Christopher Ammanuel Novels & Stories

I needed to buy myself a lot of time or else, I was going to be doomed if he discovers. Bang! I collided with a figure just as I was running, making me fall to the floor. Immediately, a sense of premonition arose in my heart as I stood up and looked at the figure. Frowning, I saw that the figure was a man in his late sixties. But from the looks of it, he didn't seem to be a member of the pack and it made me wonder if he was a spy. But then I could care less about that at the moment, I needed to leave as soon as I could. I didn't know if Alpha Kyle had noticed that I was missing or not.

As if reading her mind and answering the question, Christopher continued, "You are the one who uploaded that disgusting video of Amber, aren't you?!" Video? What video?

His hair was neatly styled, his smile friendly, but there was something sharp about his eyes. “Chris Heathers,” he introduced himself smoothly, holding out a hand. “I just joined the retreat today. Heard a lot about you both already.” I blinked. Heard about us? Logan shook his hand first, his grip firm, his expression unreadable. “Logan Wills.” Chris’s smile didn’t falter. “Of course. And you must be Amelia.” I nodded slowly. “Yes… nice to meet you.” He tilted his head slightly, studying me a little longer than necessary before saying, “Likewise. I’m sure we’ll be seeing more of each other before this retreat ends.”

This is a man, with a slight smile on his face, assessing me silently, listening to my ridiculous baffling. He is not just a man though. He's an Alpha. The Alpha.

Lucas stared at the flyer “This is bad Lucas, very bad” Roman mouthed “You can’t handle them tomorrow Roman, remember you don’t have control either” Lucas reminded him as they began walking towards class, he was right. Roman is trying to keep Sophie and Harley in check but he is forgetting that he himself needs to be kept at bay because he doesn’t have control of his powers too. “We might need to re-strategize then or…” Roman was cut when someone placed two hands on both their shoulders They turned , in front of them was a man of average height with spiky black hair, a whistle around his neck as he was dressed in a white sport short, grey shirt with a black customized school sport jacket. F

The sentence is left hanging in the air but we all know what she means and the silence is deafening. "I'll go." A voice in the doorway interrupts and a guy I don't recognise walks into the room. "I'm Renn, Alpha Erin's gamma. She sent me here to let you know that Ekron knows about the human you changed. It's having an effect on his followers, we had three come to us this morning and request sanctuary, stating they felt your success with the human is a sign from the Moon Goddess that you are the true Alpha not Ekron. Alpha Erin is concerned he will select a human to change to prove he is also blessed by the Moon Goddess." "I don't need a guy to protect me, Tegwen." Amara complains and Renn sm

“My name, like yours, is a half truth.” I blinked at him. That was the moment, the moment all secrets would be revealed. “What is your name?” His gaze locked on mine. “Giovanni Domenico Mancini Ferrante. My father is Giovanni Ferrante, head of the Ferrante family.” My stomach dropped. The room seemed to spin and I grabbed hold of him, my eyes never leaving his. “You’re a Ferrante?” Of all the secrets, I was not expecting that. “Technically, yes.”

Not just a wolf. But a force of nature. And no matter how much I wanted to run from him, some part of me—some maddening, aching part—knew it would be impossible. Whether I liked it or not, this man, this beast, this protector… was mine. And I was his. Our eyes were still locked when footsteps echoed across the ruined chamber. His beta entered—Lieutenant Daniel, clad in formal armor, eyes darting from the destroyed wall to the blood-soaked floor, then to the dead assassin sprawled at Alexandro’s feet.

I said, calling the man, watching as he froze, looking at me over his shoulder as he did. “I, Valerie Morozov, accept your rejection, Alpha Alessandro D’Almerita.”

I glanced at Williams, who remained silent, as if in pain. "It's nothing, Dean. A friend of mine came to visit, and I was happy about it all." Dean looked at Henry, who smiled and extended his hand for a shake. "Hi, my name is Henry, and I'm from the Lycan pack. I used to be a beta to Williams here, but I guess my rights have been taken away." I observed how Dean shook hands with Henry, then turned his attention back to me. "You need to rest, Sierra. You know I don't like seeing you this way."