Alucard X Trevor Novels & Stories

The stitches in his chest were deep and raw. Later, Trevor learned that Alpha Gray divorced Mery before the incident. Gray apologized to Elara and Trevor. He even apologized to Camila and asked for forgiveness. Though Camila didn’t want to forgive him, looking at her sons' faces, she let go of her stubbornness. She gave him another chance and got back to her position. Time flew as Trevor was crowned as the head Alpha. He even took over Alpha Martin's pack. Martin and his son, Marcelo, died in the forest. Trevor killed them that day.

"It's too hard; I loved my grandfather, and he was about to tell me about the blood." Tim gave him a tight smile. "Rest a little bit; you will be fine." Tim walked away with the betas and gammas. Tristan walked toward Trevor and held his shoulder. "Let's go inside, shall we?" Tristan suggested. Trevor glanced at Tristan and noticed how much effort Tristan was putting into controlling his emotions. Trevor nodded, and they walked towards the building. "I think whoever is doing this is trying to get us..." Tristan was saying. The side of Trevor's eyes caught the sight of an arrow. The arrow was coming straight at Tristan. He didn't want to be like Luna, so he pushed Tristan and himself to the g

Jared snickered. "A mere beta? Challenge my son? That's a bigger slap on my face, only the alpha of a pack is qualified to duel with them." Jared insisted. My heart fell and I could tell that Father was at a loss toe words then. "What happened Luna? Scared?" Jared taunted. "You wish!" I spat out venomously. "You wouldn't be that brave when you're defeated, the duel is in two weeks time, I'll be back with my son Caleb, you better find an alpha by then else you'll have to agree to all my needs and I might just want something more by then." Jared announced.

It was his territory and admirers were all around. Trevor is the Vampire leader of the Night shadows coven, the only vampire clan which was a part of the community. Edwin was from the same coven and other few vampires who came under the Territory of Dark walkers. Other than that no Coven or clan was with or beside the werewolves kingdom. As both species has been hard enemies for ages. “Iam not saying that the chandelier thing was the doing of your vampires, Mr Trevor. But They were around Allison when that happened. Why did they suddenly leave their newly made friend with potential danger?” Aztec simply asked.

The tension in the room increased, and Hercules watched closely, trying to understand who this intruder was and what his motives might be. The man looked terrified and defeated, his eyes darting around the room, avoiding direct eye contact. Beta Neo approached him with caution, not willing to take any chances. "Why were you here? Who sent you?" Hercules demanded, his voice firm and commanding. "Say the name of the traitor and I would spare you!" Hercules added. "You had killed the righteous heir which is our former Alpha and stole the position!" The man said without flinching. Hercules' face contorted with anger and disbelief at the man's accusation. "That's not true! My father was the righ

Aluna was on the way to campus. She was well known as Aluna Mentari, 21 years old, she was a medical student, and she has a friend called Fatma. She was riding her motorcycle that always accompanied her wherever she went. “Today, there is an exam from Mr Anton. He was known as a ‘killer lecturer.’ He has never killed a student. If he had done that, he would not have been a lecturer now. I wonder why a discipline lecturer, never smiling and strict with the rule, is called a killer lecturer. The killer is someone who kills people. I still don’t understand” Aluna’s inner voice along her way to campus. “That is not my problem.” She continued while watching the red light.

My shadow stretches unnaturally long across the floor, broad-shouldered, horned with power that does not belong to an omega. Storm laughs softly, joy humming through every nerve. “We are not what they named us.” Silence crashes down, thick and suffocating. Then someone whispers the names. Theron Velmir. Luna Serai. The cursed Alpha. The Moon-born Luna. The pair who slaughtered an entire pack when they tried to bind them. I breathe out slowly. And the hall understands now. It’s too late.

I watched from the treeline as the convoy arrived, Dominic beside me and Rafe and Sera positioned with the pack's formal greeting contingent. Aldric Vasquez was in his mid-seventies, which in wolf years meant he moved with the accumulated precision of a man who had survived longer than most by understanding exactly what force was required and applying nothing more. He was compact where I was lean, with my mother's coloring—olive skin, dark hair gone silver—and the eyes. My mother's eyes, which were my eyes: dark brown, analytical, the particular quality of attention that reads a room before it enters.

Feelings of dread came over her and she could feel her heart in her throat. Ally knew when she flipped the switch there would be another birthday surprise she wasn’t going to be able to handle. She flipped it anyways. Another great masterpiece painted by the late Leonardo da Vinci creeped into her mind, Last Supper, but the Rob Zombie edition. The birthday decorations where all still there. In fact, someone took great care to arrange all of the bodies in the chairs. Some were wearing party hats, other had noise makers in their mouths. Looking at the floor she saw Jeremy’s hair tousled and matted with blood. He was missing his arm, the one that sent her over the edge this morning. He wa