Novel & Cerita Valentino X Alastor

“She's fine... Miss?” “Luna Elena. The Luna of this pack, dear.” Ohhhhh. The wife of the tyrant Alpha, Viktor. I opened my mouth to reply, but my words were cut short when Valen's heavy, woodsy scent finally hit my nostrils. I whipped my head in the direction it was coming from. Valen was completely shirtless, his chest and back dripping with sweat as if he'd just finished a brutal workout. But I didn't even have time to drool over his chiseled abs.

The atmosphere was intimate but heavy, the kind of place meant for deals whispered over wine and perfectly seared steaks. Aldo leaned back in his chair, his sharp suit spotless, his expression unreadable. Across from him sat Leonardo Valentino, the head of the Valentino Syndicate, a man in his sixties with a thick head of silver hair and a smile that didn’t quite reach his eyes. Between them, a bottle of red wine sat untouched, though Mr. Valentino had poured himself a generous glass. “Aldo,” Valentino began, swirling the wine in his glass, “it’s been too long. I must say, it’s good to finally have you here in my city, breaking bread with me.”

He held the other hand still hovering over his face–which she squeezed in response. Stop talking. He gleefully obeyed the voiceless command ringing in his mind and delved with his tongue, tasting Winters, drinking her in again and again. Finally, finally– Alastor was so tempted to mark his mate right there and then but refrained himself at the last second. He didn’t want to do that in a place like this anyways (that has to be special), because here, in this moment… he’s going to savor it. This is enough; this is more than enough... for now because I'm bringing home this woman, my goddess on this night–into my bed, into my life.

He demands respect just with his presence. It will be very complicated situation when he will find his mate. I don't know what will happens when he will find her? Someone death on their meeting seems inevitable. It is how nature works and nobody can deny on that. It will ensure to bring a chaos in the supernatural world and Alfa Re's life. He will be helpless just like others have been. There is not even hope for everything to be fine. Valentina's POV: I am researching on how to prevent what the rogues are planning?

RENZO'S POV The next morning started the same way. I was already downstairs when Don Valetti walked into the hallway. He looked tired, but his voice was steady. “Renzo,” he said. “Same rules today. The condition is non-negotiable for now. Stay close to her.” “Understood, Don,” I answered. “I’ll keep her safe.” He patted my shoulder once. “I know you will. That’s why I chose you.” Valentina came down a few minutes later. She had the same cold look she’d been giving me since the hospital. She didn’t greet me. She just walked past and headed for the door.

He gets out of the car, stands in front of me as I’m driving ahead, and stares at me through my windscreen. My car screeches to a halt inches from him. Heart pounding, slam the door open and step out, fury and a feeling close to excitement burning through me. “What the hell is wrong with you?!” I shout, the cool night air doing nothing to calm the fire in my veins. Valerio stalks toward me, eyes blazing under the streetlights. “You went on a date with him? After what happened in my office yesterday?” His voice is low, rough, possessive. He stops close enough that I can smell his cologne, the same scent that haunted me all day.

Seeing so many wolves filling the vast front yard of the castle, even up to the front of the gate, made my knees feel weak. "Good afternoon, ladies and gentlemen." Alpha Rexton started speaking into the loudspeaker in front of him. "Surely you already know why I gathered you here." Alpha Rexton held my hand tightly behind the pulpit. "The person next to me is called Matilda, she is my mate and will be my partner later." He said again. In front of all the wolves, Alpha Rexton began to bring his face closer. He kissed me for a while and went down to my neck, a small bite he did there and now I was officially his luna.

I'd just have to see if Matteo and Rowan were worth facing them. "Now, tell me about these sexy bosses of yours." I laughed, feeling better and forgetting about the incident with Rafael this morning. I didn't know much about the Valentino men, but I told her all I knew about them anyway. She searched them up and screamed when she saw a picture of them together because apparently, she didn't take a good look at Matteo the other night. "I can't even tell them apart!" "The one on the right is Matteo, the one we saw last night, while the other is Rowan." Rowan was wearing a sexy smile that was meant for the camera while Matteo had a blank and possibly, frustrated look as though he wanted to be a

I was doomed all alone with them. "I'm going to uncover the secret of your filthy blood. I'm going to run experiments on you and I will find a way to finish off what is left of the vampires in the world. Prepare yourself to suffer for eternity because I will never let you go. You are now my lab rat. The key to a powerful weapon! You are the key to the rise of my reign! My toy!" He exclaimed and grabbed me by the neck. He squeezed hard and I could not breathe. I tried to claw at his grip but I could not set myself free.

I huffed, "whatever are his 'Special Needs'." Graham laughed. "You make it sound like he's some kind of psychopath." "He could be," I shrugged. "You're not telling me anything." "Well, for a start," he began, leading me to what I supposed was a dressing room at the back of the bar. "His name's Lorenzo Vitale, and you're only to do whatever he tells you to--" I came to an abrupt halt. "Lorenzo Vitale?" Graham looked at me strangely. "Yes. Self made billionaire, owner of the largest grossing c--"