Alphonso Hargreeves Novels & Stories

John countered, with his beast, Kine, dual-toning his voice. “Actually…” I turned to the stage as I sensed someone mounting and there stood the Herry fellow, making the announcement. “If you hurry…maybe you’ll get the show.” “We’ll be there soon.” As the connection ended, I quickly connected with Alpha Barbosa. “I hear we’ve had a run-in.” “Alpha,” Barbosa responded with a greeting before he continued. “We did, and these Rogues are…far more vicious than any that I have ever encountered.”

Just as things seemed to be slipping out of control, a figure appeared out of nowhere, wielding light magic that cut through the darkness. The stranger dispatched the creatures effortlessly, their form moving with grace and speed that left the group stunned. “I don’t have time for a proper introduction,” the stranger said, lowering their staff as the last creature fell. “But you’ll need me if you want to stop what’s coming.” Lucas was wary, but Seraphina stepped forward, recognizing the stranger’s power. “Who are you?” she demanded. “Alaric,” the stranger said, his eyes intense. “A rogue mage. And I’ve been tracking the Core’s rise. It’s not over. It’s not finished.”

*FREYA* I breathe harshly, my lungs squeezing. He is king Orion Hargrove. King of Ashvale. The one who kill girls after he has had them to his satisfaction. The very man I had run from or in this case something worse because he doesn't look human. I spin around fast and my fists pound against the door. “Let me out!” My heart hammers against my ribcage. Cold fingers wrap around my wrist whirling me around and his arms cage me against the door.

he answered rhetorically. For the first time that day, my chest eased, but slightly. He was acting rather responsibly. It was unlike him, but in this moment, it soothed me more than I cared to admit. I let the faintest smile tug at my lips, unseen by anyone but myself. Perhaps Maddox was not as insufferable as he pretended to be. “Good" I murmured. “Then tell me what you’ve found" I demanded. It was Hargan who answered, his rough voice carrying the weight of decades. He had served my father before me and was appointed as the Chief Guard in his tenure. Once I became Alpha, I let him keep his position as he was both loyal and efficient in his job.

Hector says as he holds him by the arm. The man looks down at his arm, making Hector retreat his hand quickly. "My name is Hunter Black. Alpha of the Blood Moon Pack of the North. You enslaved my sister. I am only here to take her back. Your death and the downfall of your pack are not of my concern." he says, making Alpha Hector DiMarco's eyes widen in shock.

Jonas and Lydia entered the room, followed by a man whose presence sucked all the air out of the space. The Alpha. He was tall, with dark hair and piercing gray eyes that seemed to carry the weight of the world. His expression was guarded, almost cold, and I immediately knew he didn’t want to be here any more than I did. Jonas cleared his throat. “Shall we begin?” Sarah nudged me forward, her nails digging into my arm. I stumbled slightly but regained my footing, walking toward the long table where the others had gathered. “Welcome, Ayla,” Lydia said kindly, though her smile seemed tinged with sympathy.

And not when I knew that Valerie did not like that, and wasn’t going to let it slide… When the doors slid open, he was already waiting. Alpha Lorenzo. He stood near the lobby exit, dark suit perfectly tailored, one hand tucked into his pocket, the other holding a file. The way people stepped around him without realizing why, that instinctive avoidance, was something only true predators carried. “Ms. Lewis.” His voice was smooth, polite. But beneath it was the warning rumble of a storm. “Alpha,” I managed, bowing my head slightly. “I didn’t expect you to still be here. I thought that you would have left already.”

In the distance I could still make out Cain's back shuffling away while he cradled his wrist, but strangely, my head wasn't filling up with the simple satisfaction I'd expected. Seeing him hurt like that actually set off alarm bells in my brain. I knew exactly what kind of man Cain Hargrove was. Behind the expensive suits and the friendly public smile he always wore as Alpha of Ironveil, there was a monster. Completely unhinged, narcissistic, and cruel. "You're spacing out, Little Wolf," Kieran whispered, his thumb still moving across my neck in a slow, soothing rhythm. "You worried about that bastard?"

“It’s a great night. The moonlight shines brightly to the right level as in moon goddess’s standards to keep us alive, healthy and powerful, and we howl together at midnight tops to worship her majesty, In a word: tradition. On Every Full moon night for the last hundred and seventy years, our ancestors have gathered here, in this very spot to break bread, discuss the issues of the pack, and yes, share a laugh or two, But more importantly Investiture of the new alpha. Our rich heritage means everything.” He paused for a moment and looked over at our table and smiled. He called Daniel to join him on the stage, and he shook his hand before handing him an ivory pendant on a gold chain, saying “I

I cannot even imagine. “I have been trained to be calm in the toughest of situations since my end goal is to become an Alpha. So let’s be honest this is nothing compared to the duties of an Alpha, is it?” he asked with a smile and then glanced at his expensive watch to check the time. He was elegance and arrogance personified, through and through and it only made me hot for him. I think I leave my sense aside whenever I am with him. He licked his lips to wipe off the smug smirk forming on his face as he added, “Hence, I can keep my calm in situations.”