Niffty X Alastor Novels & Stories

My mate, she sustains me I open my eyes to find the pack staring down at me. They look at me as if I am nothing--as if I am a piece of trash/ But I am not. I am strong and powerful-- And they know it. I get to my feet. There is a sharp pain in my leg, shooting through my side and into my chest. But I don't let them see how much they've hurt me. "Where is the girl?" the Alpha asks. He's a coward. I know it.

“I'm sorry if it sounded that way, but that wasn't how I meant it. It's clear you have no idea who I am yet.’’ He watched for my reply, and I nodded. ‘‘I'm Alan. The Alpha's beta and only most trusted person. I go out of my way to make sure the Alpha is in a safe place. I'm sure this explains my manner of approach earlier?’’ He smirked, a smirk that was supposed to reflect the positivity in his explanation if any. “Oh really?’’ I resisted the urge to let out a scoff. He made his first impression of sarcasm on me and expected me not to give me the creeps just because of this petty explanation.

“Thanks to you, everyone is back to life, including our mother. I have held her down from searching for you, I promised that I would bring you home.” “That sounds like a YOU problem. I'm going nowhere with you Alastor,” I declared. “Melonie, I'm trying to be nice here,” Alastor menacingly muttered. “You are not my family, neither are the mother and father you claim are waiting,” I responded calmly, “So please leave.” Alastor growled angrily, and I knew I had pissed him off, “You belong with me, you belong to me.” “I don't think I do,” I snapped back.

He was too depressed to be altered by the pheromones of a certain omega. He had to wait at least half an hour for the door to open and Nicolas to emerge completely perfect. Next to him and leaning on his body was walking the little omega, still with his cheeks all red and his lips swollen. It was obvious that he had been fucked hard a few minutes ago. Nicolas was a fiery lover in bed. He wore his alpha status to the hilt. When the alpha sat down across from him he dragged the boy over and sat him on his lap stroking the back of his neck with affection? Madox raised an eyebrow in his direction.

She jumped down from the stool finishing her task when a sudden verbal onslaught startled her, “So, here is that ingrate little one, who didn’t even remember the promise of favor repayment. Hypocrite!” Charlotte gulped hard before turning to face him. She looked at him frozen, glued to her spot. What else she could do when Alpha was deliberately shirt-less to scare her. She, who had just seen men naked in films or social media, flushed red at this open display. She was noticing Alpha’s upper body’s was different from the pictures she had seen where men had skin to tanned body colors.

A smile I want nothing but to punch off his fucking ugly face. “Nathan, my friend, I must say, your mate is absolutely stunning. I can't help but wonder if she would like to spend some time with a real Alpha like me. From what I have also heard, she is the sweetest thing a man can ever taste." Fallssy says, smirking arrogantly. My eyes narrow, my hands balling into fists. The atmosphere grows tense, and everyone holds their breath in anticipation of my next move. Caleb and Carson are probably expecting me to give in to his demands, and not get so worked up about his words. After all, Alena is a fucking traitor.

Hell. The foyer alone was bigger than my entire apartment building. Black marble floors shot through with silver veins, a chandelier the size of a car made of actual antlers and a million flickering crystals, twin staircases curving up like the jaws of some ancient beast. The air was thick, old money, roaring fire, pine, leather, and that dark, spiced Alpha scent that lived between my legs. It hit me so hard my knees nearly buckled and I wonder why I could smell him so badly. Aradia spun in a circle, arms wide. “Behold, Blackthorne Lodge, where the Wi-Fi is fast and the dick is faster!”

I knew she was starting to feel uncomfortable and was about to bolt. "Wait. Please don't go." I reached out my hand and then instantly retracted it. Remembering our last encounter, I shoved both hands into my pockets. "I am really sorry about this evening. I was hoping we could start over. I am Alpha Wyatt Harris of the New Moon Rising pack." I said, extending my hand to her again. "Who do I have the pleasure of meeting tonight? I would love to put a name with your beautiful face."

I pull her in and kiss my little psycho's head before I walk over to where I keep the tools. 'Aston, keep an eye on her. If she pukes or passes out, take her home, I tell him via mindlink as I grab a pair of dull scissors. Yeah, we have a long fucking night ahead of us.

This is so fucked up good. Ashly stared up into Alex's burning gaze before gradually dropping her eyes. She followed her ex-mate's hands as the Alpha unbuttoned and unzipped his own trousers. Raising up on his elbows, Ashly forced herself to control her panting breaths as Alex stripped above her.