Fiddlepat X Albert Novels & Stories

He plays the footage from the camera flash he got from the lab. We carefully watch everything in the video. Alpha Tate’s wolf wasn’t comfortable seeing it again, he’s growling and radiating anger energy from his body, but we had to watch it. It’s the only way to know who these scientists are. “There.” He points at the screen. Oliver pauses the video, taking it back a little and stops at the face of one of the doctors. “Isn’t that Justin’s father?” Oliver asks, staring at the screen intensely. He does look exactly like Justin though.

Alpha Dalton’s POV “Knox! Seriously? You just scared her so bad she knocked herself out!” my wolf was way too much sometimes. I shifted quickly and pulled on my sweats I had tied around my ankle. Knox whined in my head, “I’m sorry! I got a little excited and when she went for the radio I didn’t know what to do. I thought she was gonna give us away and all I wanted was to smell her. Goddess, she smells so good.” I rolled my eyes as I hurried over to her and knelt down. I frantically checked to see if she was still breathing. She let out a sigh but remained unconscious. The relief that rushed over me almost brought me to my knees. “Next time, let me handle it. I wanted to watch her for the nig

But for a man like Alexander, who had eyes and ears everywhere, getting information was never a problem. Every detail about Patricia Allen was displayed, such as her family background, education, work history, address history, financial status... Everything. Joseph pushed his glasses up while Alexander leaned back into his chair, crossing one leg over the other, his expression unreadable. “Sir… I know this sounds crazy,” Joseph began, “but her name is also Patricia. Patricia Allen and she lives in Murkwood.” Alexander’s eyes lifted slowly. “The same place we traced the login from her account?” he asked.

His thumb hovers over the screen for a brief moment, just one second of hesitation, before he taps a contact. Xavier. The line rings once, twice, then… “Yeah?” Xavier’s voice comes through, low, amused… like he’s been expecting this call. There’s faint background noise….music, laughter, the clink of glasses….like Xavier is somewhere lively, completely unbothered. Albert’s expression hardens. “It’s done. I carried out my plans with the third person involved.” There's a pause, then a soft chuckle from the other end. “Already? That was fast.”

“What the fuvk! those werewolves went into hiding? Where are they now? What is your plan?” “My plan is simple…” “Nothing you say is ever simple, Lucas.” Fabiano shook his head. He had known Lucas for long to believe his plan would be simple. “I am the lord of the Vampires after all…” he grinned evilly. “Hold up, how does this story take away the fact that they have an Alpha who wouldn’t sit back and watch us take over his throne?” Lauretha asked. “His name is Alpha Arthur. And as I am speaking to you right now, he will be dead in a few hours’ time and that is when we strike. This is top secret. No one else must learn of this until the mission is successful.”

I asked Alpha Louis when I successfully opened his cell. "We don't have time, I will tell you everything later, but first, we need to escape," Alpha Louis replied anxiously. I nodded at him in reply. "Step back for a second," Alpha Louis said, and I stepped back inside his cell. He mumbled a few things, and part of his cell got broken. He picked up a part of the cell and connected it to his severed leg. He used it as a substitute for his leg that Klaus cut off.

However, his next few words have my world almost grinding to a halt. “Are you sure you are an alpha? I have never seen an alpha this short.” Shit.

He said and ran his fingers through his hair. "No mister, you're still as ugly as ever," Alice said and they laughed. "Lollipop, you'd better watch your mouth. This lad here is the heart-throb of thousands of girls in this universe, but you get to see this face every day, how dare you call me ugly?" He said, raising an eyebrow. "Yeah whatever," Alice said and rolled her eyes. They were still talking and laughing when Patricia came back to them. "I'm sorry for keeping you waiting," she apologized.

Either the alcohol fumes were getting to me, or he was high on some shit. "Where's Alpha Patton? - Listen cousin, we don't need him! Come on, lay it on me, me kasa... whatever the fuck kasa, ke? - Diego, I don't have time for this, where is ALPHA PATTON!? - He's dead." The words struck me to my core, forcing me to practically snap my neck to see who had spoken from behind. It didn't take much of a look for me to recognize Felix's iconic red mane as he stood by.

Maybe that is why we had the choice to turn down our fated ones—perhaps fate was not always correct. My thoughts got interrupted when I saw Vince Castel, one of the most powerful alphas of our region, approaching us. He led a pack and was the only Alpha without a mate. With haste, I wrapped Alana in my hand and drew her nearer. I wanted to assert that she belonged to me around all unmated wolves. His expressionless face was fixated on mine as he reached for a handshake. “Congratulations and happy birthday. I believe your father will soon hand the pack over to you,” he said.