Gotham Alfred Novels & Stories

Valery is responsible for everything that happened to Clara and this haunted her day by day, She looked so okay even though she was lost in deep thoughts, It’s a three-bedroom mansion at the highest point of the city, Alfred Is a rich person but he had chosen to live alone earlier, his house is made of bricks surrounded with so much flowers on the outside, He put a very beautiful fence Around this compound and not even the neighbors had a glimpse of what was going on In his compound, He lived a very secretive life and now he introduces this to Valery. Alfred is on a mission, he is halfway his mission He knows the Gaylord are up to something but he wants to overpower them, He wants to outsmar

Alfred was around somewhere, he could sense him. There were many dangerous, deadly vibes, but one was extremely deadlier that it threatened his beast and made it want to jump to the surface —that was Alfred. Anthony followed the aura to the place it came from, there he found Tyson Riggs, the Head of KR Pack warriors, and five of his men coming out of Alfred's chamber in their human forms.

Liam stammered, trembling. Alfred turned to him with tear-filled eyes. "Liam, leave the mansion. Don’t tell anyone what happened," he commanded. Liam nodded numbly and fled the mansion. Alfred sat beside Mr. Wells’s body, his head bowed as he wept. "I’m sorry," he whispered. "I betrayed you once again." He closed his eyes. "I don’t deserve all the good you did for me. I let your killer go. How could I…when the young man in question is my son? I’m sorry. I’ve deceived you, even until the end."

His tattoos could be seen on his hand, and I raised an eyebrow when Alessandro extended his hand to shake. “I thought that we were meeting in the VVIP lounge?” Alessandro said, letting me know that the man was the Cartel. The other Alphas stood, but all of us ladies stayed in place. The Alphas took their turn in shaking hands with the Cartel, and though he smiled, welcomingly at them, I could tell that the devious expression on his face meant nothing more than a mutual alliance. Neither one of them was actually his friend, and I could tell by Alessandro’s body language that the feeling was mutual.

Another stupid old man spoke. Wiping his voice from my ear with a finger, I cocked my head, giving the men behind me the order. Three of my men stepped towards the last elder who had dared to challenge me. Just when my men were about to lay their hands on the old man, Liam attacked, snapping the necks of my men. In seconds, my men were lifeless on the floor. Told you these bastards were just like their Alpha.

Chapter 13 As we made our way to the entrance of my apartment building, Alfred proved himself to be a gentleman, showing no signs of taking advantage of the situation. Despite my reservations, I couldn't help but feel a sense of gratitude towards him for ensuring my safety. However, my fleeting sense of relief was shattered by the presence of a man waiting outside in a sleek black Rolls-Royce Phantom. His intense gaze bore into me, sending shivers down my spine. Alfred seemed oblivious to the man's presence until a hand stopped him in his tracks. Turning to face him, Alfred's expression changed as he came face to face with the imposing figure of Burgess.

"Did you hear? Zack of Zone 2 was caught trying to break into the cafeteria. The soldiers that caught him beat him before dragging him through the street for everyone to see. No one has heard from him since. That was two days." "Hmm. I guarantee you he's now under six feet of dirt." "Hope not. The guy got a wife and kid he needs to support. Also, if my memory serves, he owes me about a pound of clothing. Besides him, did you hear Alfred of Zone 5 was picked to be a hunter? "Who the hell is Alfred," I ask, Rebecca stopping to peek around a corner. The coast begins clear, Rebecca motions for me to follow. "Tall guy, sideburns, goatee, brown hairs."

“Alfred is responsible. Alfred for doing the crime, the pack leaders of his generation for allowing him to live despite of it. If they had killed him then and there, none of this would have happened – and he deserved to die. A miscarriage of justice caused this risk of exposure, not Aislen Carter.” “Heath is correct,” Phillip Salem inclined his head to Heath. “Aislen Carter is a convenient scapegoat, but the real issue occurred before she set foot in this town. Let’s point our fingers in the right direction.” He looked pointedly at Lilith Boyston, who had been Lilith Parson before her marriage, and whose father, Thomas Parson, had served as the lead alpha of the pack during the time Alfred B

Well, of course, first knew the consequences and knew it would be better if he kept mute and stared into Roger's face like a stupid person. "Alfred, I must not wait forever, it's late and both of us need to get home now, I guess you have plans tomorrow." Roger presses hard and Alfred parts his lips to speak. "I call him Shelton, or sometimes Alpha because he acts like one." Alfred reveals and I sigh, the heaviness in my chest suddenly disappearing. I smirk, look at Roger who looks like a fool in a circus. "There you have it, did you hear me tell him something? I know it, you are insane, and please, next time do not waste my time on things of no significance, Drake." I gently tap him twice on

I derived pleasure from it, and I don't know why. Alfred stood beside me with shaky legs as I announced to Jaleel, warriors, hunters, and other stakeholders that my status has changed. They were all pretending shitheads because I am sure they heard with all the drama going on. As for the reason why Alfred is shaking like a little piece of sh*t, I asked him to kill anyone showing any signs of weakness in the Wolfgang. He should take that as a punishment for failing to find Daphne. To those he has bonded with, they have to be executed.