Alto Valyrio Novels & Stories

"That Omega you’re talking about is my wife, and I’ll kill whoever hurts her. I don’t care if it was before or it’s now." A flash of savagery sparked in my eyes as I stepped closer. “So I suggest you crawl all the way up Carlo Vasiliev’s ass, because even in there, I’ll still find you.” A low growl rumbled in my throat, and I walked out without waiting for an answer from that pathetic little worm. I know he thinks he’s safe. He doesn’t even realize he’s just gonna be a pawn in Patriarch Vasiliev’s dirty game. I knew Leandro too well. Soon enough he’d use this guy to tempt Victoria and plant a spy right at my side.

If anyone recognizes him; the D’Avorin oldest son being handled like a fragile thing by another alpha, it’s over; his birthright, his mother’s ambitions, his entire life’s goal to surpass Valen, everything will burn to ash. “Two.” “Fine!” Alessio snaps. He will accept defeat this time and the moment Viktor's grip loosen, Alessio pulls back and pulls down the hem of his jacket, desperately trying to gather whatever pieces of his Alpha dignity he has left. Without waiting for Viktor, Alessio turns on his heels and marches toward the tinted sedan, yanks the door open and enters and seconds later, Viktor is slipping in beside him. “Enjoy it while it fucking lasts.” Alessio snorts, crossing his a

All of them, except Joaz. I didn’t need anyone to spell it out. He wasn’t just the man I’d accidentally seen half-naked. He wasn’t just… my mate. He was the Alpha King. Valrik. Alpha King Valrik is my mate. My legs almost gave out. Startled, I shoved Joaz away—hard. He stumbled a step but didn’t look the least bit offended. In fact, he had the audacity to grin—lazy, cocky—as his eyes moved to his brother.

Something about his tone changed. “My name is Rio Vorthrane, Beta to Alpha Kael Vorthrane” he said. My breath caught as my ears registered that name again. My eyes widened slightly. “You’re—” “His cousin, and his Beta” he finished smoothly. My stomach twisted. Of course he was. Of course the one person who caught me falling from a window was tied to Alpha Kael of all people. “That explains the attitude,” I muttered. He laughed softly. “I’ll take that as a compliment.”

Alvar Taking down the Greenvale pack doesn’t take long. The pack’s population is mostly old, sick, with few armed men. Syd's group puts up a fight, but they’re outnumbered and quickly defeated. I don't waste time on this man—he's not worthy of being my enemy. Once I have him under control, I find Anto on the east side, standing with the Luna of the pack and the Alpha's son beside him. They are preparing to escape.

Alpha Leonardo fingers brushed my hair. He whiffed. “This is the perfect idea. Sophia will be grateful for that.” His lips pressed against my forehead. Breaking off, he reached for Vogar, lifting and throwing him over his shoulder. Alpha Leonardo’s fingers locked with mine. We stormed out of the warehouse. The sun had already set. The cold breeze lashed my exposed skin as I entered the car, Lucy had left outside. After Alpha Leonardo was able to identify it among others. Alpha Leonardo fixed Vogar in the booth of the car, locking him in.

she finally looked him in the eyes. There is vulnerability there, sadness and confusion. "Who?" it doesn't matter. Even though love is not a sin, emotions are not a part of an Angel. They should stay neutral. Her sin is that she loved a demon. "Azzazal" his eyes widened. They can't be together. Azzazal is the next lord of the Underworld and she is now a human. Even she must know that. Althea is pure, innocent to this world, but she is not stupid.

Valerie whispered, her low, gravelly voice dropping to a tiny, reverent murmur. "Just drifting," Alessia replied softly, tilting her arms slightly so Valerie could see their daughter's face. Valerie reached up, her strong, scarred fingers trembling slightly as she gently brushed the pad of her thumb over Valia's tiny, soft cheek. Valia stirred, her minuscule hand reaching out blindly into the air until her fingers brushed against the cool metal of Valerie’s titanium ring. She gripped it tightly, a tiny anchor holding onto the woman who had spent a lifetime in the dark.

Powerful Lycans and Alphas from different packs talked in groups, their sharp eyes scanning the room. Ryan, the new Alpha of the Mega Pack, walked up to Valtor and bowed deeply. “Alpha Valtor, thank you for coming.” Valtor gave him a short nod. “You only have me for two minutes,” he said with a smile. Ryan’s gaze flickered toward me for a brief moment, then he turned away. “Please, come this way.”

There was a chorus of approval by the Alphas after him for a short while. The council members remained quiet, moving their stares between me and the Alpha's as they keenly watched the drama unfold. “Why is that?”, I said, leaning forward on my seat. Falgo stood up from his, a new wave of energy running through his body. A man like Falgo was used to being a bottom feeder. He was a hugely built man who could probably smash a family of four to death if he fell on them all at once, but nobody respected him because what he had in his muscles, he lacked upstairs.