Alucard Tepes Novels & Stories

They barely survived. Then came age ten. This time, Alpha Theodore personally found him a grandmaster from the distant Emerald Valley who had moved to the capital. If things went well, Alfred would have been his lead disciple—the same rank as Craig. With Theodore's backing and a training hall in the heart of the city, nothing should have gone wrong. But that year, the capital hit a record-breaking rainy season. The night before Alfred was supposed to start his training, the foundation of the new training hall turned to mud and the whole building collapsed.

my blood turned cold at Vergil's explaination. If it wasn't Lucinda... then who? Who knew I was here? Who knew I had survived the night with the Blood Demon? "Dante," I whispered, the name tasting like poison on my tongue. Vergil’s lips curled into a wicked smile. "Precisely. Your dear brother, the newly crowned Alpha of Aries. He sold you to me expecting you to die last night. Imagine his surprise when his scouts informed him that not only are you alive, but you are sleeping in my bed. You are a loose end, Genevieve. You know the truth about his betrayal and If the other packs find out he sold his own sister to a demon to secure his throne, his Alpha status will be challenged. He needs you

He looked like he was slowly losing his mind. "What do you want from me? Let me go!" I screamed but the man only laughed. As if on cue, the evil Alpha walked into the room. His laughter echoed inside the room and merged with the mad scientist's. He came to a stop over my bed and looked down at me. "I told you was going to uncover the secrets of your vampire blood and I will use it to my advantage. I will use it to conquer the world," he stated. I started crying again. "Why won't you just leave me alone? Leave me! Let me go! Let me go!" I screamed.

“If anything, I think she’s a great fit for you because you can learn a lot from her about our world.” Again, I nodded. “Right, I supposed this settles it then. You know where to find me.” June smiled, but I didn’t miss the concern shadowing her features. I knew she’s worried about the whole Luca incident and what all this would mean for me. Luca—whose full name turned out to be Lucian—was a rogue wolf, outcasted by his own kind. When you’re outcasted, your powers get stripped, and you can’t get in touch with the spiritual realm or with the huntress. Somehow he managed to bypass it, and here we were.

I had never walked this side before; it always gave me chills. "We're almost there," the wolf tells me through the connection. "What's your name?" I ask softly. "I'm Alex Clane," he says curtly. I say nothing more out of fear. I feel like a damn flea next to this wolf; my father must be worried. WHY IS THIS DAMN TROLL MY MATE?! I say angrily in my mind. Of all the wolves in the world, I have to be mated to him. I would have preferred a little wolf as my mate.

Each day, she felt more like herself and less like the girl who had once believed she was unworthy. One evening, she returned from a hunt to find a message waiting for her. It was from a pack from the far north—once loyal to Dren—and they requested a meeting. “I’m not a diplomat,” she muttered. Ysara handed her a blade. “You’re not. You’re a storm. Let them feel it.” --- The meeting took place in neutral ground, watched over by Accord scouts. The northern Alpha was a grizzled wolf named Malrik. His scars told stories Lyra didn’t want to hear.

Alucard was my friend; we always talked about each other's lives, and never once had he mentioned Ryker's name. The first werewolf he associated with was Luperca, the woman he fell in love with. Something about Ryker didn’t add up. "Lucian… is everything okay?" she asked gently. "I want to meet this Ryker," I said, gulping. "I have important questions for him."

My lips curled when he nodded frantically, and it confirmed it, he was ready to speak now. Maybe he just realized who I truly was. The most cruel Alpha ever recorded in the werewolf's territory in the city and entire country too. I snapped my face to my guard. “A plate of hot coal.” The man shook his head. “I’d say everything myself.” He forced out the words despite my hands pressed against his chin.