Drunk Alastor Novels & Stories

A deep voice spoke, and I froze. I turned my face to the side to see a man, staring out the window, his back to me. He was tall, blonde hair brushed back, and long sleeve shirt that hugged his body tightly. But what caught my attention was his physique— he looked oddly familiar, even though his voice was not. "Who are you?" I managed to ask. "How long have you been here? Why am I drugged?" I heard him laugh, and the sound send chills down my spine. "How many questions do you have for me, sweetheart?" Now he turned sideways. "If you must know, I am Alastor."

Nyxia Evangeline has always been an outcast—a Beta scorned by her own pack. After the mysterious deaths of her parents, she lives under the suffocating control of her ruthless uncle, determined to reclaim her family's legacy and run away with the man she loves—a human unaware of the dark reality lurking beneath the surface of her world. But when her secret relationship is uncovered, Nyxia is forced into an arranged marriage with Dominico Lombardi, the dangerous Alpha enforcer of the most powerful pack on the continent. However, something far darker has been forced upon her. Through black magic, Nyxia is transformed from a Beta into something far more rare and valuable. As the dark magic

"I am honored you chose my altar. Every runaway pair deserves a sacred moment under the neon moon." "Yeah, and to hell with the laws of the High Council," I mutter. He wags a clawed finger at me. "There is no cursing at this altar, High Alpha. We run a wholesome sanctuary." The fake bard peers into my glassy eyes for a split second, his brow arching. "Great Spirits, what kind of root did you snort tonight? Your pupils are wider than a blood-moon. You are flying high, aren't you?"

It took me a moment to register what was going on, I placed my hands on the driver seat and propped forward immediately. “Where are you taking me?!” My voice was barely a whisper, tinged with panic. He met my gaze in the rearview mirror. My heart, already racing, pounded harder. He pulled a nose mask I didn’t notice was there before, from under his chin and over his face and wound up the windows. A strange smell filled the car. I tried to block it out, but I was too exhausted. What was the point of fighting anyway when the only person I lived for was gone? Darkness closed in around my eyes, and I felt the car accelerate. I finally gave in to the drowsiness, slipping into unconsciousness.

Chapter 3: The Alpha's Possession** --- Damon's dark eyes fell on her, and he could feel her trembling beneath his gaze. His eyes never left her until she exited the courtyard. Damon’s smirk was replaced with a grim expression as he turned to his right-hand man, Alfred. "Take her body to my pets in the dungeon," Damon ordered, and Alfred quickly obliged. Alfred, who had served the Alpha as his Beta and right-hand man, wasted no time passing the instructions to the guards. Something told him his Alpha was in a bad mood, and irritating him further was not the wisest choice—unless he had plans of ending up six feet under.

My mate, she sustains me I open my eyes to find the pack staring down at me. They look at me as if I am nothing--as if I am a piece of trash/ But I am not. I am strong and powerful-- And they know it. I get to my feet. There is a sharp pain in my leg, shooting through my side and into my chest. But I don't let them see how much they've hurt me. "Where is the girl?" the Alpha asks. He's a coward. I know it.

The more fragile the man, the easier to manipulate him, I thought. My dear sister had left him feeling like a shell of his former self. I was very sure that he was regretting ever rejecting and banishing her, but what was done was done. It was my turn now to show him that I could be as much of a Luna as Nora had heen. Alpha Chester staggered again, reaching out to hold the nearest wall. I rushed forward and hurriedly placed a hand on his shoulder. "Alpha, you should know that you're not supposed to drink yourself to stupor this way!" I chided, keeping my voice level.

Or he’s afraid she’ll run away on him. Alrick let himself get weak. Jessie’s presence made him distracted. He’s distracted by chasing everything Jessie wants. Hah! Looks good on the asshole. Hector would win in the end. He’d think of something brilliant any minute. Then he’d be back on top of the world. Hector would be in control again. The top dog. Master of all, he perceived. Hector took a swig from a bottle of whisky. But he found it empty. He threw the bottle and watched it shatter against the far wall. Hector growled in frustration and pushed his way past an overturned lounge chair.

the Witch Queen said and entered one of the portals. "I will stay behind with Adalinda," Jold said with a smile as one of Adalinda Dragon claws grab him gently and lifted him up as the portals closed immediately. Dark exhales, smoke fumes come out of his nostrils as he continues to exhale smoke fumes once he inhales. His face giving cracks, dark veins began to show on his neck and hands, no doubt, it was all over his body,

Is that the reason why his pale face is covered in Blush? Who could the unlucky bumpkin be? “Heyyy…Heyyy..Heyyy..Earth to Alastor….Earth To Alastor..” I called and he immediately snapped out of his so called trance. Instead of his ungrateful self to thank me for breaking that chain, he wanted to bite my arm off, could you imagine. My arm. I snapped it away from him, I mean, how would I drill into girl pussy's without my fingers? “Woah! Did you become more animalistic?” I asked and his glare doubled.