Father frowned because of me. “King Iyrick,” Valerian greeted with a slight bow. I followed suit behind him. “Crown Prince Valerian.” Something about the way the king called Valerian’s name gave me the creeps. I raised my head to meet his awkward stare.