Coco Hector Alive Novels & Stories

I retorted " It's impossible to have a second mate, I don't think the moon goddess would grant a monster like me a second chance mate" " I know you don't want to believe she is your mate because of how impossible it sounds, maybe the goddess did grant you a second chance mate" He glared at me " we are not having this conversation again" Vincent Cole Regnant is the alpha king and is my best friend. He is the king of all Lycans and werewolves and is feared amongst the supernatural, he is even well known in the human world. My sister Scarlet was his mate, she was the most powerful witch, and after her death, he became so cold, arrogant and ruthless.

He hasn’t hurt me yet, and he sure has had several opportunities to. "Andricia Ambrose Alpha of Fusilis, guardian of the underworld." He chuckles, and instantly Cerberus is enraged; he’s not her mate, so she has no patience for him. "You think this is some kind of joke." She takes control. I feel myself catch fire, and I see his reaction. My vision is no longer impaired.

Worry and fear were etched all over her face, and before I asked her what was wrong, I caught a shadow from the corner of my eyes. My eyes narrowed at a tall, mysterious-looking man standing by the door behind my dad, who at first I thought was Hunter. But when I looked closer, I realized it was not him, but the spitting image of Hunter Ysrael. No, the original image and father of Hunter Ysrael, Alpha Marcus of the Cruelcrest Hounds pack. He was wearing all black, from the bulky leather coat, black slacks, to black ankle boots. Anyone would mistake him as a nightcrawler if he keeps popping up in the shadows. But more importantly, what is he doing here?

Hector asked, and then we both took our shots. "Is that her real name or?" Hector cut me off before I could finish. "It doesn't matter; don't touch her do you understand," Hector said and requested another round of shots. Hector tried to put fear in me, but the more he told me to stay away from the woman, the more I wanted her. Hector is a six-foot four-inch bull of a man, though, so I thought I would heed what he said. "Ok, stay away from Raven," I said, and at that time, Wade and Connor had arrived.

I took a minute to really look at Hector, when did he get those muscles and when did he get hot I thought to myself before realising I was now visibly dribbling. “MATE.MATE” Jewel howled with happiness at having finally found her fated mate. Suddenly thoughts of being with Axel seems to make my tummy turn, instead it was Hector I wanted. Hector not once taking his eyes off me placed Athena down on the ground before turning to walk towards me. “Hector what are you…” Athena looked just as confused as Megan to what the hell was going on. “I Hector Hall, son of the Beta to the Moonlight Pack hereby reject you Vanessa Anderson daughter to the Alpha of the Moonlight Pack”

He shivered slightly, his limbs began to go numb, he tried to shake his head to dispel the crazy thoughts that were popping into his head; Death is slowly entering his mind, but Hector knows he can't die, he still has to marry Elena, and he has to give her a happy life like a woman in this world. “The god Apollo has an epiphany above, please hear my plea. I am Hector Sparker, an ordinary villager of Hill. I just want to be able to marry the girl I love the most in the world, Elena Ween, that's why I came here to find your precious bottle of wine. Please guide me, help me find the treasure hidden here."

I took that as a good sign but I kept my face a placid mask so she wouldn't see my gratification. "My name is Sydney Holt. I'm the Alpha of Alphas. It's nice to meet you, Alpha Victor," a meek smile crawled onto her mouth, "if I remember correctly, and there's a chance that I don't," a frown stole that smile as she glared at our joined hands, "you hated being called Alpha." I dropped her hand. "He still hates it," Saint piped in with an elated wave and an almost child-like grin showing off both rows of her teeth, "hi, I'm Saint, the Big Man's Beta. Really is an honor to meet you."

He yelled. I smiled as I hugged him, "can't promise if it's you or our daughter in the line." "It's over. Finally it's over," Alaric hugged me back. his grip tightened. "Yeah... hopefully we won't have to deal with the witches at least for another century or so," Alexander said. He looked exhausted too. "Speaking of which, where is Coco?" Ezra asked, trying to stop the crying Aurora. "Underground, in a tunnel. I doubt she will survive," I said.

Because Hector had not given up any information on his contact, he’d live to see freedom. This pack was full of fools. Everything went down around them, and no one was the wiser. He was laughing at them the whole time. Who comes and asks straight up for his contact’s name? How did they expect to find the ghost? Now Hector watched the two NARC fools arguing on the other side of the glass. Thank the gods he couldn’t hear them. They were idiots and knew nothing. They possessed no actual information on any connection Hector possessed. Once he was away from here and comfortable, he’d come back and kill them all. One by one, make them all suffer. His sister would be the last to die. Just because h

The Black Wolf “Has the counsel responded?” he asked Derrick, his beta, as he walked into the office. It had been a week since the damn hunters had snuck up on him and he’d been furious ever since. His shoulder still ached where the silver bullet had torn through it. Thankfully, it had gone straight through and not lodged itself in the skin. If it had, he might not be here. “They’ve been silent,” Derrick replied and Tristan growled in frustration, causing his beta to raise an eyebrow at him. “There might be more of a response if you contacted them directly. You know how they feel about werewolf society and hierarchies.”