Alphabet Pick Up Line 소설 & 이야기

"Consider it a favor you owe me." Elsewhere, Kael fought his way back to Luna, his body a tapestry of sweat and blood. "They're trying to separate us!" Luna nodded. "We hold the line. Together." The ground trembled, a low, resonant hum. From the forest emerged a figure—taller than the Draugr, wrapped in crimson robes, its face hidden beneath a hood. It raised its hand, and the beasts paused, snarling but still. The figure spoke, voice soft yet carrying. "The Blood Witch sends her regards, Alpha Queen. She requests your presence. Decline, and she'll send worse."

KINGSTON I’m half asleep when my phone starts ringing, the ringing doesn’t affect me, not until I receive a call from Aeliana’s number. I know it’s her because I have a specific ringtone for her and the sound is enough to jolt me awake. I quickly reach for my phone and press it to my ear. Could she want something? “Hello?” I groan, pressing the phone to my ear. The voice that comes through is not hers, it’s far from female. “Yo, Alpha Kingston.”

He called on a Thursday morning. Not through representatives, not through documents in the inter-pack registry, not through the patient indirect channels she'd been watching him use for months. A direct call to the Alpha Supreme's administrative line, which Jetstar picked up and which produced a moment of silence before Jetstar came to the office door and said there was a man named Aldric on the line and asked whether she wanted to take it. She said yes immediately, before she'd thought through whether immediately was the right pace, and picked up.

"Why the hell do you need Mason's line?" The sheer pressure of his Alpha aura slammed into my chest, making it hard to breathe. I swallowed hard, cursing Vivian Holloway and Grayson in my mind for trapping me like this. "It's... it's about the Everly family boundary line. If it's inconvenient, never mind." Declan stared at me for three agonizing seconds before rattling off twelve digits in a harsh, clipped tone. "138-0092-4411." I quickly memorized the numbers, typing them into my comm pad with shaking fingers. "Thank you, Alpha."

I said, practically shoving the phone in her face. “What?! Then don't pick up.” She tried to snatch the phone but I pulled back fast and she frowned. “Are you crazy? Why should I not pick up the Alpha's call?!” My head and chest had started sweating at this point as I fidgeted with the phone. His name on the screen felt blinding to my eyes but before the call would end, I clicked on it and answered, “Hello Alpha.” “Where are you?” “On my way to Ronnie's.”

My voice came out more like a tired drawl than the threatening growl I had intended. Jimmy swallowed hard, his Adam’s apple bobbing. "Alpha Prince... there are six missed calls for you here," he whispered, holding out the emergency phone like it was a cursed object. I blinked at him. "That’s the emergency landline," I muttered, trying to piece it together. "Who’s calling me on that?" "Yes, Alpha Prince." Jimmy’s hands shook. "It’s your girlfriend. She… she couldn’t reach you on your mobile so she proceeded to call this line."

She dialed it without wasting any time. Alvin picked up the phone almost immediately as if he had been expecting her call. "Hello, this is Alvin's tech. How may I be of help to you?" The voice asked. "Alvin? Hello Alvin. This is Chelsea, Chelsea Hoffman." She started. "Hello Chelsea Hoffman, what can we do for you--" the call was put on hold. "Chelsea?" Another voice said. "Uh-Alvin?" "Yup, this is Alvin. Sorry about that. That was my bot, it takes all business calls. How have you been? It's been a very long time. I haven't seen you since high school." Alvin replied.

I inhaled deeply, allowing the air to fill my lungs, preparing myself to respond to the beckoning call. "Yes, hi, this is Ryker," I uttered with feigned ignorance as though the caller's identity eluded me entirely. "Ryker," intoned the woman on the other end of the line, her voice carrying a sense of purpose and familiarity, "this is Alice. "Like I thought, you got rid of my number, and you still haven't changed your number." "There are a lot of important numbers here, so I haven't changed the numbers yet," I uttered. "What can I do for you, and you called?"

My Gran used to say that all the time. For cripe’s sake! I didn’t know what day it was. According to my trusty iPhone, it was Saturday. My phone rang, startling me. I almost dropped the damn thing. I didn’t recognize the number. “Hello?” “Is this the witch?” The male voice came across arrogant with a touch of apprehension. “It depends. Who is asking?” See what happened when boredom trumped caution? I never answered unknown numbers. “This is Alpha Camden.” “What can I do for you, alpha?” Yes. I heard curiosity killed the cat. I could not help myself.

she explained, her voice trembling slightly. Alisha's heart sank. She knew this late-night summoning couldn't mean anything good. "Alright, give me the phone," she replied, her voice steady despite her growing apprehension. The maid handed Alisha the phone, and Alisha took a deep breath before answering. She knew she had to brace herself for whatever Alice had to say. "Hello?" Alisha said, her voice echoing slightly in the quiet room. "Angel," Alice's voice came through the line, smooth and calculated. "I hope I didn't disturb you too much."