The Dark Lord Alan Becker Novels & Stories

We all simply nod once in response. "Horrendous? We know. Anyways, those things are fucked, to say the least. If you thought the kudde were rabid...they have nothing on these things. They're the size of a small bear, but where the kudde were clumsy and had no train of thought, these are agile and intelligent. You'll need at least five wolves to take one down." Damon says "I'll handle them in battle. I don't need to touch them to kill them." Aylin says

Upon saying that, he pondered for a moment before saying, “Royce Shore, the Tinsleys, the Killicks, Jason Queen, and Beckham Yoder, you may choose one. “As for Heathein and the Rivspring Chamber of Commerce… Warlords back these two organizations, so we can deal with them later!” Abalon nodded. “I’m planning on handling Beckham first. He had the audacity to betray Eden Joy, so it will be great if I can make an example of him as a warning to the others.” Taylor burst out laughing aloud. “I will provide my full support to you if you like, Master Gray. Just name it if there’s anything I can do for you!”

The thick ears and droopy earlobes didn’t take my attention away from the crooked, yellowing teeth grinning back at me. “Can I help you?” I asked. “Name’s Alan, Douglas”. Didn’t mean to startle a pretty little thing like you. My apologies,” he said, putting a thick-fingered hand to his chest, then ran his other hand through the few sprigs of pale red hair that remained on his nearly bald head. “Okay,” I said, frowning deeply at him and moving another half-step back. “I don’t think we know each other.” He chuckled, but the sound reminded me more of heels dragging through gravel than of laughter. “That’s true. Smart one, you are,” he said, pointing at me. “It’s sort of my job to know things, y

one of the other men said. “Thank you Council member Robins,” he said and pulled out a chair for me to sit furthest from everyone but still next to him. “As just stated I’m Council member Robins, this is Oracle West, Alpha Williams and his Beta Goldfield,” Robins said. “I am well acquainted with everyone, this is Finley Blake,” Damon introduced me and I kept my gaze averted from Calvin’s. I could feel him looking at me and I shivered despite myself. “Miss Blake, how did you become acquainted with Alpha Woods?” Robins asked me.

His tone carried a warning, one that Ryder would be a fool to ignore. I watched, amused, as Ryder clenched his jaw, clearly pissed but unable to challenge his father in this setting. “Alpha Dante was invited here strictly for business,” Beckett continued. “His expertise will benefit this pack. Whatever history he and Amaya share is none of my concern. And I am sure Amaya wouldn’t mind.” Then, as if to drive the point further, Beckett turned to Amaya. “Do you, Amaya?” For the first time since she walked into this room, she looked at me.

Darius said weakly. "Yes, Darius is right! Someone like Gordon will only bring disaster if we keep him around. You never know what he's thinking! Whether it's for the sake of your future or the sake of the family, I have to kill him today!" Alan said with murderous intent. His tone was very firm, leaving no room for doubt! "But-" Dawn was still reluctant to give up. However, before he could say anything, Alan interrupted him! "There is nothing else to talk about! Men, bring Dawn away!" Alan coldly said to the experts from the Hughes.

*Anonymous POV* "I need to see the Dark Alpha immediately," Damon demanded, his voice cold and urgent as he faced the guards outside the Dark Alpha's castle. The Dark Alpha was infamous among the shifters, feared as the most malevolent creature. His pack consisted of rogue wolves, trained to be merciless and heartless. The Dark Alpha sought power above all else and delighted in inflicting slow, agonizing deaths on his enemies, savoring their pleas for mercy.

“If only Jonas could tell us if Elyon has given up, it’d ease my mind tremendously. And I want to assure mom and dad that I'm okay. Jerney, please give me Jonas' number. I have a new phone again.” Jerney promised to send me the number, but his tone hinted at something deeper. "Becca," he began, "I need to confess, I am a werewolf too, specifically an Alpha King and President of the Council of Werewolves. Your situation is our top priority for discussion. With Alex gone, you're essentially free to live wherever you choose." "However," he sighed deeply, "Elyon is actively searching for you now. Until he makes a move, we're unable to intervene."

Doubts began to fill his head. “I registered Beast as the Alpha of the Blackfoot Rogues a while ago. I am retired and merely here for formality.” Thorin looks to Councilman Hartt. “As you are aware of how the council is with non-heir Alphas being appointed. Too much red tape, if you ask me.” Councilman Hartt nods in agreement, but his eyes widen as he looks over Beast and then back to the much smaller Ryan, immediately realizing Ryan's odds. Before anyone can state anything else, Thorin breaks out in a chuckle.

And he knew they were killing their comrades now and maybe just torture He looked blankly at her tears to widen his eyes when his hands moved at the order of his wolf and wiped her tears to rise and stare at him with panic and fear Damn you, March and go He cursed and quickly cut them off. It's like a curse “Who are you?” she cried, pulling her fainting mother to her bosom in defense, frowning an eyebrow. “I’m the alpha here,” he answered confidently. To polarize her eyebrows alpha? Old Ulysses Darkle is the alpha.. is it possible that he is his son? “His son,” she whispered, licking his lips and whispering to her quietly, awaiting her reaction