Tarrlok Amon Novels & Stories

"Yes, I can say that,' Alexandro said. “I won’t join your manhunt, if that’s what you’re asking. But I will tell you this—there are others out there. Beyond my kingdom. Beyond yours. Not all creatures respect our war or our women.” Alexandro’s eyes narrowed. “You know something.” “I know rumors. I’ve heard whispers of a new power rising from the east. A rogue named Maeron. Not a wolf. Not quite human. Something... older. I thought he was a myth.” “Why would a myth take my mate?” Valerian’s expression darkened. “You’ll have to find that answer yourself.” Alexandro’s jaw tightened. He didn’t trust Valerian. He never would. But what he said sounded real.

Why would he do this? "Your husband..." I began, "If you don't want to talk about it then don't worry but, who was he?" "Achilles Drakos," she said, "He was a mercenary working for your mate, finding out the name of some leader. But he made the mistake of messing with him and lost his life for it." Connor's name. I swallowed, "And who are you?" "I am nobody," she replied, "I had no idea werewolves existed or that my husband was anything other than a teacher until a few days ago when Leonardo and his friend, Luciano, abducted me as blackmail against Achilles."

What really shocked me was the fact that a day has arrived when I was horrified by a fight. The idea of using my strength and power had always been such a blessing to me, and now I was panicking under my skin when a big cage was dragged by a truck in the middle of the ground and the rogue was revealed to me. “The Blue Viper!” Aramis marched near the cage, “he was once a very deadly monster that had terrorized and killed over thousands of werewolves. He now rests here in this cage and is also used as a punishment for others,” he finished the introduction and a smirk covered his lips.