Ending Of Looking For Alaska Novels & Stories

Stelios sounded completely bewildered. Leonidas glanced at my pale face. “Give him the tracking essence.” “Her name is Nyra Blackmoon! Find her location before they kill her, Stelios!” I cried out toward the rune. Though the Beta didn't understand the sudden panic, he knew better than to delay an Alpha's hunt. Within moments, the rune flared bright red. “Supreme Alpha, the last known signal from that bloodline mark was emitted from the sea cliffs near the edge of the Whispering Moon Woods territory.”

Elva: Alejandro and I have been searching the whole town for ‘look-alike Anna’- that’s what I am calling her until I can confirm, however the people here don’t really know her, or maybe she lives very far from town, no one knows. After a long day of searching and asking around, Ale and I are retiring back to the motel, Ale and I are clutching a wrapper of burrito as we make our way back home. “I don’t get it.” Ale says, taking a bite from his burrito. “Why are women looking at me?” He asks innocently.

The Alpha King sounded as if he were running or something. “Alaska at the ski resort.” I heard a curse on the other end and then he barked orders at someone, but it was muffled so I couldn’t hear what was going on. Panic seized inside of my chest. “What is going on?” I asked in a demanding tone, not caring that I was talking to the Alpha King himself. “We lost his trail at an airport, and we believed he was heading to Alaska. My warriors and I are en route there as we speak.”

“More than I wanted you to find out from a book.” I let out a humourless little laugh. “That’s not an answer.” “No,” he said. “It isn’t.” I looked up. His jaw flexed. “Ask me.” Two words. So simple. So impossible. Like truth could be handed over in pieces if only I was brave enough to reach for them. I pressed my palms flat against the table, grounding myself in scratches, wood grain, a ring from an old mug I still hadn’t managed to sand out. “What does Alpha mean?”

“I…you have no idea how much missed you…I’ve been going crazy. Like actually crazy. And I…I'm fine. Really...maybe not fine. Anyway, how is it over there? How’s Alaska? Do you like the cold? I remember you said it doesn’t bother you much, but at least you should be staying warm right? Okay…I should stop rambling now,” “No, no. Don’t stop. Believe me, I’ve been dying to hear your voice. So please, baby, don’t stop.” His voice was mellow, gruff, laced with exhaustion. It made his voice sound a lot deeper. My heart ached. “I want to know how you’re doing too, then I’ll yap your ears off.” He chuckled, and my stupid heart forgot how to beat. “Okay. Where do I begin?” Shuffling reached my ear, li

One word and I’m instantly thrown back to the two girls sitting under a blanket and making plans for a future that will never happen. “Yeah, O, we’re going to Alaska.” I whisper back as I lift one of the scalpels from the case. “Where the snow is white and the sky is lit up with lights of all different colours. We’ll finally be safe and we’ll never have to kill again. Just you and me.” I lick my dry lips as I lift the scalpel with a shaking hand and hold it close just behind her ear; one sharp thrust and my friend will be gone.

By midnight, I had gathered six warriors in the lower courtyard—men who had bled for me in the trenches, men who asked no questions and gave everything without expecting a speech in return. We didn't use the main gates. We cut straight through the narrow, overgrown eastern pass while the elders were busy drinking wine in the great hall, waiting for an Alpha who had absolutely no intention of showing up. The forest was incredibly dense, the moon barely offering enough light to see the branches crossing the path, but I didn't slow the pace. My horse’s hooves tore through the damp earth. With every mile that blurred past, I reached inward, pressing my bare palm flat against my chest, searching

I stepped out into the freezing mountain night, the scent of cedar and rain clinging to my coat like a promise I wasn't ready to keep. I walked until my lungs burned, the snow crunching under my boots, but no matter how far I went, I couldn't outrun the feeling of his eyes on my back. He was the Alpha of the West, the King of the Ridge, and he had finally decided that the hunt was back on. And this time, I didn't think I had the strength to stay hidden. I reached the Pacific Crest Resort and collapsed onto my bed, staring at the ceiling. My phone buzzed. A message from the unlisted number.

SCARLET'S POV Jasper walked into the room, draped in a mourning attire. “Jasper, what's going on? What's with the attire?” I asked softly. Jasper dropped his eyes to the marble floor, his voice shaking as he spoke. “The Alpha is dead.” The book in my hand dropped to the floor. “What do you mean?” He blurted out with his fists to his sides. “Alpha Kaiden is dead. We found him a few hours ago. The physician confirmed it. I'm sorry, Scarlet, but he's gone.”

I chose to ignore the bad feeling in my stomach and look back at Alex, she still seems to be stressed, so I know there’s more information to come. “Alex...” she gazes up at me and waits “What else was there?” The whole time Ash has been silent, I wonder what is going through his mind but Alex answers before I can ask. “When I reached the bottom of the page, there was a small picture that said enlarge and when I enlarged it, the picture didn’t come up straight away, but same dreadful words come up instead. ‘I KNOW WHERE YOU ARE, AND I KNOW WHAT YOU ARE DOING. IT’S NOT GOING TO WORK MA VISTA’S. Then it flickered and more words came up. YOU MAY THINK YOU CAN WIN THIS WAR, BUT YOU ARE POORLY MIS