Redeemed Alastor Novels & Stories

“I promise to take care of your family. Until then, send my greetings to the devil.” I turned without looking back. “Dispose of the body.” They get to work immediately i exited the room, Jacob trailed behind, handing a scarf which I used to wipe off the blood stains on my suit. “Any news from the investigators?” I asked. “Alex was removed as leader,” he said. “Hunter took his place.” “And the spy?” “Waiting for us at the usual location.” I nodded. “Also, your friends sent you an email, requesting your presence in the casino this evening”.

Trying to lure Vivian back. I smiled and agreed. But in the stack of ceremony documents he had to sign, I slipped the dissolution agreement. "This ceremony contract is this thick?" Damon frowned, flipping through page after page, but he didn't sign right away. He was the youngest Alpha of the Greystone Pack, after all. Not someone easily fooled. The dissolution agreement was tucked into the second-to-last page. I kept my head down, but my heart wasn't even racing. "There's a bunch of indemnity clauses. If you have time, read through slowly."

“Tell me the truth, Red Hollow. What did he promise you for this? A way back into his bed? Something inside me finally snapped. All the weeks of being called "trash," being rejected by two men, and being treated like a ghost boiled over. “My name is Alyse!” I yelled, wrenching my wrist out of his grip. “Stop calling me a trash from Red Hollow!, I am not a spy! I have nothing left there! They threw me out like garbage, just like you’re doing now!” Alaeric froze. He looked at me as if I had just grown a second head. No one spoke to the Lycan Prince like that. No one dared.

Jade pouted. “ Come let me show you around” said Marissa as she took hold of Jade’s hand and led her outside. **** Damian looked at the report that was on his table. It was all the intel they were able to gather about the demons. Trevor and Klara were there. “So they are kidnapping young female witches with red hair because the demon king is looking for a recarnated deity and who is also a witch?” asked Damian dumbfounded. “ Yes alpha” replied Klara.

“Grab her and Matt’s stuff out of the packhouse.” Alastor nodded and disappeared into the packhouse for a minute before returning with their bags slung over his shoulder. He dropped the bags outside of Iris’s Jeep before rummaging through Iris’s bag for her keys. After a moment, he pulled them out of the bag. He quickly unlocked the car and dumped the bags in before climbing into the driver’s seat. While I waited for him, I sent Rose a quick text telling her that we were on our way back. Alastor attempted to crank the car, but the engine didn’t turn over. Luckily on the second attempt, Iris’s car started.

“From a scout who decided to retire early.” “Early,” Mara repeats dryly. Hazel shrugs. “I encouraged his portfolio to diversify. He’s diversifying under a snowdrift.” “What did he say before he went into finance?” I ask. “That Redmaw’s got a new Alpha, Draven Holt, who says we killed a god in the dirt and he’s here to make a church out of our bones. Same old sermon, new pulpit. He wants Eli back.” Hazel’s mouth quirks. “Says he’ll ‘purify’ him.”

I snapped a cigar between my lips, flicking the lighter on its end as I stared up at the sky that had long since rescinded its crystal azure color, leaving only a red doomsday color on the horizon. The nicotine burned my lungs and throat soothingly. Made things clearer. There was no doubt in my mind as we stormed through the gritty castle compound that Alaric bastard had somehow managed to intercept the Viper Pack Alpha. No wolf grew that big that quick unless they were on something…something dangerous… something that went against the moon goddess's very design. A red moon bond and curse. Shit! It had reached Viper Pack too! It was no wonder the little shit thought he could rub shoulders wit

“This this can’t be real.” Alma’s eyes filled with tears. “It is.” A long silence stretched between them. “So what now?” Julian asked. “You strike a deal with him? Sell your soul for a cure?” “I don’t know,” she said brokenly. “But I’m not losing you. Not after everything.” Julian took her hands. “Then we take Red Eden down. Together.” She nodded slowly. But her heart was already fractured. Because somewhere, deep in the back of her mind, Cassian’s voice echoed:

‘A win for you is a win for me,’ Juanzo was saying, ‘We can’t let that blond prick win. ‘Agreed.’ Derith replied. In the next instance, there wasn’t just one Hind, but four. ‘What the fuck?!’ Alastor growled, his head whipping around, trying to keep track of the true Hind as the copies zipped back and forth. In his state of confusion, a puff of fire billowed into his face. Letting out a yelp, he dropped down on his belly and flattened his ears. He cringed as heat seared along his back. Juanzo pinned him by the scruff of his neck before he could recover.

A chance was given to her to uneven every evil she had done, a chance she was more than grateful for, and since then, she had been by Karam's side, filling him on the history that shouldn't be forgotten. Yes, Karam knew he was Alastair, he just didn't have the memories that would complete him, he would be a fool if he didn't because Skylar was trying too hard to hide it from him. Whatever spell cast on him before broke the minute Caesar buried that cursed dagger into his chest. One could say he was now a free man. He stared at the three witches. "First, get me, my Queen" To be continued...!