Alto Library Novels & Stories

I’m almost sad when the road trip ends and we arrive at the gate of the neighborhood on the outskirts of Denver that belongs to their pack. When we pull into the driveway of the packhouse, we’re greeted once again by two burly bouncer types who escort us inside. They bring us straight to the guest rooms we stayed in last time, depositing our belongings before walking us back to the foyer where Alpha Cole and his sister are waiting to receive us. “Nice to see you two again,” Cole booms as he strides across the foyer. He shakes Theo’s hand first, then mine. “You remember my sister, Astrid?”

As much as my brain tells me I should be afraid, something tells me he’s not dangerous. That he’s just flirty. Like Alex. He reminds me of a darker, older, werewolf version of Alex. I didn’t answer him, moving my phone up like I was trying to ignore him. Really I’m taking his picture to send to Logan. “Yet again. Not your business,” I stated. Aurelia: That’s him. I’ve been backing up to the forest just in case. Do I need to run? Logan: Colby Delaney. *eye roll emoji*

He stared at me and walked straight towards me. Dakota got infront of me and growled. He stopped but kept starting at me. I heard bones crack and there stood the most power Alpha in the world. Alpha Alcander. He smirked in his naked glory and growled. "Mate."

The air was heavy with the scent of rain and soil when the stranger arrived. The guards at the gate barely had time to issue a warning before he walked through the threshold of the stronghold as if he belonged. Toran. The name rolled off tongues with a mixture of awe and dread. A rogue Alpha. An outcast who’d refused every pack’s allegiance. It was said he left trails of blood in his wake, carving dominance wherever he went. His presence was a statement: challenge.

Arturo: “Alpha…” “As long as they did not come out to call us, then we wait, Lorenzo.” I said, stopping the man as he heard his mate scream despite hearing the first baby’s cry. I had to admit, we were worried when we weren’t called inside the room. But when we heard Ayla scream again.

I handed him the phone as Rosa took my hand. "Martinez, this is Antonio Loren," he began. "You should know that you are well out of your depth. This pack and my son are not things that anyone with any sense should fuck around with. Take your men and go home before someone gets killed." "Too late for that," Andrea replied. "You see, I called the Alpha just a few minutes ago and he gave me his mate's number." "Why would he do that?" Antonio demanded. "He wanted me to give you a warning just in case six of his children were out playing alone in the woods or something."

There were at the funeral, but with so many people in attendance, I didn’t recall speaking to them. “It has been too long, little one, but we are here now to help you grow stronger. It is time.” Alina says to me, and I nod my head at her and I smile. Movement from the side of me has me tense up. I slowly turn and my eyes widen comically, seeing the two gigantic men standing shoulder to shoulder. “Let me introduce you to two of our best. Igor and Ivan.” I look at these Russian Mountains. They are identical twins, well I say identical one has throat tattoos the other doesn’t but they have the same features, eye colour, and hair. Wow!

“You’re not standing at the beginning of this story, Alpha. You’re standing in the middle of it, pretending you can still turn back.” I stopped, one hand clenched around my helmet. “Marked how?” He stepped onto the porch, moonlight catching the lines on his face, carving him into something ancient and unmovable. “Fate doesn’t knock on Lunawalkers. It brands them. The silver fire wasn’t a warning—it was a confirmation.” My wolf slammed against my ribs, snarling. Mine. “So what?” I shot back. “I keep her hidden? Lock her down? Wrap her in guards and hope the Goddess gets bored?”

I bit my lip when he got up from the couch to take off his clothes desperately, and I took advantage of ogling it at every garment he took off, knowing what would come when he was completely naked. “What the hell...?” My eyes widened at the sight of a tattoo on his chest. It wasn't just any tattoo, of course. On his left chest there was an A written in cursive letter and inside the letter I could see a landscape. "I wanted to take your memory with me, Abbie,” he explained, kneeling naked between my legs, "I always wanted to remember the first moment we met." “Is it the island?” I asked looking at it closely; I liked how incredible the blue sky, palm trees and sand looked. It was as if the A

She is like a little light at the end of the tunnel giving me hope, that it might be the end of darkness and light awaits farther down. Althea pov 'I cannot let Azzazal know that I came to his room to get away from his brother' Althea thinks in her mind. Earlier that evening when she was in her room, Ornan knocked on her door. She opened thinking it might be her brother Lucifer. But she was shocked to see who it was. "What do you want" she spat those words like a slap. "You wounded me, darling, all I want is just you," he says eying me up and down.