Alphabet Lore Friendship Novels & Stories

"I'm sorry, but it's indescribable." I realized that she may be right after all, why should I beat myself up about it. "Thalia, I like you, can I be your friend." "Awwwn," her expression was breathtaking. In a new territory, it dawned on me that Alpha Xavier may not really have my time. "Yes, I'd love to be your friend too. You are new in Wolfshade, and Alpha Xavier has taken you as a mate. You are bound to have more enemies than friends and even some enemies masquerading as friends."

Their surnames were not used because it concerned the Alpha and Luna. Antonio raised his hands and blessed them, the altar of stones, flaming hot with fire, between them; and then he blessed the sacred stone (made of pure gneiss). Lorenzo stretched out his hand first, the hot stone pierced through the skin at his wrist; she swallowed back a hiss of pain. His blood dripped unto the burning stones. She stretched out her hand next and watched her wrist get pierced and felt Lorenzo tremble. "With the authority and blessing of the moon goddess, I, Beta Antonio of the Silver Moon pack, join you both, Lorenzo and Raphaela in the sacred covenant of bonded mates;

"Max Cairncross, I will ask you one last time. Are you lending me the money or not?" I said each word clearly. "No. I am not." Dylan completely broke down. He yanked a necklace out from under his collar. It held a transparent bottle pendant, smaller than his pinky. Inside the bottle was a rolled-up strip of paper that said: "Max Cairncross is my only best friend." I had one around my neck too. Mine said: "Dylan Price is my only best friend." We gave each other those bottles after graduating high school. They symbolized lifelong friendship.

A growl sounded behind Arla, and Victor’s eyes widened, fear spiking in him. “He’s just a friend.” “A friend who used to be a boyfriend. A boyfriend who tried to poison your wolf.” Lorenzo’s eyes never left Victor’s, staring him down threateningly. “Exactly. Used to be,” she replied, stepping in front of him. “You’re my mate, and I’ve forgiven Victor. He’s made amends.” She turned to Victor and Sadie. “This is my mate, Alpha King Lorenzo. Lorenzo, this is Sadie and Victor, my friends from the coven.”

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.

He wiggled his brows Alice giggled lightly. “Arlo meet my best friend, Jovy. And Jovy meet Arlo.” She introduced. Jovy let out a brief smile. She has never heard of such name. It sounds ancient. “Oh.” She mouthed. "Old and strange right?” Arlo asked as if he had read her mind. “I have never heard of it. I am sorry.” Jovy admitted. “It’s fine since I get that most of the time…so it's all cool. Jovy, it is a...nice name. And…" Arlo’s voice trailed off as he tried to think of what to say to strike a conversation with her.

he said softly. “Let’s just leave it all in the past,” I said. “I think we got off on the wrong foot. Let’s have a fresh start,” I suggested, moving away from his embrace. “Hi,” I started off. “My name is Hera. I’m 18 years old, and I love the color green. Not like grass, but like your eyes,” I said cheekily, offering my hand. He scoffed but smiled nonetheless. “Hi. I’m Arlo, 22 years old. I’m the Alpha of the Blood Shadow pack, and my favorite color used to be gray, but now, red is growing on me.”

Luna thanked his friend especially for introducing her to Claire. "Alarick, if you need my help to communicate with your father about your relationship with Claire, I will give my words to you and I will help you convince him." Alpha, being a man of his words, promises his friend to help. "Alpha, Luna… I also want to thank you for being my strongest ally. No one has ever treated me that way. Being a First Heir from my father's throne, people in our pack just befriended me to ask for favors. Now, I finally found my trusted comrades." Alarick also expresses his gratitude towards the couple.

"Go, prepare yourselves. The path ahead will not be easy, but remember that you are stronger together. Trust in your bond, and you will find the way to victory." Alaric and Tonya share a knowing look, the elder witch's words echoing in their minds. The grove around them seems alive with energy, a quiet testament to the strength of their bond. As they turn to leave, Tonya feels Alaric's warm hand slip into hers, their fingers intertwining with an effortless familiarity. It's a simple gesture, but one that fills her with a renewed sense of confidence.

Now he could tell what had changed. "Hi" she spoke shyly still trying to understand what was happening. "I am Allaric, Xavier's vampire side" Allaric spoke then proceeded to land a lingering kiss on her cheeck. She gasped then bit her lip. "Xavier is a hybrid as you may have noticed. You are my mate as much as you are his" She wanted to ask why he hadn't shown up untill now but she was to dazzed at the moment. His kiss definitely sparked something in her. She blushed and looked away when her anughty thoughts returned.