Chibi Alastor Novels & Stories

Vevian had suddenly become too strong for him. Alastor watched the slight hesitation on his face and fake courage that he showed and knowing the he was truly just a wimp he shifted into his wolf and jumped over him making Vlad move out of his way and try to kick his back but Alastor had already predicted that attack kicking back his hind legs he made Vlad go crashing into the coffee table, breaking it under his weight.

“You are the daughter of this town's mafia boss.” The girl pouted in boredom. “Uh, but these people aren't human like us. They are much stronger.” “You tell Albert or I will.” I was grumpy. “Tell me what?” He walked straight towards us with a curious smile on his face. I turned to Athena and looked at her. Finally, she gave in and told Albert everything. When he's angry he looks scary. “Go with him before he tears someone apart,” I whispered to the girl. I'm good at solving other people's problems but I can't solve my own. Just like psychics who read tarot cards, they can read other people's futures but cannot read their own.

I'm not sure if that's good or bad with a new Alpha coming in to take over, but this guy doesn't look impressed. "Cally." He repeats, his lips and tongue wrapping around the individual syllables as he enunciates my name slowly. "I'm Zac." "Hi." Pulling me against him again, his breath tickles my hair and caresses my skin as he inhales my scent and I wonder if I'm as appealing to him as he is to me. "How old are you Cally?" His irises swirl deeper with the mahogany, as though his wolf is trying to come out and he's fighting to keep him at bay.

I wave my arms up to show him what I mean. "You like beast wagons with butterfly doors?" He pinches his lips together, nodding his head seriously. "It might be a bit late to get a custom Bugatti wagon built from the Celestial Moon Forge for tonight. Same for the McLaren forge. But if your inner wolf really wants one of those rides, and you are fine with taking one straight off the lot, I can make it happen. I can make some magic scrying calls right now." He pulls out his crystal stone.

“Thanks to you, everyone is back to life, including our mother. I have held her down from searching for you, I promised that I would bring you home.” “That sounds like a YOU problem. I'm going nowhere with you Alastor,” I declared. “Melonie, I'm trying to be nice here,” Alastor menacingly muttered. “You are not my family, neither are the mother and father you claim are waiting,” I responded calmly, “So please leave.” Alastor growled angrily, and I knew I had pissed him off, “You belong with me, you belong to me.” “I don't think I do,” I snapped back.

Chioma brought her hands out for a shake when Dev quickly added. "He is not Mister. He is an Alphason" "Then I apologize, Alphason Black…"Chioma Started to say but I Interrupted her. "Please, ignore my friend, just call me Ari and I will call you Chioma. And the gentleman with no manners is Liam Tornado-jack of the Astoria's Quakers pack and this is my Betason, Devora and the gentleman over there is…" "Alpha Caleb of the Rainmoon pack, isn't that right?" Dev beat me to it.

I remembered being eight years old, following Kieran around the forest and begging him to teach me how to set traps for small game. "If you're going to be a healer, you need to understand how things work," he'd told me patiently, his young hands guiding mine as we built practice models. The memory made my chest ache. More gifts appeared over the following weeks. A bottle of the lavender oil I used to love for my hair. A book of healing techniques I'd mentioned wanting to read years ago. Even a small stuffed wolf that looked exactly like one I'd lost in childhood. "Your secret admirer has excellent taste," Alpha Sterling commented one afternoon, noticing the newest addition to my collection.

It was taking too much of me to stand straight before him, but I did my best. My jaw tightened as I came face-to-face with Alastor. He was floating in the air, and I could see his demon form, except that his skin was not entirely black like King Lucius, but that didn’t make him less terrifying. ‘Do not give him an idea you are my female.’ I blinked to send this mindlink to Thalia. I had no idea if Alastor knew that shifter’s eyes would fleck with whites when we connected with other minds, and at the moment, I didn’t want to put anyone in danger. So I shut off my mindlink as soon as I sent the message to my female.

On the other hand, Keita's half-black and brown wolf was already running in circles, playfully and chasing its own tail and emitting adorable growling sounds. With a shake of his head, Alister swiftly changed his clothes and promptly shifted. However, instead of fully transforming into a wolf, he decided to adopt a half-shifted form, just like Omar. This way, he could keep a watchful eye on the boys while they ran, ensuring their safety.

The crown prince had the power to go wherever he wished. “Are those werewolves,” I questioned Valerian, gawking at some wolves whose furs had stripes of white and red. The big one sat on the grass, and the smaller ones were playing with her tail. His face turned serious for a moment but went relaxed when he looked out to see them. “No, Those are actual wolves. Nothing special to worry about,” he chuckled, pulling his head back into the carriage. “How can you tell the difference?” I asked again, trying to hide my confusion.