Yandere Alastor Novels & Stories

Alastor turned away from the windows and leaned against the wall. “She’s MY best friend!” I sucked through my teeth and rolled over onto my stomach burying my face into the bed. “And he’s her mate.” I felt the sting of his rational thinking hit me. “He is your Alpha, after all.” “You are supposed to be on my side, Alastor,” I whined and hit my fists on the bed. “You are supposed to be the beta female of the pack.” I whipped my head up from the bed. His touch had calmed me downstairs, but now he was annoying the fuck out of me. Is it so hard to let me just bitch and get my frustrations out?

“I don’t know what you said to him. Usually, all our conversations end with him telling me how much of an idiot or asshole I am. He’s definitely never apologized before. Thank you for that, Alaia. I didn’t know how much I needed until now.” “Eh, he was furry putty in my hands. It was nothing.” Xander sniffed the air, then looked at me with a raised eyebrow. “Don’t look at me like that! Alastair has this sexy, dominant, alpha male thing going for him. My body knows what it wants,” I ended with a shrug. "Alastair is a mindless, horny animal who can't be trusted around anyone, especially you," Xander grumbled.

‘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.

That would have driven my inner wolf over the edge. The bard looks down at the parchment, then fixes his eyes on me. "Do you, High Alpha Lestat of Moonfang, take this female, Luna Rowan of the Silver Moon, to be your lawfully bound mate, to have and to hold, in times of war and times of peace, in sickness and in full strength, for richer or poorer, keeping your wolf only unto her for as long as your bloodlines shall run?" I open my mouth to speak. "I—" Oh, wait. The pre-mating blood contract!

Blonde,blue eyes, pink plumb lips, he definitely was handsome. "Oh, no I just want to sit alone as you can see, definitely not in the mood to mingle. But it's a pleasure to meet you alpha Dylan," I greeted. "Same, Alpha Avery," I looked at him in appreciation, he was the first alpha to acknowledge me as part of him:An alpha. He was known to be a womanizer and definitely was flawless when it came to his leading skills of course. He was the third ranked Alpha around the world. "So here to make me fall for your charms," I said with a smirk as he looked at me with surprise.

“Stop pretending, Madeline. You were mine since the moment I saw you and we both know it. You are mine in the eyes of the whole pack community and in the eyes of the moon goddess.” I could see that my words didn’t make the impact I hoped for. She stared at me with the look that I could only call a fuck you look. I was getting so frustrated with her that I was too close to tanning her little ass with my palm. She was pushing my buttons materfully, even the ones I wasn’t aware of. I stood up from the coffee table and walked to the table I saw earlier, it had a bottle of whisky in it and I will need it to get through tonight.

Sharp features. I immediately recognised her, the one person I hated more than anything, my high school bully. Returning to Dark Moon territory after two years abroad, Diane Castellan, daughter of Beta Castellan, confirmed fiancée of Alpha-elect Nicholas Crest, arrived this morning ahead of tomorrow's ceremony. I stared at the screen. Fiancée. Nicholas had proposed to Diane. The same Diane who he cheated on me with two days before my mating ceremony. His fiancée. And she was back.

he said. “Really? I didn't know I would be this late.” “And you are drunk,” my stepmother added. I scoffed and relaxed into the chair. “I am aware of that, stepmother. You didn’t have to point it out. I’m pretty sure that’s evident.” She swallowed and clutched my father’s free arm tighter. My father watched me, his eyes roving over my face from head to toe. My father, Alpha Calder, Alpha of the Silver Moon Pack in Orlando was a disciplinarian. But that only applied to me, not to his sweet daughter, Ruby.