Novel & Cerita Alucard Abridged

CLARK POV Constant buzzing and noise, a cacophony of chaotic thoughts, followed by silence. *‘I, Alpha Lucian Pascal, hereby banish you from this pack. I never want to see you anywhere near me or my pack again. I also accept your rejection—you now cease to be my mate.’ *‘Oh, because you wanted him to be yours, right? No, he’s mine and mine alone. No one else can have him, not you… not your unborn bastard… Do you hear me?’

His armor is plain, no house crest, no show of allegiance, but it’s worn in the way of someone who’s survived too many wars to care about decoration. His eyes catch mine. Steel-grey. Sharp. And Assessing. Not cruel. Not kind. Interested. “Well,” he says quietly, almost to himself. “So this is what everybody is fighting each other for.” My lips part. My throat burns. “Who… are you?” A corner of his mouth lifts. Not a smile. More like acknowledgement. “Alpha Corvin Blackmere,” he says. “You won’t know the name.” He’s right. I don’t. “That was intentional.”

“You have spent enough time with her already.” He rolls his eyes at her antics, a sweet giggle reverberates out of my mouth. He let me push him out the door. I pull the door open, there is Aldin, Gad, O’Brien and Martha. My eyes widened in surprise. “We came to offer our allegiance to you, and wish you the best, Luna,” Aldin speaks up on their behalf. He bows slightly and says, “I, Aldin Benard, the Beta of the Cantara Pack, accept you as my Luna.”

The Luna that I needed was a powerful werewolf and she should be from the line of strong and wealthy werewolf clan, not a weak and useless human. “She’s human, Lycaruz. I don’t need a weak mate and luna.” I answered firmly. “Bastard! It is not for you to decide, I decide who’s going to be the Luna and the mate because I am the one who is giving you the powers that you needed!” Lycaruz retaliated angrily, his distaste on my decision was visible in his tone. Lycaruz is my wolf spirit because I was born with no wolf. As the heir to the throne of Denbross and the son of a p[powerful Alpha, it’s an abomination and shame on the part of my family. So, my mother did the unthinkable.

He was Alucard Ludendorff, a high-ranking vampire archlord. Alucard's gaze was ice-cold as he spoke in a chilling tone. "Sir, your sarcastic comments are useless. Don't forget, you came to us seeking cooperation, not the other way around. Now, another vampire duke has died. Your lack of sympathy is bad enough, but this insult is intolerable. Do you think our family lacks backbone?" Christopher gave a dismissive laugh and glanced at Alucard with apparent contempt. "Alucard, like me, you're someone who has lived past 100 years. Wait… You seem to have lived even longer."

They all had their wolves. And I didn't have my magic. “I can assure you that there's nothing–” Atlas tried to stop them but it was of no use. Soon the carriage door was ripped open and I came face to face with one of the rogues. His head was bald and he had a scar running along his face, running through his left eye socket which was empty. He kicked his lips when he saw me, a grin spreading on his face. “Fight them, Heyley!” My werewolf urged me and I let her take control of my body.

They can only do anything unless he tells them, so she is excited to hurt me as I am here, in their playroom. "I never thought your little cutie girl could be here, Damon?" Theodore Brown walks in, looking at me like I am just a dirt and walks to the other side of the room, still staring at me. He is our pack's Gamma's son, one who doesn't initiate bullying anyone but when he starts, they are just considered dead because he is deadly among everyone in this room. He killed almost 4 people before and no one can recognize the dead people’s face because of the torture they went through by him. People call him a psychopath and I never even wanted to be in the same room as him, he is that scary.

He said. Lycan heals faster, no matter how deep the cut, or how bad the wound, they always survive and heal very fast unlike normal Alpha. "What happened?" "I still don't know. Hopefully, he'll tell me what really happened when he wakes up." He turned around and gazed at the wall clock hung on the wall in the alpha's room. "You should get some sleep Audrey, how's the…." He paused and stared down at my abdomen. "Oh it was nothing earlier as well. I think it was only something bad I ate reacting to my stomach." I said

It was Aragon. The oldest elder in the royal house, a millennial old werewolf. A member of the council, a former Zeta and War general in his time, and a descendant of one of the founding fathers of plane Weode. A man full of wisdom. He had just taken notice of their presence when his eyes rolled back in his head. "Give him to me," he heard the elder's voice say. Then he felt his body being lifted from the ground and frail hands that were old and wrinkly snuggled around him. Unexpectedly, sharp fangs sank into his neck, and hot pain jolted through his body.

In that moment Ally felt like an object. A blinding light appeared and as the light died she could make out a figure. It was a massive and winged. A pair of human feet walked over the glass towards them and seemed to leave the owner unaffected. Ally instinctively put the little boy behind her and began walking away from what was now two men. A demon and a black winged angel. “It was me, Gabriel. Leader of the army of heaven.” His voice boomed. She had never seen two better looking men in the same room.