Edward Alphonse Novels & Stories

What did he mean? “I didn’t get you. Who isn’t alive?” A sense of dread gripped his heart as he waited for Eduardo's answer. “Alphonso died two days ago battling for his life after Luigi lodged five bullets into his body. Luca tried saving Alphonso and received fatal injuries. He breathed his last this evening. I was with both of them in their last moments. Luca told me everything about you, Matteo. I would advise you not to return to New York, but to hide for a few days until Luigi takes over NSM. That was what Luca told me.”

They withdrew their support, making us a target for rogues. I glared at my stepbrother, who almost assaulted me last night. He doesn't look ashamed of his actions. Vince hates me and will do anything to see me gone, even if he sells me to the dangerous Alpha, Edward Chasia, a powerful Lycan Alpha in the west region. He is said to be the Lycan King's cousin. Edward and his three brothers are ruthless killers and take overpacks that are not strong enough to defend themselves. That is how he earned the name The Cruel Lycan Alpha.

, the old man said, staring back at Manuel with the same cockiness. The man was Councillor Calhoun. He had been on the council since he was a young man at about twenty years of age. He had held his seat for years, watching many Alpha King's ascend and fall. His voice was the strongest in the entire council. Manuel shot an eyebrow up at him questioningly. I too watched with curiosity. It was strange that the council had asked for a meeting out of nowhere and I was eager to know what was going on. “Vincenzo is dead”, Calhoun announced.

I decided to write one specifically for Moana and another for Philomena. Dearest Moana, I know the last time we spoke, we were a bit hostile towards each other but with this letter, I’m praying to get a favorable response from you. I understand the war has affected all of us but there is something very unfortunate and very important that I need to share. This morning when I woke up from bed, I realized that Edward had gone, he had taken the children with him. He writes that he had moved and did not wish to be seen by his old acquaintances again and had started a new life in another place. I am speechless, saddened, and heartbroken.

“You seem to know so much about him. How long have you been working with him? And ohh… let me inform you ahead. Alpha Leo is quite a temperamental man when it comes to his women. Tell your Boss that.” Flinching, my face twisted ‘in should I say disgust and confusion?’ “What are you babbling about right now? And why is the Alpha involved in this conversation? What business do I have with him?” “Every fucking business.” Pointing a finger at my face, “Deny it, Eira.”

The former Alpha King’s butler, Edward, now happily retired and living in a small cottage just outside of town. A butler might be considered “the help” by some, but Edward was always kind to me. And Alaric’s father loved him like a brother. “How are you doing, Edward? Are you well?” I ask the old man, gently hugging him. “Fine, fine, don’t worry about me,” he says, brushing off my concerns with a wave of his hand. “What brings you to me today?” I look over my shoulder for anyone in listening distance before responding quietly, “I just need to check. My debt to the former Alpha King, it’s been fully repaid, right?”

There it was. “And what would you offer for it?” I asked softly. “And I want an offer that would tempt me, seduce me with your words if needed. I don’t care about whatever prices that you’ve risked to pay others, or the promises for money that you believe would be tempting to them… it is not what I am looking for,” “And what are you looking for?” He asked, and I smiled, crossing my arms over my chest as I eyed the place carefully. “My father passed, if you’ve heard, and I have taken his place since…” he looked carefully at me, studying my expression. “I am an Alpha standing on shaking grounds. You know, with all the issues that are going around...”

He had seen Edward exhibiting care and concern for another person—something he rarely saw. Yes, Edward was a philanthropist, but there was a difference between his astounding donations, and the care and affection he clearly had for the woman. He had seen him admit that he was wrong. He had even apologised to a person—her. Gone even as far as to hold a press conference to clear her name before the nation.

Realization dawn's in his mind and now he looks curious. "About Azzazal and Althea" he relaxes beside me and I lean completely on him resting my head on his chest. He holds me firmly glued to him and I breathe a little easier. Today has been eventful. My father's confession, a brother I forgot, and a missing friend. "Azazzal has an evil younger brother" 'boom' his relaxed mood takes a 180. "How do you know that" his question seems to be casual, but there is an underlying tension in his voice.

and I wouldn’t have known any differently, “She couldn’t get close enough to you during the time. You were shutting her out. Then I came along and the mate bond was already there before she could really do anything. Maybe the mate bond trumps any kind of love spell. I would have to ask my grandmother.” She rubbed her hand across her forehead then looked down at a very confused Eddie, “I’m not half witch. Her dad and my mom are siblings and they are both wolves. I never even knew the Doc was apart of her family. I knew her mom was a witch but I didn’t know anything else beyond that. I swear! I am innocent in all this!” His eyes filled with tears and I snapped out of my dissociative state, “y