Home Alone 3 Alex Chickenpox Novels & Stories

The thought cut deeper than the wound in my throat. My little wolf pup, scared and alone, and I couldn’t even lift a hand to comfort her. What would happen to her after I was gone? Left here… with that monster? My phone buzzed against the blood-slick floor. With immense effort, I forced my fading vision to focus. A call from Seraphina. “Hey, Elena. It’s my twenty-third birthday party. The whole family’s here with me. So, you know, nobody’s really in the mood for your dramas.”

"Do you know how I broke my leg?" Dad's eyes flickered for a moment, instinctively avoiding his leg. Mom frowned and stepped back. "Your broken leg has nothing to do with us. Don't try to pin it on the Horner family!" Alex chuckled bitterly. That chuckle echoed in the cold basement like nails scraping against a blackboard, making one's scalp tingle. "On the night Naomi had the car accident three years ago..." He stared at a point in the empty air, his eyes vacant as if he had returned to that rainy night.

she said. "Two broken ribs and a concussion sustained when an eleven-year-old child's uncontrolled ability activated under extreme stress after two months alone," I said. "Yes. I am aware. I have also spoken with Alpha Brennick who confirmed the child was screaming, not attacking, and made no deliberate aggressive movements at any point." Casteel looked past me at the pack house. "We need to assess the individual," she said.

The bond threads were the only thing she could find in the dark. She reached for them the way you reach for something in a room with no light — slowly, carefully, not sure your hand will find what you're looking for. Kyson was there. Faint, but there. He was alive. Hayden too — she caught the edge of his thread and it was hot with the specific quality of someone fighting hard. Lucas was further, dimmer, but present. Alive. All three. Still fighting. The relief of it was the only thing keeping her from panic.

She knew Alex's house but Alex didn't like her going there and she didn't return her texts. Then one day, the rumours began. Alex was mentally ill. Her parents were divorced. Her Mother was sick in the head. Her Father was sicker. And Alex... Returned after the rumour started. She was thinner, colder, but when she saw Alia, she always brightened up. She always looked happy. And Alia felt glad that she could help her, for once. Until one day, Alex walked to her during cheer practice, dragged her to the bathroom and said, "I can't do this anymore,"

The disturbed woman squeezed her eyes shut for a moment and brought them open, the fatigue from her mind oozed into her expression and Pablo brought his hand to rub her exposed arm, in a simulation to comfort her. Alexa looked at him and appreciated his concern as she offered a tight smile. She felt compressed beneath the distressing mood that contaminated the air around them and forced her body to shake out of it. Looking around suddenly, “Where’s he? He said they were here already”. She had changed the topic forcefully and Pablo laid back, he understood why she wouldn’t want to elaborate any further. Allen was the third of the Xen siblings and the only one who didn’t grow up outside their

Chase taps his foot impatiently on the wooden floor. "Shhh easy man you may disturb the neighbors.They will not think twice to throw you out of their village land if you piss them off during their peaceful sleep or family time."I warn him. "Sorry I just..don't..control...myself."He grins causing both I and Felicity to roll our eyes. The door is finally opened by my Granny's house helper Julie,a woman in her mid forties.She smiles widely looking at three of us. "Welcome back Alex.Its really nice to see you after a long time and I can see...you're finally with your mate."Julie teases me while her eyes rake on Felicity in approval.

Unfortunately, this was Huaxia and he couldn’t kill people whenever he wanted, or it would be extremely tedious if he attracted the attention of the national special departments. "Son, you dare to threaten me. You don’t want to live anymore?" After hearing Alexander's threat, the studded blonde haired thug darkened his face and an ice cold light flashed across his eye. "Who was he?" He was someone who followed Brother Cain. In the Zero-Degree Bar, who didn’t know his reputation as the Big Brother Axel? "You ate stinky tofu today, right? You smell disgusting, stay away from me. Let her go immediately, and then get out of here."

They both looked like they had just finished wrestling trees in the woods while there was mud on their feet, scratches on their arms, and that unmistakable full-moon glow in their eyes. "Is there bacon?" one of them, Jason, I think, asked while smiling. "You have got to be kidding me," I said. "What is happening right now?" The third brother, Tyler, paused when he saw me. "Wow. An Omega. In our condo?" "Your house? No, no, no," I snapped and pointed a spatula at them. "I rented this condo. This is my house! Miss Tanya Edwards is supposed to be my roommate!"

Alex was injured, staggering his way to a corner as he could barely even catch his breath. “Oh my God.” She started to panic, pacing back and forth as the door kept on ramming. “On the third aisle…” he breathed heavily, “There’s a remote for a bun…” he was slowly losing himself, “There’s a remote for a bunker. Get it. We’ll be safe in there.”