Novel & Cerita The Land Aleron Kong

I said, turning in the other direction. “Here are some names I got, rogues Zander took on and what’s known about them, he’s up to about two dozen that we can tell, most unmated which is why they’re being stupid and risky,” he said. “All right, help beef up the property lines tonight with ten of our warriors, and see if you can get maybe another ten from the other packs. I want you to go with the team scoping out locations on the far east end where we can make a camp without being seen. Talk to the other Alphas but I think at least thirty should be at that camp,” I said, pointing to the map.

"I know, Jordan. I'm sorry; it left my mind." He lets out an exasperated sigh, and I feel even worse. There's already a lot on his mind, and this isn't reassuring. Old magic protects Luna's temple, preventing any outsider from accessing its location, unless the person is shown the place by a werewolf from Bellpond. It's a place to be kept hidden, since on full moons and on festivals, the packs gather there, most shifting as the moon reaches the peak. If anyone saw them, I know what it means for the packs.

Landon was convinced that something happened to them, but he hadn't seen them in the weeks before they'd disappeared. They'd been slowly going crazy, and pack members had been telling Landon that, but he wasn't convinced. So, kelly and Derulo were traipsing all across the kingdoms to see if they had decided to join the humans. Landon and the other Alphas of the pack forebode interaction with the humans unless strictly necessary, such as for trading purposes. There was too much of a chance that the humans would discover what they really were, and they could risk that. He and Derulo had been at it for nearly a month and they'd found squat.

Vogar was a whole lot and I wasn’t called out for his bullshit. “Ok, Luna,” he mocked before stepping on the gas. After a few hours, we arrived at a mansion that looked like his. If I wasn't mistaken, this was his home. My head snapped as I gazed right at him. “What is this place?” “What does it look like?” “Your home, Vogar. Why are we in your fucking home?” “To plot against my brother of cos. Leo is the Alpha. He has eyes and noses in every part of the pack. You want to meet up with me without Leo getting to find out…. My home is the best spot,” he winked at me.

I'm lead into an office of sort, which room temperature is seemingly colder than down stairs, with all the sweaty, dancing bodies. Landon seems in particular discomfort, as he turns around, his eyes meeting mine. "Althea..." he breathes, and my heart stops momentarily. "How did this happen?" I gesture to his person. He frowns slightly, so creases forming on his forehead. He's the definition of an Alpha now, like he would fit in with the rest of them, even if he is the youngest. "I phased. You were right, I'm better now," he concedes, a smile lighting up with face. I'm struck by his indifference. There is a bitter, sour taste in my mouth. Is he the same Landon, because if not, he's surely not

I am happy that one day, he’ll be the one to rule Alvannia after my father. Valerian wore a long black jacket over a waistcoat that was buttoned down. A black long-sleeved shirt underneath hugged his skin. Unlike the other black parts of the jacket, the top collar, the lapels, his cuffs, the buttons, and the center fronts of the coat were striking gold. His long black hair fell graciously on his shoulders. “Who’s that?” I asked pointing at a man that walked beside my father as he approached us. “Oh, that’s King Iyrick of Meldonis. This year’s ball will be hosted in his palace. I’m guessing he came to personally escort us to his kingdom.” Valerian answered, waving at the unfamiliar old man.

“Uncle Elaron.” The man that Eon called Uncle Elaron accepted his hand with a smile before he pulled three chairs for the men who were all standing behind him. “Lina, Aegaeon, this is Alpha Carlsen, the Alpha of the Spring Hole,” he introduced the man with a brooding look in his eyes. Eon stepped forward and offered his hand for a handshake. “We had already met.” “So I’ve heard,” Alpha Aaron said. “This is Alpha Tomas, the Alpha of the Rising Sun pack.”

an Alpha doctor? “Don’t let it get to you. We’re all adults, and outside the play zone nobody’s going to disrespect you or talk about it.” Lorenzo’s low voice rumbled. “Did you know him?” I didn’t even lift my head. Honestly, I didn’t care that much about the doctor. What was eating me alive was everything that had happened... and what it was going to cost. “Yeah. He was on the list to be the main buyer and distributor for Luna Nera. He owns one of the most important networks of fertility hospitals,” he explained.

Less hostile, more like two people who had things they were working out separately but had found a temporary common ground in the task between them. The results came through slowly. Mineral content first, the biological markers and the root trace comparison against the reference samples. I looked at the reading and my wolf growled low in my chest before I’d finished processing it. “Colt’s clan,” I said. Selene looked at the reading, then at me. “Are you sure?” “The mineral signature matches the territory maps I have from Iron Hollow,” I said. “The root traces confirm it. Someone from Colt’s territory has been walking that road recently.”