Wendigo Alastor Novels & Stories

My dad and I were there for little to no moral support. Eventually, two wolves who I didn’t know appeared. They looked similar to Alastor. There was a boy and a girl, they looked like they were close to my age. The boy looked almost identical to Alastor. The girl was gorgeous, though, with long raven curls with the tendrils of yellow, teal, purple, blue, orange, red, and green peeking through her hair. She had pale skin and a nose ring. The green eyes they shared were Alastor’s. I assumed they were probably his siblings. The boy came forward; first, an enthusiastic smile was etched across his face. The girl stood behind him with a laptop pressed up to her chest.

I am the chosen one, people look up to me for protection but the white witches guarded me down like their life depended on them. Jake was worse than I thought. He would fight against the other clans and make them his cohorts by force or you die. I heard he wiped off the Wendigo. Wendigos are very powerful creatures with the same strength level as an Alpha Werewolf. Something that makes Wendigos weak is their hunger for human flesh. For vampires with the highest population to wipe off such powerful creatures, they were really strong and waxing daily.

‘A win for you is a win for me,’ Juanzo was saying, ‘We can’t let that blond prick win. ‘Agreed.’ Derith replied. In the next instance, there wasn’t just one Hind, but four. ‘What the fuck?!’ Alastor growled, his head whipping around, trying to keep track of the true Hind as the copies zipped back and forth. In his state of confusion, a puff of fire billowed into his face. Letting out a yelp, he dropped down on his belly and flattened his ears. He cringed as heat seared along his back. Juanzo pinned him by the scruff of his neck before he could recover.

he asked. The alpha gives him a rundown on what has been happening with the Vargas girls killing to him wanting the Baldwin property, by the time he was done, Alpha Gemini was on board with anything that his friend wanted to do “This is fascinating, what is so important about their territory?” he finally asked because he couldn't understand why his friend was so focused on getting this place. “ You know that’s going to be a sticky business,” Alpha Gemini said to his friend. “I know that’s why I'm looking for the warlock that give me that told me about the vision but he is nowhere to be found,” The Alpha says.

Her body shakes violently as she wails into the night. “Katerina, can you try and use your powers to control hers?” “I’ll try Davina.” The field catches fire from the lightning, making our forces scatter and the enemy run away. The lightning is so unpredictable I even see Alastor get hit twice, making him fall to the ground. I can tell we got him good as he limps away towards a witch. I hope it kills him. Rogues are being teleported out of here by witches and warlocks and I am sure Alastor teleported too as I no longer feel his presence. Between Maliyah and I, I know he was injured terribly and it’ll be awhile before he recovers from it if he doesn’t die.

She looks around in search of a way out, I'm not going down, not without a fight. There's a dumpster nearby, she makes her way to it and opens it. Eeeeww! This stinks.At this rate I can't be choosy. She removes two bags of trash, gets in it and covers herself with the trash. The next few seconds and they're there, it's just three of them though. "Where could she have gone?", one asks the rest. "Let's look around, she couldn't have gone far", another replies. Someone is coming close to the dumpster, she feels the trash covering being lifted, "no normal being would be on this, human or strongest witch", she hears him muttering.

Arlo was also the one trusted to provide advice when Viggo ran out of ideas, as he had a few moments ago. Viggo, who had just drunk a glass of vodka, didn't feel the intoxicating effects of the drink at all. Even on the night he slept with Karina, he remembered everything clearly and did it without resistance, even though Karina was partially conscious due to the alcohol she had consumed. As an Alpha, Viggo indeed had a stronger physique than other werewolves. Moreover, Viggo was the Alpha who led the kingdom of Celestria, the largest werewolf nation that had been destroyed 500 years ago in a war against humans.

Normally, it wouldn’t even be possible, so I ask myself, as there is some kind of conspiracy going on, that would have had several packs band together with rogues to bring Alpha Scott down. But who would do something like this? And what do the rogues get by participating? My train of thought is interrupted abruptly when I lift my eyes just in time to see General Alastor winking at me, before he disappears out of the door. My heart does a small backflip, and I giggle to myself before catching myself with a gasp. What is wrong with me? Oh, this is not good. ‘Why?’ my wolf purrs, stretching her paws. ‘He is a hottie, after all.’

Where did that come from? "Our practice is generally limited here, due to the Alpha of the werewolves.", says Rachel leaning closer, in a quiet voice, almost like a whisper. "The most powerful witch in the town is Lord Loucas, he owns the funeral home downtown. He is a bone witch, as most are in his coven. The rest of us are good for fortune telling and some protection spells or jars."

Vaelor said, his voice turning cold and bitter as he looked at the representation of the first Alpha. "It looks like they tried to cut the witches out of the deal to keep the power in the family, and that's when the partnership turned into a parasite," I added, and as I spoke, a section of the floor beneath the carvings began to glow with a deep, liquid light that revealed a perfectly still pool of water caught in a basin of roots.