Alucard X Trevor Novels & Stories

His brother glared at him but he seemed unfazed. I used this chance to stare at both of them. How could two people look so similar but be so different from each other? It was crazy how a difference in inner attributes could make even the most alike people look different. Even if they wore similar clothing, I was sure I could tell them apart in a heartbeat. “Caleb is the corrupter,” Elder Gordon declared, voice booming. “He has poisoned the Luna against her rightful Alpha.” “I am not your Luna,” I said. “He broke sacred wards,” a healer shouted, ignoring me. “He interfered with rituals and challenged the alpha.”

Just then, a booming voice shattered the awkward silence. "Alpha Damien! Congratulations! Your new Luna is as impressive as they say—filled with the strength of a warrior!" It was the envoy from our allies, the Boulder-Creek Pack. He had clearly misunderstood the situation. A blush instantly bloomed on Lyra's cheeks. She shot Damien a look that was a mixture of shy pleasure and triumph. Damien didn't correct him. He simply raised his cup, his silence a tacit approval. An icy chill fell over the hall. My people—the warriors and elders I had healed and helped—their gazes flickered between me, Lyra, and Damien, filled with confusion and outrage.

Audrey: "Audrey, are you okay?" Seth questioned after he had finished cleaning up the alpha's wound along with the pack's doctor. He cleaned the beads of sweat on his forehead and heaved deeply. "I'm fine. What about you?" He nodded his head in response. "Is he going to be alright?" I asked Seth, my eyes staring at alpha Valentino on the bed. I could as well feel the steady beating of his heart. He was definitely okay. "He's a lycan after all, he'll be fine before you know it." He said.

Andre's POV The hospital's fluorescent lights buzzed overhead like angry wasps. I'd been pacing the waiting room for three hours, knuckles raw, mind a hurricane of rage and self-loathing. The attack would be all over the supernatural community by morning. Alpha Andre Castellano, losing control, striking his mistress in front of the council. Lucas wouldn't even need to call for a vote now. "Mr. Castellano?" I looked up to see a doctor in scrubs, expression carefully neutral—the professional mask of someone delivering complicated news.

I face planted into my bed, wishing it would just swallow me whole. My phone vibrated in my pocket. I groaned and brought it out. The flashing light told me it was Trevor, one of Robert’s friends. Why was he calling me? “Hello?” “Hey, Almara. You don’t sound too good, honey. What’s wrong? I hope you didn’t get an STD from that cruise dick you sucked.” Trevor laughed cruelly and I could hear more laughter in the background. “What are you talking about?”

I said. “Aye!” the alphas yelled in agreement. “But what about the general?” Trevor asked. It honestly surprised me how complacent he had turned. This wasn’t like him. What had happened to him that had made him ditch his whole bad boy façade and become this compliant? “I know that man from a long time ago,” Albert said. “As do the elders of your pack, boy. As does everyone who’s been a wolf for longer than a minute, no offense to you younglings.”

Do you think I didn't know how dangerous the slaughter gambit is? "Am I not supposed to know the gulf between alchemists and warriors? Since I know, why did I do all of this? It's such a simple question, but you didn't bother to think about it. Who do you have to blame but yourself for your current predicament?" Trevor was so agitated that he could not breathe properly. He started to cough violently, like someone who was about to die after suffering from a terminal disease. His eyes were completely reddened. He had been so agitated by those words that he could not figure out anything to say.

he muttered, his voice trembling with surprise. Balmond's reaction was a commanding stillness, which silenced Trevor's stammering. "A werewolf in human form?" "Are you here to exact vengeance on me for my alliance with Tigreal?" Trevor inquired, his voice tinged with bewilderment and concern. Balmond's laughter echoed, a melancholy echo that danced on the outside of comprehension. "You've got it wrong, little one. "I'm here for a reason related to you," he explained, his stare cutting through Trevor's barriers.

5 seconds Trevor sees two large tubes of blue light in his HUD. Slowly adjusting and drawing the enemies to the firing lines as he now approach The ITALICA. The enemies now keep at his tail to prevent a repeat of what happened. At around half a kilometer away from The ITALICA, Trevor has perfectly aligned the enemies on the firing line, with him a few inches away from safety of the lines. Trevor: Fire!!!

“What are you thinking? How do you plan to take charge?” “I…I challenge you…to a duel…Alpha Ryder,” he stuttered, bowing his head mockingly. “And when I've defeated you square and fair, I'll have what is rightfully mine. Alexis… you stole her from me…greedy piece of shit...you had your Luna and out of all the girls you could have, you took the one person I had ever loved. Well, time's up…I’m going to make her my Luna and Alim will—” That was it. I've had enough. My hands reached out, grabbed Trevor by his collar and lifted him off the floor. “Don't call my son's name!”