Wendigo Alastor Novels & Stories

When I woke up, I was in an underground cell chained with silver, there was no means of escaping. I really wanted to see the face of my kidnapper. Who would dare attack an Alpha werewolf? I tried escaping from the chains, but they would not bulge and I was getting weaker and weaker. It was at that moment that I prayed for a miracle from the Moon Goddess if she would listen to my prayers. It wasn't long before the door rattled, and I was hopeful that it was someone who would rescue me. I thought wrong. It was my mate's Father, the leader of the witches coven. I was surprised to see he was behind my kidnapping.

“Good job princess.” I looked around seeing others walking into the woods. One man, a tall slim man dressed all in a black robe was burning something in the fire. The smell seemed to be white. I don’t know why white was the word that first came to me, maybe pure. I looked up at Nikko, “Is he a witch?” Nikko looked down at me, “a warlock maybe. I don’t think he would take kindly to you calling him a witch.” He arched his brow, “why Samantha are you a witch?”

Author's notes Jaxon is definitely going to turn to a whole different person after he visits the Wendigos. To clear up the confusion, Wendigos in my own context are just like wolves but slightly different in personalities. They suck blood like vampires, cast spells, seduce like the sirens, shift like wolves and manipulates voices in their victim... we're just starting the ride, please vote for my book❤️

I stepped forward, falling to my knees In Front of the witch, “Come with us, please, let us protect you.” “I said no!” She screamed, distancing herself. “We don't have much time!” I screamed in panic. The witch ran off with the sword, and I attempted to run after her with the others. Just then, it wasn't up to five seconds, the Witch's head rolled down to my feet. I was terrified, I looked up, and there Alastor stood, holding the remains of the Witch's body, he had snapped a full-blooded witch into two and thrown her head to my feet.

"You should let me go because my friend already did her part. We had a deal, remember?" "A deal with the devil is not a deal," He chuckled, caressing her face with his dirty hand. She squinted her eyes shut and turned away. "It's a death sentence." "What is wrong with you?" She said, trying to get away from him. He grabbed and pushed her back to the spot she'd been standing. "Gina already did her part so let me go. I need to see my parents." "You talk too much," he carried her as she kicked her legs, trying to be freed but he was too strong.

I sprayed so much perfume around before I opened the door that I doubt she could even make out mine in there. "Uh huh, apparently Alpha Eligor is furious. He's punishing the night patrol by making them figure out how the Rogues got past them before they're allowed to end their shift. Even if it takes days or weeks, they're not allowed to leave until they know." Ana carries on excitedly. "He says they're lucky Abaddon was out with a girl for most of the night, if he'd been in a deep sleep when the rogues got there, he may have been killed."

Silly dragon. I know why the witches want to see me. The disappearance of my wolf is a problem and one I've never heard of before. I'm ready to have some answers, and I run through the forest on four legs following a well-used trail. Nikka told me that Veda and Tyboll's guidance in matters of shifter magic is revered.

Low murmurs ripple through the hall like a rising storm, the weight of unspoken judgments pressing against my chest. The elders, draped in ceremonial robes, move toward the central platform with the solemn grace of those who have seen centuries of bloodshed and hard-won victories. Their faces, etched with wisdom and battle scars, remain unreadable as they take their places. In the middle of a circle of wolves, a frail, trembling figure curls inward, barely clothed, her skin too pale against the flickering torchlight. A vampire—small, human-like, and fragile-looking—yet undeniably dangerous.

I guess. She huffs pulling my hair before glaring at me. " Owie kitten leave me." I whine trying to get my hair out of her wicked fingers. A knock sounds on the door annoying me more than I already am. " Yeah come in." I yell. Basil peeps in giving us a goofy smile. Sagel giggles loudly looking at him making my heart tug. Am I not funny ? " Alpha , I need to talk to you." Basil mutters gesturing towards Sagel.

I asked. "No." She shook her head. "Human. Or at least… not shifted." I hated that answer. Hated it so much I could feel my chest tighten. Then Dawson came jogging up with papers in hand, his breath ragged. He handed me the printed camera stills from the last working feed. I froze the second my eyes landed on them. They wore a black hoodie, mask and had gloved hands. Then Stefan...my Stefan. Limp, unconscious, slung over their shoulder like he weighed nothing.