Hunger Games Alexander Ludwig Novels & Stories

Sorry for getting into the pack. - Don't worry Katniss. – He takes a deep breath and asks – Do you know who I am to you, Katniss? She looks at him shyly, through her eyelashes, and biting her lip, she replies: - My mate? The alpha smiles and approaches her, almost until their bodies touch. He lifts her head, forcing her to look him in the eyes. - My name's Alexander and I'm the alpha of the Black Stone Pack. I'm twenty-three years old. Welcome to your pack, my Luna.

My mare, a sleek silver-gray horse named Lira, waited beside him, already saddled and bridled. Before mounting, Alexandro turned to me again, his expression more serious than before. "This won’t be easy, Serena," he said quietly. "You will see things that will haunt you. Blood. Death. War is not glorious. It’s ugly. It’s cruel." He reached out, brushing a stray lock of hair from my face. "But you are not weak," he said. "You are not fragile. You are stronger than you know. You wouldn’t be standing here if you weren’t."

"A spine is what you use to stand up to your enemies. A conscience is what you use to protect the people you love." "And who do you love, Alexander?" Alexander stopped beside me. Took my hand. "Her," he said. "And our children. And Lily. And Martha. And everyone you've ever tried to destroy." "Then you'll watch them die." "No." Alexander pulled out his phone. Held it up. "I'll watch you go to prison." Henry laughed. "You think I'm afraid of prison?" "I think you're afraid of this." Alexander pressed play. A voice filled the room.

I threw down my spoon on the dish and turned to face Alexander. "Can't we increase the number of those warriors searching for Lulu?" I questioned him. "Why?" Without even looking up from his meal, he asked me. "The ones searching for her are now lepers?" I snarled and threw myself apart. I was annoyed by Alexander's casual attitude towards the entire situation.

"Alpha Lucius, tell this woman to get out of my sight, don't let a loser interfere with our duel!" After speaking with Lucius, he turned towards my direction, “Oh my darling Livia, how badly I wanted to exempt you from this battle, but you actually chose this loser over me… get ready to die alongside with him. Lucius seemed to have some anger at Alexander’s words, but after he locked eyes with me, some disdain appeared on his face. "Alexander, I don't think you understand by now that you're actually a punk who's worse than even a woman." "Damn, you fart!”

It was pathetic, watching my twin sister, my other half, unravel over a man who never saw her as anything but a shadow. And the worst part was the fact that she did not realize that he's been using her for a while. It was simple pleasure for him, something and someone that he can control. He did not want her around. “Alpha.” Alexander’s voice cut through the quiet. My second-in-command stood near the door, shoulders straight, eyes wary. He’d seen this before, the calm before I tore something apart. “You know not to bother me when I am in a mood.” “I believe that you need to hear this from me.” He said, looking away from me as he stepped inside.

She knew better than to challenge him, but her pride wouldn't let her cower in submission either. Lucas stepped forward, determined to protect Samantha, his eyes locked onto Alexander's. "You can't just take her without her consent," he said firmly. "I won't let you." Alexander laughed, a low menacing sound. "I don't need anyone's permission to claim what is mine," he said, his voice dripping with arrogance. Lucas didn't back down. "Who are you?" he demanded. Alexander turned to face him, his eyes flashing with power. "I am Alexander, the Lycan King," he said. "And you are?"

Nugen looked to Alexander as if he could answer, but Alexander had other matters to attend to first. “Ja, it’s me, your majesty.” Hidi smiled as she ducked her head down to help her get through the door. She wasn’t taller than the door, but her braids took up the last inches. “I can see that.” Alexander looked behind her to see Johan bow deeply. “Your Highness,” Johan kept his eyes down with disappointment. It was rare for Johan to fail, but the giant had bested him this time. Johan couldn’t stop Hidi from charging in.

"Or worse." Alexander's eyes snapped to mine, narrowing with hatred. "You speak as if you understand our ways, human. You never shifted. You had no place among wolves." "Yet here I sit," I replied evenly. "With a wolf as strong as any in this room." I allowed Athena to surface just enough to turn my eyes gold-green, drawing a murmur from the watching crowd. Lukas continued the questioning, methodically dismantling Alexander's defenses. With each denial, with each justification, another crime was revealed; casual cruelties inflicted on those he deemed beneath him, violence dressed up as discipline, violations presented as privilege.

The man would not hesitate to kill me if he had the chance to do so. Natalia’s and Crystal flew to the podium and fire blew from their dragon’s mouths. The witches dodged them in an attempt to reverse the flames but one of the dragons, a black one, stood in the face of the fire, sucking it into its body before taking his turn to blow. The man on the black dragon was Alexander. My beauty’s grandfather came to her aid.