Chapter 51.

Fenrir POV.

Listening to Dragus, the Dragon King, talking on the phone to Calvin, it takes everything in me to not rip the phone away from him and roar into the receiver.

Dragus is not only the king of the dragons, but he is also one of the best trackers in the world. Dragons can pick up on and track scents hundreds of miles away. Similar to how a shark can detect a single drop of blood in the vast ocean.

Once he has finished the call. He stands turning to face me with a sly smirk on his face. Over grown fucking lizard.

“He will run with her. We need to move now!” I look at him, my eyes narrow I stop him.

“Where is she?” I snarl out as he waves me off nonchalantly. Dragons fear nothing and nobody. I mean, why would they? They are the strongest of all shifters. There is only one he truly fears and unfortunately, I can’t use her to make him yield. He has always had a soft spot for her and if need be, I will gladly use her against him.

“Calm yourself, you overgrown hair ball. Why aren’t y