Alvin X Levi Novels & Stories

I smile at him "Good then" We enter the car, Alvin sat with Leo in the front, while Kat and Amanda were with me at the back. Alvin, age 40, behaves really bossy, father of two, has a grumpy and strict voice tone, special skill weapons, known to be a method man, smells like vodka really.

“It’s been quite a while, Nathan. I expected a warmer welcome.” I took a deep breath, trying to rein in my anger. “Last time we met, you didn't leave room for pleasantries.” His smile was cold, devoid of genuine emotion. “Always holding on to the past. You were always like that.” “Enough of this,” Levi interjected, his patience clearly wearing thin. “We need to go. Now.” As we braced ourselves, Alvin stepped forward, the shadows playing on his features, making him appear even more menacing. The last thing I noticed before everything went into overdrive was the wicked glint in his eyes.

Alvin was a loyal supporter of Raven's father, and also a relative of Raven's father's side. They shared the last name of White. "So when do you plan to have a celebration of your own?" Alvin put on the parental smile. "I don't do birthday parties, Alvin." Raven shook his head with a chuckle. "I mean the celebration for a new Luna, Alpha Raven." Alvin was still with that parental smile, and Raven coughed hard at his words. "I know all about the celibacy with you young people," Alvin chuckled, "But a pack needs a Luna--Alpha?!"

I shook my head, nervously and shaken. James and I are the lead wolves here. He is called alpha 1; and I, alpha 2; Caleb, is Beta 1; and Miranda, my close friend is Beta 2. Jazzy is our only gamma and our chem wiz. We have a group of about twenty of us. There were two other groups, but unfortunately, they have come up to be outnumbered drastically over the years. Most of the members of the other groups have long died. Making them merge with the other groups.

Levi It hurts!..

“Good morning our wonderful viewers, today is such a beautiful morning. This is TV X and we have some exclusive news that will excite everyone.” “We know that everyone has been asking themselves about this mysterious young master called Lucien Hart. He is probably the youngest alpha in the history to take over such a huge pack and he is also the youngest CEO of Hart empire and his wealth and power cannot be rivaled.” The TV host stated, and it immediately attracted my attention after hearing Lucien's name. I raised the volume and listened intently.

“Why? What happened?” “That wretched good for nothing Ripper!” Dad cursed. “What did he do this time around?” I asked. “He attacked our betas and most of them are severely injured and undergoing critical treatments, including beta Harrison, our Alpha’s best friend.” “Oh!” I exclaimed, acting like I didn’t know. “That’s not good at all.” Mum snarled. “How I wish Alpha Dexter would kill off that murderous bastard before he ruins everything for us.” “Alpha Dexter?” I scoffed, remembering his shameful act of cowardice and betrayal.

Levi's face was also a little embarrassed, after buying fried chicken, he went straight ahead, thinking that he would come in front of the eldest and second brother, but unexpectedly ran into them. “I'm free today, go see the staff. Anyway, we lived together for a month.” Levi glanced at the two of them, then awkwardly turned to go upstairs first. “This fried chicken seems to be Lisa's favorite store.” Alan glanced at the paper bag in his hand and said in surprise. Levi's performance was a bit bad, his mind was destroyed, so he turned and went upstairs. Only then did David and Justin react, immediately following suit. All the way to the studio floor.

I look over to Julius, who chose to wear navy pants and a white shirt, the sleeves rolled to his elbows and the top button undone in an attempt to appear relaxed, formally informal. A wolf whistle from the door pulls me from my thoughts, and my eyes land on Dean, dressed similarly to Julius as he leans against the doorframe. “Well don’t you two scrub up nice, almost as if you’re the Alpha and Luna of this pack or something?” I smile, my shoulders relaxing a fraction as his presence relieves me of some of the bone-crushing pressure I’m feeling. “Not too shabby yourself, Deano.” I slap a hand on his broad shoulder as a greeting, like I’m one of the boys.

“Step-siblings, Viana. We aren't related by blood, and you know it. Don’t use that bullshit excuse with me.” “It won't matter to the world, Alvin!” I shouted. “Do you think anyone out there cares about the word 'step'? To everyone else, we’re gross. It doesn't matter what we feel or what we want. It’s never going to work, and it’s never going to take us anywhere but down!” Alvin stared at me, the anger in his eyes slowly transforming into something cold, dark, and entirely dead. “So that’s what this is,” Alvin said, his voice dropping and his face was a neutral expression like he didn't care anymore. “You think I’m a mistake. You’re ashamed of me.”