Unordinary Arlo Novels & Stories

Making sure monsters weren’t creeping through the trees toward us. “I’ll see you in the morning,” Arlo said as he fastened the worn leather strap that held his knife in place. “Alright,” I replied softly. He paused, one hand on the door latch, and looked back at me. “Don’t get the door for anyone.” “I know.” Arlo tilted his head slightly, studying me. “If something goes wrong,” he said slowly, “what would you do?” I answered immediately. “Go down to the cellar. Hide and don’t make a sound.”

I said to Ingrid, looking at her, and she frowned at me. "The guys in the security footage you gave me are rogues," I said, and she frowned. "What does that mean?" she asked me. "It means they do not belong to a pack and cannot be traced," I said and she frowned. I knew she did not understand our system so I decided to explain it to her.

"Tell me, Mr. Charles, how did you assist Madam Hyacinth with the security lines and cameras back in Finland?" "Actually, the store where we bought the security cameras and the house alarm was located near the town. It’s called Azro. They offer high-end technology at affordable prices. I let Hyacinth set all the passcodes for her house. I did tell her that the cameras and alarms should be on a separate network, but she said she couldn’t afford another," he explained.

Grabbing it, he turns around and heads back down the hallway. Looking at the phone I see there is a notification from the surveillance camera we rigged outside the house where his mate disappeared. We hid it well, and during these weeks, there have only been a few notifications. A rogue who passed by and some animals that crossed outside on the lawn, nothing that brought us any closer in the lead to finding her. Aron hasn't been easy to handle these weeks. More than once Alora has been forced to give him something to calm him down, or I'm not sure this place would still be standing. Not to mention anyone getting in his way when he is that way.

The locks take less time than the cameras. Cold unit A103 is exactly where she said. I pocket three vials of Type II sedative, and on my way past the cabinet from this afternoon, I open the box I'd placed up there earlier. Suppression collars. I pick out four in colors I like and put them in my jacket. The cameras come back online the moment I'm clear of the building. I climb the exterior wall to the second floor and knock on Arlo's window. He slides it open, takes one look at my expression, and exhales.

Now I remember, this is the guestroom of my best friend’s house. "cock a doodle doo~ cock a doodle doo~" I looked at the side and saw the cause of the rooster noise. It was just an alarm clock, for real I don't know why my best friend’s guestroom alarm clock is a rooster. Hold on a second, why am I here in the first place? What happened exactly? Also, my head is hurting nonstop, did I drink? Wait, I think I'm going to throw up ughh.

“Awwwnn, thanks so much. I will freshen up and come out” “Okay” Ryan kissed her on the forehead and left the room. Aurora sighed, none of her family members even called to wish her a happy birthday. Not like they ever did it but she kind of expected it every year but it was always the same. Just as she wanted to climb out of bed, her phone rang and it was a video call from Malcolm. Smiling, she pressed the receive button and smiled at him. “Good morning” “Good morning princess” Malcolm looked like he just finished his workout and beads were dripping down his body, she couldn’t lie he

I muttered to myself worriedly. I stopped and checked my phone as instructed, and I was surprised to see a video of Arlo punching two men as though he wanted them dead. Never in my entire existence had I ever seen anyone so violent before and even watching it scared the life out of me. When my phone rang again, I jumped in shock, but it was just Eudora calling back. “Have you seen the video?” Eudora asked. “Yes…yes…I have,” I stuttered. “This is bad, Aurora,” Eudora said.

Across the city, at that exact hour, a low‑priority alert pinged in the Institute’s security log: **UNUSUAL ACTIVITY – SOUTH RESIDENTIAL ROUTE CAM 3–B – REPEAT PATTERN FLAGGED. The junior tech on duty frowned at it, marked it for morning review, and went back to checking the more urgent feeds. The system had noticed something. No one had corrected it. Yet.

With Arlo by her side, she felt invincible, ready to embrace whatever came next in their journey of love. The morning light streamed through the curtains, casting a warm glow in the bedroom as Arlo stirred awake. He blinked a few times, trying to shake off the remnants of sleep. As he turned to his side, a sense of unease washed over him. His eyes fell on Lune, still asleep beside him, but something wasn’t right.