Darius X Alador Novels & Stories

Whatever magic he was using to fight against Darius, seemed to be affecting him the more the fight continued, to the point that he looked more and more like a demon had possessed him. Alpha Xander ran at Darius, sending him a long knee to the gut, as he wrapped his arms around Darius' neck, head butting him in the process. Darius stumbled backward but recovered quickly. Darius spun, sending a roundhouse kick towards his father. Darius wasted no time, reaching around Alpha Xander's neck, pulling his body upwards, as he twisted his neck, sending him crashing down to the ground in the process. Darius expertly performed a Kubi Kudaki, severing Alpha Xander's neck in the process. The crowd cheere

I introduced, Darius took Elina's hands and kissed it and did the same to Ivory, I growled. “You both stand out beautifully, and you, you reminded me of someone dear to me,” Darius said, Elina remained expressionless but I felt her emotion change. I take it, I really don't like Darius and with him looking for the moon goddess vessel, I don't fully trust him. “I am sorry, I am Darius, Alpha of the silver pack,” he introduced, he looked back at me, seeing Elina was not that interested in getting to know him. “If my early action angered you alpha, I am sorry,” Darius apologized, I nodded.

My heart was pounding so hard I could feel it in my ears. “Where is he?” I muttered under my breath. “Patience,” Alisander said. “He’s the Alpha. He doesn’t just wander out.” Before I could snap back, a hush fell over the crowd. I looked up, and there he was. Darius stepped onto the raised platform at the front of the courtyard, his broad frame silhouetted against the flickering torchlight. My breath hitched. He was wearing a dark green tunic that made his eyes stand out even more, and his long dark hair was pulled back, showing off the sharp lines of his face. He raised a hand, and the crowd went dead silent.

"You shouldn't be walking on cold stone floors so soon after labor. Did you and Kaelen have a fight?" "We are fine, Darius," I said, walking slowly down the steps until I was standing right in front of him. I looked him dead in the eye. "Brother, tell me the absolute truth. Did you capture a female named Lyra Nightbane?" Darius’s hands paused for a split second over his leather straps. His expression smoothed over into complete, unbothered calm. "Who is Lyra?" My heart beat rapidly against my ribs. He was acting too smooth, too controlled.

My head stayed lowered as I wiped my face desperately. Then suddenly— Bam. I crashed into something hard. A strong arm instantly wrapped around my waist before I could hit the ground. My breath caught sharply. Warm fingers tightened against my side. Slowly, I lifted my tear-filled eyes and froze. Alpha Xander Marco stared down at me. The most feared Alpha in the entire world. The monster who erased entire packs with out mercy. The same Lucian feared more than death itself. His dark eyes locked onto mine with dangerous intensity while his grip on my waist slowly tightened.

I could see the gears turning in his head He walked closer, invading my personal space until all I could smell was rain and expensive leather. He reached out and tilted my chin up with a rough finger, inspecting my face like I was a horse at an auction. "You have good bone structure," he muttered to himself. " Under the dirt." "Let go of me," I hissed, pulling back. "You need the Moonfire Orchid," Darius said, his voice low and dangerous. " I need a shield." "A... shield?"

Cocking his head to the side, the black shades sat lazily on the bridge of his nose — the only thing lax about him. Alina just stared. Too freighted by him and the men who stood like statues behind his frame. “Do you not talk little miss?” He questioned. His voice lacked any kind of warmth. Not like she expected warmth from a man that looked as cold as a freaking glacier. “W-Who A-Are you?” Alina managed to croak out. Darius smiled down at her. And this time she felt the tiniest bit relaxed. “Your father's closest friend and your godfather. Now tell me Alina, would you sit and rot there or would you direct that fire behind your eyes in the right direction?”

It was clear that Alistair had earned Darius's admiration through his dedication and perseverance. Darius continued his narrative, painting a picture of Alistair's pack. "Alistair's pack is quite impressive," he began, his tone filled with admiration. "They're larger than ours, consisting mostly of werewolves, but they also have a significant number of different shifters among them." He paused for a moment, collecting his thoughts before continuing. "One of the unique aspects of Alistair's pack is their involvement in mining," Darius added. "They own several mines in the region, which provides them with a substantial source of income and influence."

Azrael stayed longer until the rain slowly stopped pouring. The wind howled and a flapping of wings caught his ears. He looked in the sound's direction and saw a dragon coming towards his way. He stood up and looked stunned when the dragon landed in front of him and Alex’s tombstone. “D-Darius?” he stutters with a shocked expression. How come Darius is alive? He witnessed the dragon’s last breath. The dragon roared and hissed at him and he stepped back away while covering his face because he thought Darius would blow a fire but it didn’t happen. When he uncovered his eyes, Darius stared at Alex’s gravestone while letting out a small sound like he was calling something.

“Lyra! Kael! You need to come now!” They turned sharply. “What happened?” Lyra demanded. “It’s Darius,” Marcus said, his eyes wide. “He’s back. And he’s not alone.” When they reached the main hall, the air was already thick with tension. Warriors stood at the edges of the room, growling low, weapons drawn but not raised. In the center stood Darius Vaughan, the Alpha of Blood Moon — drenched, scarred, eyes wild with something between exhaustion and guilt. And beside him… an elder robed in black, clutching a silver staff that pulsed faintly with moonlight.