Charlie And Alex Romane & Geschichten

91 Alex ### The Shopping Trip From Hell We hadn’t even stepped out of the car when the madness began. A group of people immediately recognized us as we walked into a boutique. “Oh my God! It’s Alex and Charlotte!” a woman squealed, clutching her friend’s arm. I sighed deeply, but Charlotte turned on the charm like a seasoned politician. “Hi there!” she said with a dazzling smile, waving like we were royalty. “Can we get a picture?” another woman asked, pulling out her phone.

I screamed, and he immediately hurried to the front, pushing aside anyone in his way till he was right in front of us. “What are you guys doing?” Len asked, looking at every other person. “Beta Len, What do you mean? Do you know these spies?” The Alpha of the pack asked, emerging from his seat. “She is an Alpha. Her name is Alpha Selene. My Alpha.” Len said, loud enough for everyone to hear.

Barefoot and bleeding, she fled into the icy Brooklyn streets, eventually finding a phone booth where she called the only man she knew would come. Alexander. He didn’t ask questions. He only asked, “Where are you?” When he found her, he wrapped his coat around her trembling body and held her close—silent, steady, sheltering. He had every reason to walk away. But he didn’t. He had Charles arrested. Paid the right men. Buried the scandal beneath layers of legal discretion and private rage. Charles escaped custody six weeks later. The voicemails came next. Threats. Demands. “Pay me. Or I’ll come back for what’s mine.”

As they were walking out of the cafeteria to their class, Eleanor asked a question to Jayla who left her in surprise. "Do you find Max hot?" —————————————————— Hii guys this is the first chapter of Alpha Maxwell, I hope you guys liked the first chapter!

In the case of charmers, mutilated and forced to participate in torture and genocide, maybe some of them preferred to be dead. She would have. The blackest of the charmers, those who participated willingly in the slaughter of Haunt for the chance to wallow in ungodly wealth, were singled out for vilification in the history. The author seemed to relish listing their various crimes and the measures taken to bring them down. It wasn’t pretty. Eventually the Haunt became so successful at killing charmers that efforts had been made to breed them, but that had proved unsuccessful. Charmers were a wildcard mutation, and defied all efforts to recreate on demand. Thank God.

As I pocketed some phone numbers, Alex and I were suddenly grabbed and shoved into a vehicle. I immediately looked around to see what was going on. “Geez! You would think that you will at least be gentle if you were going to eventually kill us. I want to die with dignity and respect thank you very much. And what is with all the black. You would think the mafia would have learnt new colors by now.” I heard Alex say out loud. The two men looked at her. One chuckled and the other one growled. Is he a werewolf or something?

They are obviously having a private discussion. “So that’s where you disappeared too.” Colton, still totally oblivious, asks. Sometimes it is hard to believe he is an Alpha and not an overgrown kid. He is not picking up on any of the interactions. I smile at him, biting back a laugh “Yeah needed to blow off some steam and ran into Alpha Max.” Out of the corner of my eye, I see Alpha Max frown a little at me when I said Alpha. “More like I ran into you.” Alpha Max responds looking down at me and I can feel the intensity of his stare on me. With Hailey’s eyes on me, I didn’t dare look at him.

Finn hissed. “I know you would still be awake by this time” Finn whined then laid back on his bed and covered himself with the duvet. “I’m sleepy”“What is it?” Alex smiled and sat on his bed, right beside his brother. “Charles and I are beginning to get along only because he figured I'm wealthy” He resumed. “Charles, Charles; “ Finn tried to recall the name. “Hold on, isn’t he the founder of kikachat you told me about?”

I must have hugged at least a hundred people if not more. I introduced Jax to everyone and explained his position to everyone and that he was on our side and has been the one helping me on this end of things. After some cheers from the crowd, Jax and I took them into the wood where they would set up camp. I finally got to meet the infamous Charlie and while I was talking to him, I was scared shitless when a woman appeared out of nowhere next to us. “Hey bro! How’s it going?” It was Alex. I would have never of guess them being related.

"I just… I don't want to be away from Grace for so long. Even if I can't talk to her—well, now I can—it makes me feel safer to be in the same city, at least." "We won't be gone for long," I say, already thinking of something that would make her even happier. Then I stop myself, because I'm taking this too far. When did her happiness become my priority? Charlie stops the car in front of the private boarding hangar and we step out of the car. Alex is already there, drinking champagne with his attendant. This one is the second attendant I've seen him with, after the other one finished her time two or three years ago.