Dragon Alpha 소설 & 이야기

He reached out and grabbed Aria's hand and walked inside, dragging her along. Mark let out a loud breath of relief. "Phew! That was close..." Kahlia made a strange rumbling noise as his jaw clenched. He glared at Mark as Mark happily walked up the steps and passed Trent. "You knew this would happen?" Kahlia growled out accusingly. Mark stopped and looked back. "Not quite...but you wolves aren't the only ones with dominant possessive alphas to deal with...and ours..." He indicated inside with his thumb over his shoulder. "Ours is a freaking dragon!"

ALPHA MAX CHAPTER 19: "What are you doing here in my territory?" Max snarled at the rogue, he was pissed that the rogues across his pack, the strongest pack in America as well the Blood Stone Pack. "I didn't know that it was the Dark Knights pack." He silently said, he was hiding something and Max was determined to know that. "Bring my tools, I hate liars." He growled and grabbed his least harmful tool which is the whip without the spark.

I ask Fenian. “All the females have shifted and of the seven male dragons, Drake was the third to shift. So, that leaves four, plus Ancalagon.” “He’s younger than they are, but he’s the Alpha, and he’s not that much younger. He’ll be shifting soon.” “You’re worried that his shift will be the event that snaps his humanity,” Fenian says. “Yes, with Avani gone I’m not sure what would happen if he becomes uncontrollable.” “Ancalagon would be no match for the original elemental dragons. Add to that, I have my father’s Alpha aura as well, and we would find a way to contain Ancalagon, you don’t need to worry about that, Everett,” Kenna says walking into the hospital.

His wolf, as dark as night itself, was a shadow among shadows, capable of blending into the darkness without a trace. Damian Slovan Sletherion from the Ironclad Pack stood like a giant, his muscular frame towering over most. His short, dark brown hair and stern expression only enhanced his reputation as one of the most powerful alphas, his pack renowned for their unmatched strength and combat prowess. Damian's wolf was a massive, iron-gray beast with a thick, imposing build that could crush opponents with brute force.

It bore the same design I saw when I walked in: two crossed swords behind a wolf’s head and overhead a hurricane. “This must be Stormhold’s alpha.” Dex noted. I nodded at his statement as it pointed to only one thing and which was this alpha. “My name is Drakken and I am the alpha of Stormhold,” he said as he took his seat. “I know we bear grudges against each other as we are power houses in this region, but this is a meeting to settle those differences.” I looked at the other men as they moved towards the table, everyone for themselves as their betas or Lunas held in to them, taking the seats they had chosen.

I could feel my wolf wanting to rip him apart, I knew if I did, it would cause bigger problems. "Alpha Draven, we do not need a show from you. While your mate may be pretty and a good fuck, we are only interested in the real she-wolf who has real abilities. Anyway, with her history of being a whore, it's probably best for you to keep her under lock and key, maybe back in your prison would be good?" Alpha Ariston smiled evilly, before looking at Aura and licking his lips. "When you tire of her, perhaps I would be interested in taking a turn," he sneered.

I pulled her closer, urging her to sit on my lap, wanting to provide comfort and reassurance in the face of her pain. As she settled onto my lap, I gingerly ran my hands along her arms and legs, my fingertips tracing the length of her delicate skin. There, on her arm and legs, I discovered the evidence of Lenora's aggression—a series of angry scratches that marred Eden's pristine flesh. Fury ignited within me like a raging inferno, fueled by the protective instinct of an alpha defending his mate.

Even back then, I had always been careful with Dan as I knew he had the personality of a snake and was capable of betraying me, most especially because he was in love with my Luna. Beside Dan stood a stern looking she-wolf called Lucia, she was Dan's mate who he neglected due to his love for Brianne. People believe that's the reason behind Lucia's angry looks but I didn't think so. To me, Lucia was a reserved wolf who loved her space and enjoyed her privacy. She cared for Dan and was usually sad and angry about his disinterest in her but she wasn't a bitter person. Deep down i knew she had a heart of gold. Standing like a rock behind the couple was Killian, my pack's warrior and the only Gam

Not easily derailed rouge jumped up that when he let his reserves about his abilities go, well to at least save him from the pending paperwork. Using his fire element favorite origin, rage. With its fur lit in orange ambers, the persistent flame continued to dig until it howled in pain and the scent of burnt hair followed the dog. He released flame to destroy the bustard and for some reason the dragon joined voluntarily burning it, to a crisp. The dog might have ruined a moment or worse severed the growing attraction which could be a twisted form of beastiality, right? It is a shifter there must be a human in there, at least he hopes.