Alpha Dragon Tributes Novels & Stories

Then I demanded, "Can you explain to me? Everything what happened?" He looked at Dante and Limuel; the two of his trusted companions. They are both rogues but Dante and Limuel come from different packs, Alex is the only one who comes from Dark Furious and so does Olivia. He cocked his head on the throne. It's just like Ross's packhouse, with a throne, proof that he's an Alpha. "Why don't you try the throne that is meant for you first? No one dares to sit there." My lips parted, pointed to myself. "For me?"

Alexander lied to me, and betrayed me. Alexander and Vienna, they both used me to be sacrificed in the dragon bride ritual. Which should be, omegas who have not found their mate should be sacrificed in the ritual of giving a bride to the dragon. And me, I myself have found my own mate, since I was seventeen years old, and he is Alexander, the Alpha of The Moon Stone Pack. And at the age of twenty-one, I continued to hold on, in the hope that one day Alexander would recognize me as his mate. Ending in betrayal "I can't cry, and just accept this." Quickly, I wiped my face that still felt moist, due to the tears that had already stopped flowing.

I nodded, "She's my mate, her loyalty should be towards me." I heard Luke smile, "I know you still love her, Alpha. So you should give the order to bring her back." "That would be offensive to my late father," I said without hesitation. I was the Alpha of Blue Thunder. I had an obligation to more than just my mate. I had to carry the will of an ancestors, I couldn't take back a traitor. No matter who it was. "Yes, you're right, my Alpha. But you can decide to spare Anna after punishing the main traitors who happen to be her parents."

The crown upon his head is a dark, jagged metal that looks like metal dragon claws curled around his temples. But it’s his eyes that unsettle me the most as I approach closer. They are not human. Not entirely. They are slitted like a dragon’s, watching me with a burning curiosity that makes my skin prickle with heat. I will not let him see my fear. The soldier shoves me down on my knees before him. “Before you is Dahlia Rhadaya Balerion,” the soldier announces. “Dethroned princess of Velmira, offered as your Queen tribute.”

I had ordered the tribrid alpha to stay still. And he'd obeyed. "No, please, no," I choked out, my body trembling as I lifted the knife high above my head. Daxton smiled at me, gazing deep into my eyes. But there were tears now running down his cheeks. It was as though he knew that this was the end...his end. Just like the curse sealed in our bond...it felt like a prophecy about to come through. I begged him with my eyes. I begged him to fight back. If he attempted to move, he could do it. He could break my compulsion. Fucking hell, he was the tribrid alpha. He could do anything. But he didn't move.

Prologue Once known as Levy, a normal human being, an unexpected encounter with a dragon forever changed her life during a sudden attack by Jeffery, her cousin Alice's vengeful ex-mate. This chance meeting with the dragon prompted a transformation, not just of her name, but of her very existence. On the advice of the Dragon Shrine Priest, who received a divine message from the dragon goddess, Levy became Lavina, a name she carried even in the human realm, as a symbol of her new identity linked to the great healer dragon.

The guy standing in front of him was not a caring lover, but an alpha who has been betrayed. "Good, I would have strangled you to death, but I need answers," the alpha spat with no remorse. His heart clenched at the venomous look that he was receiving from the very person who not even two days ago had stared at him with adoration. He wished that he had his wolf at times like this. He kept up his futile struggle, a dire and desperate attempt to escape from his clutches. The corners of his eyes pricked with tears. Drake's face remained stoic. But even if he had his wolf, would he be able to attack this guy? After all, he was an omega. Drake leaned closer, his fiery breath fanned his face. He l

I swear there was something wrong with her. I jumped off the now broken desk and landed in front of the boys. I could have sworn I saw them crying, or was it just my imagination. The whole thing was ironic though. Imagine seeing two boys crying because of a white wolf that normally looked adorable. Alana cackled evilly at the situation. "Please don't eat us. We won't try to fight again. I forgive him and he forgives me. I promise that we will live in peace and harmony from now. We won't-" I cut off the blonde guy's rant with a growl.

"Please, Goddess, I beg you. Spare her and take me." I felt the weight of her hand on my head. "I am Angelos, daughter of Hera. You sacrificed much, dragon. You stayed with your bride when I thought you would chase your friend and kill him. Your greatest treasure has long been your pride, but you gave it up for her." I looked up, tears clouding my eyes. I couldn't stop them. Dragons did cry. She gave me a soft smile. "To be reborn we must die first. Look behind you, dragon."

My wolves were already moving through the paralyzed ranks, stripping the invaders of their weapons and silver armor. "What do we do with the captured units, Alpha?" my lead beta warrior asked, bowing his head so low his forehead nearly touched the blood-slicked stones. The entire pack was looking at me now, not just with loyalty, but with a terrifying, religious awe. They had seen their Alpha survive a flatline and stand tall under a cloud of electric gold dragon wings.