Novel & Cerita Alphonse Armor

"No problem. Tristian there told that you are quite a reputable warlock of this Academy. Is that true?" "Uh, the Alpha is very generous. But the academy doesn't see my like that." He scratches the back of his nape and looks down. Generous? How? "I am Aurora. And you are…" "Branson." He doesn't look me in the eye. Is he scared? "Nice to meet you Branson. Since you are a powerful warlock of this Academy, I need a small favour from you." I smile. ********

I step out of the car and gently close the door, being careful not to make too much noise. I glance up and down the street, finding it deserted at this time of night. Only the streetlights illuminate the area, and the one directly above me flickers and buzzes as the lightbulb struggles to stay lit. As I walk towards Dale's bookstore, my phone vibrates in my pocket. I swipe the green dot on my smartwatch. "Speak," I answer. "We have a problem at the club, Alpha," Gelo informs me. "The guy you fought with earlier brought some rogue friends tonight. It seems like they want revenge."

I had already decided that when I took over as alpha, he would be my beta, the second in command, and my best friend, Matty, would be my gamma, the third in command. “Thanks for coming, Son. Take a seat,” my mother said, drawing me out of my thoughts. “What’s going on?” I asked curiously as I took a seat across from hers. “I just got a phone call from Alpha Samuel of the Dark Shadow Pack. Rogues attacked them last week, and they lost five warriors,” my mother replied in a serious tone, causing me to let out a heavy sigh.

Alphonsus strolled over to her, and settled in by her side, ten inches away from her. Roxanne turned sharply, in shock and confusion. But Alphonsus gave her a warm smile, as if saying "relax, I am not trying to kill you." She let out a nervous chuckle before looking over his face carefully. From up close, he actually looked like he could not hurt a fly. With bright brown eyes and brown hair, with brown cargo pants and an equally brown vintage shirt. Yes, he was also a member of the "same color for everything" committee.

In the bunker, Alphas had to keep everyone in line but there was no one to keep him in line; that's why the enforcers came up with a punishment if an Alpha ever hurt his Luna. “You have ten enforcers?” I ask Brandon as I slide the last photo into my desk and turn to face Brandon, he’s shirtless to show off his impressive muscles and I instantly know without asking that he’s going to be one of the ten. Thanks to Elle and Julie getting close, Brandon feels extra protective of my Luna.

I smirked at my own joke. “That was an awful joke, Harlow,” Joe said over the headset. “Oh, come on, that was funny,” I said in English. “Ready for the next question?” I looked at them both, and they nodded. “Great. What specifically are you looking for before your Alpha attacks?” Brent slurred his words, but started talking before Jason could. “He’sh wanting to shee how many fighters you have, and he wantsh to build his army to beat yoursh.”