Alpha Dragon Tributes Novels & Stories

It was smaller than the ceremonial hall and the flames blazed warm and bright in the main fireplace beside his chair. Galan had been our alpha for as long as I could remember, long before I was born even. He was an older grey wolf with a medium length beard that matched his greying hair. His face was kind and though he was close to sixty, still held traces of the young man he once was. He stood when he saw me enter, his smile of welcome freezing in place once he saw Kian. I walked up to him and bent my head close to him whispering, “I know we are wary of strangers, but Nick and I encountered him on our hunt today and I think it is important that you hear his story. He and his pack have also

"Elliot, what are you saying?" "Alexios did keep to your wishes to spare Alaska and her daughter of Duncan's sins but he still believed the pack needed to pack for not going against their Alpha when he went into his warlord phase. A loophole Alexios exploited. Alexios has been demanding a set of fifty tributes every three months from the Nightshade. On an ordinary day, that wouldn't have been much of a problem but the war had already left the Nightshade gathering the pieces of their life. Alexios' demands set them on the path to madness. With parents having to give their children out to slavery, people began to see the truth in your son's philosophy. Simply put, they saw Duncan Nightshade fo

A roar shakes the earth, primal and terrifying and beautiful. It's not a helicopter or plane. It's a dragon. An actual dragon, scales gleaming silver in the sunlight, eyes glowing with ancient intelligence. It's magnificent and terrifying, a creature from myths and legends made real. And riding on its back is someone I never expected to see again. Alpha Celeste, the Wolf Council leader who disappeared after the Prometheus Complex attack. She looks exhausted, her clothes torn and dirty, but her eyes burn with determination. "Stand down, abominations," Celeste's voice carries across the distance. "These wolves are under my protection."

said, “Hmm, maybe. But I would still love to make you beg like a dog.” “Watch your tongue!” Dimitri’s voice blasts through the quiet night air, and my head snaps towards him. He was frightening when he was angry, and he looked genuinely mad. After examining Dimitri from head to toe, the red dragon inquired without amusement, “And who might you be?” Beside me, I could feel Dimitri trembling with rage. He was threatened by Dimitri, who had killer eyes and said, “I’m Dimitri Axel Castellan, the blood Alpha, the last remaining Lycan wolf, and the one who will end your life!” There was a roar of laughter. “It makes sense why you appeared so familiar. I’m not afraid of you, Dimitri Castellan. The

“…they have far more power. Despite their limited number.” Danny met my gaze and tiled his head at me. “Do you know the story of Robin Hood?” I furrowed my brow in puzzlement. “Er…yeah?” “Well, the wolves act like Robin Hood. The dragons are like the sheriff of Nottingham. The wolves take from the rich, the dragons, and give to the poor. That’s why my work isn’t always legal.” I inhaled. “Okay. I think I understand. Are you saying the dragons are the bad guys?”

In a world where supernatural species dominate professional sports, werewolf Alpha Jax Cole has built his legacy on strength and loyalty to his pack. When the Monster League drafts dragon Jude Stone, the first of his kind in centuries, old hatreds ignite. What begins as a fierce on-field rivalry quickly turns into a dangerous, magnetic attraction. As Jax and Jude battle centuries of bloodshed and betrayal, stolen moments and raw desire threaten everything they hold dear. With ancient clans watching and their careers on the line, their forbidden love could either heal old wounds or spark a war that destroys them both.In a world where supernatural species dominate professional sports, wer

She is the first tribrid in history. “What is his name?” “Nicolai Petrov, Alpha of Winter’s Moon Pack.” Dakota prints out another blueprint and crumbles it up, chanting again. I don’t really like this plan but Ahsoka is right. I pray to our vampire god, Cian as well as to the wolf goddess, Luna, for our safety.

Not after seeing the pain in her eyes. Around the western border, the homes of the western packs burned. Dax stood with his arms crossed at the edge of the ruined village. Smoke curled up into the sky, wolves knelt in the dirt defeated and terrified. “Mercy,” a young Alpha begged. “We have pups—” Dax turned away. “Take their tributes,” Dax ordered. “But leave them alive.” The elder accompanying him frowned. “You show mercy to rebels!” Dax’s voice turned cold. “Don’t test me.”

Ryder grabs the dagger from Mummo and cuts his hand, letting his blood drip into the goblet as he continues to kneel in front of me. “Thank you, Alpha Ryder. As future Queen of the Bloodwrath Kingdom, Alpha of Wolf Creek, and Luna of Blood Moon, I swear my loyalty to all of you. I swear on my honor to fight for our people as one, I will fight to protect all species in our realm, protecting them from the likes of Dagon and those who wish to destroy our fragile peace with humans. I also swear to do my best to bring back peace and balance between our species, those present and not present, it is our duty to make a better world for our children and the future.”

Vulcan and Anala, who had just arrived, gasped at the tribute given by Radcliff and Newton to the figure of a young boy who had black hair and red eyes. “It’s him, Vulcan!” shouted Anala while gasping. “I, Draco Black, the last Dragon Prince is willing to take your oath of allegiance, the Fire Salamander-incarnate Radcliff. Let's fight to awaken the dragons and protect Magica from harm,” Draco replied with an aura of majesty and graceful charisma.