Baron Draxum Rottmnt Novels & Stories

Kiran said and Malachi chuckled. We went down to the basement and the men made a circle around me. In a corner stood Marcus next to a table with his equipment already unpacked. A shiver went down my spine at the thought of shifting into a wolf in a few hours. “Levi Sinclair, step forth and be presented,” Richard said. I took a step forward and Kiran moved with me, taking a step forward out of the circle of men. “I, Kiran Sinclair, Alpha of the Southern Alaskan Pack present your future Alpha Zeta, Levi Sinclair, to receive his mark and emerge as a man.” There were nine loud claps in unison.

to rule. You will do the same thing if you wish to take your fathers place Rex, it is magical law that none can rule this place if they are not proven worthy. The first to prove this was a Fae from Valen called Dexus Umbra. He ruled for many years before power and greed poisoned eventually his heart and he started to bring forth ideas of starting to try and claim lands outside of Dracoterrum, if it was not for your great grandfather’s intervention, he may have succeeded in convincing the other lords. He challenged Dexus to a duel, Dexus had become sloppy with each passing year and he lost to him, Dractus Magnus cut him down. He then entered the veil of choosing and was successful. Seeing ho

A battered iron cart rolled around the corner, and Draxen stepped out, his scarred head completely bare and his mismatched armor hanging loosely over his massive frame. "Look at the pretty little omega," Draxen leered, his yellow eyes tracking the sway of Michaels' hips. "Did the supreme leader give you a good breeding before he sent you out to buy your freedom?" "Here is the silver, Draxen," Michaels spat, hurling the heavy satchel at the enforcer's feet. "No formal greeting for an old friend?" "Count the bars and send the confirmation rune to Varek Grimclaw immediately," Michaels demanded, his claws extending slightly as his inner wolf bristled with aggression.

“The township of Scolven is governed by a drakken, he is one the last few that still remain. Being pretty much dead centre in between the borders of the southern imperial side and the northern region ruled by the godking, he has kept his township neutral, not siding with either ruler. He has surprisingly been able to keep his town in one piece, not war-ravaged or sacked by either side and after one hundred years of constant war, the General of the imperials and the godking have built enough respect for him to allow his rule to override their own while their soldiers are inside of his area of control, which is denoted by a set of bright red crystals that unless one is blind to all cannot miss

I assured him. “Again, can’t wait.” He sarcastically said, but I could’ve sworn there was a glint of relief in his eyes. “Enough of this gushy talk, tell me, how do you feel?” “Normal.” “Ok, good start. Come smell me.” Max asked, sticking his neck up for me. I took a whiff, sandalwood, but this time I sneezed at the smell. “Perfect. You're cured for the time being. Now let me go find a way to get rid of these urges for the beast, but not the beast’s sister.” Max began walking out mumbling something along the lines of, “can’t live with um, especially when they don’t let you kill the one thing that could ruin our clan.”

He hadn't been near her in his human state, so they had no idea how he would react. Would his wolf demand to be set free? They'd hoped to have this meeting in a more private setting for this exact reason, but now it was out of their control. Delores opened the door, and the red-haired woman strode in. She came to an abrupt halt when she saw Brodi and Finn standing with her boss. One man had dark, almost black hair and golden eyes unlike anything Liv had ever seen. They were striking. The other man, however, commanded the room. He was huge, towering over both of the other men. He was dressed like most of the locals in a long-sleeve, button down shirt and jeans but the rest of him was anything

But at the moment, I’d much rather be involved with bringing down a werewolf-run drug running operation instead of a vampire-inflicted human homicide bordering pack lands. “Detective Fergeson, it’s nice to meet you. I’m sorry it has to be under these conditions.” I say, turning to shake his hand. “I’m Alpha Scarlett, the Alpha of the Crimson Snow Pack and these,” I point to Bree and Dax, “these are my Gamma and Lead Warrior, Bree and Dax.” Motioning to the others, I tell him, “this is Blake, Serafina, Theo and Conan, four more of my warriors. And this is Tasha and Channing, two of my trackers. Channing is the one who found the deceased.” I hear someone clearing their throat near me. “Oh, for

I couldn’t say if it was because of our first skin contact or simply because I saw him as Axel through and through. “My queen,” he replied, his eyes flashing with lust and pride. I felt them so potently inside me, pushing the thought of Alpha Eckon away and into my chest of full of reserved memories. This dragon king had easily bound our bonds together, just like how the alpha king of the werewolves and lycans tied our souls in the first meeting. “I—I haven’t known your name, milord,” I muttered, dying to know it. “I am Raxelan, the king of the dragons, and your mate.” He puffed up his chest and gave me an arresting smile.

"Mom,but isn't Vador the name of our vampire king?" "Yes,he's the dark lord" "Dark lord,really mom?" Ava asked laughing"I bet you made this story up to scare us." "It's real!, the dark lord is vador" Aaliyah said going to the kitchen "My point is that I want you both to stop fighting everyday, Aiden lost his twin and a bigger part of himself.Who knows maybe you'll realize your twin power soon." "Mom we have no twin power "Emma replied "I haven't even figured out my special ability you know."

Being a Werewolf was worth it in some ways. "We need to get going, breakfast, then fitness and health with Alpha Drake," Jazz chirped, grabbing Juliette's arm. Fitness and health didn't sound like something Juliette was particularly interested in. Nevertheless, Juliette allowed herself to be dragged down to get food. † "I wont talk back again, I swear," Juliette heaved, grabbing the grass in front of her. The ground was cool against her aching cheek and burning body. Alpha Drake, the ruthless wall of muscle knelt beside her, looking down at her with a slim smile. He seemed to be enjoying this.