Magnus Alec Novels & Stories

Magnus said in disbelief, not believing the words that came out of my mouth. "Yup!" I responded, pretending that I no longer cared. "What if I tell you that Alex is currently dating a socialite named Alyzza. She is a daughter of a business mogul," Magnus said, trying to see if I would react negatively to the news. I sighed deeply. "It's his life. I don't care anymore." I responded calmly, but deep inside my heart was bleeding nonstop. "Really? But why am I seeing pain plastered all over your face right now?" Magnus asked.

For a second as he smiled smugly after the bastard, Magnus worried Sunny would be upset with him. But when he turned to face her, she nodded in approval. “Damn, Viking Boy! For a man I thought was a stiff, you have quite the temper under there.” “Viking Boy?” Alec asked with a raised eyebrow. “Do tell.” He shook his head and held up his hands. “On second thought, keep it to yourself! I don’t think I want to know.”

“He let a pack of rogues into the Aslanov pack house?” “It was an act of defiance when Alexei first became Alpha. He was proving to him that he wouldn’t submit regardless of what he would do. Alexei was forced to punish him. He locked him up for a few days, only giving him water on the first and no food, then adding one small loaf of bread, but nothing worked. Whenever Alexei did believe that Viktor stopped, Claire triggered him and the cycle just kept going” Maddie explained.

“He looks like he could barely handle a newborn wolf, let alone you.” What are you doing? Cole linked me. I am going to get him to challenge me, I replied, smirking at the man. “And I mean if we are going to continue standing here with sticks up our asses, you may as well introduce yourself,” I shrugged. He glared at me, “My name is Magnus. I’m 736 years old.” I yawned, “Okay, so what exactly can we help you with since the Alpha isn’t here and you are boring me to sleep.”

“My prince, your hand was broken, but already seems to be well on the mend, not surprised knowing who you are” the physician said when she inspected Rex’s hand using magical evaluation. He already knew what the physician was going to say, ‘Because I’m a Magnus…blah blah blah’ said in his head.

the man asked again. “Lucien Hart.” Lucien answered. I tugged at his sleeves, silently asking him what he was up to. “Relax, everything is under my control. He is the person behind the mysterious organization who was controlling Marcus into kidnapping innocent wolves.” His voice came through my head and I was shocked at his words. “Lucien Hart?” the man asked. He fell silent as if he was trying to remember something. “Ooh, so it is you. Then I guess you should know what I am talking about, right? Has your little plaything become a pile of dry bones already?” the man asked in a taunting voice.

The guard opened the door gesturing for us to enter. “These two have requested to speak with you, sir.” They said, stepping out of our way. Revealing a short man, no taller than a child. His ears were perfectly pointed, his teeth sharp, and his eyes black as he narrowed them on us. This man wasn’t a man at all. He was a gremlin. He looked between Apollo and me before dismissing the guard. “Listen Graug. I have customers I need to attend to. Figure out why Maggie won’t talk to you on your own. You clearly did something stupid to piss her off.” He laughed.

“I was once like you, a rogue too, but I became Alpha.” He took a step forward. “I can make you Luna, too, but you have to be ready to do anything.” Slowly, I raised my head to look into the face of the man offering me power. I couldn't make out much under the hood, but something about him struck me as familiar—too familiar. I tilted my chin and leaned closer. Then he pulled the hood back. “I’m Magnus,” he said. “Alpha of the Ironclaw Pack.” I gasped and immediately fell on my face. He was the rogue who killed his leader and formed a pack out of rogues. I thought about my condition. I was fighting to eat, shivering in the cold every winter, and staying patched up with a dry throat during the

Magnus's POV I'd scoured every alley, every forest ridge, every safehouse and shadow-drenched corridor within a hundred-mile radius, but there was still no sign of her. Celeste had vanished, and I, Magnus, Alpha of the East Crescent Pack and future king of the Lycan Thrones—was utterly powerless. The weight of that truth pressed on me like a collapsing roof. I hadn't slept in days. Not properly. My warriors had taken to glancing at me with a mix of sympathy and caution—as if waiting for me to snap, to shift into the beast and tear apart the world just to find her. And truthfully, I was close.

I groan internally. My name is Mariah Cruz. I'm 17 years old and starting my junior year today. My Father, Mark Cruz, is the current Beta of our pack, The Royal Moon Pack, and my mother, Jennifer Diaz, is the Beta female. My Brother Josh Cruz is 18 years old and a senior in High School. He is training to become the next Beta when our Alpha, Jason Adams, decides to retire and hand the title to his eldest son, Nick Adams. Nick is 18 and is also a senior in high school. He is also my brother's best friend.