Clawdeen X Draculaura Novels & Stories

“Never again.” Lira’s sharp tone cut between us before Damon could snarl back. “Both of you - enough.” Her eyes burned with frustration, but beneath it was fear. “This isn’t just about you or your bond. Moonclaw isn’t reckless. If they’ve moved openly, it means they’re ready. And if Rayna’s power has awakened…” Her gaze flicked to me, uneasy. “They’ll hunt her harder than ever.” The clearing went silent. Only the pounding of my heart, the echo of my wolf’s howl inside me, filled the space.

I’m a raging mess of emotions but he seems pretty unaffected by all of this. He’s Playing his part perfectly. We’re wheeled to the center of the floor, and the musicians begin a slow, haunting melody. We dance. To everyone watching, it probably looks romantic. Touching. The devoted wife supporting her injured husband through a difficult dance. But his hand on my waist grips too tight, fingers pressing hard enough to bruise. My hand on his shoulder digs in with my nails, creating tiny crescents through the fabric. “Who was Lyanna?” I whisper as we turn.

"How would you like to watch your Dracul die!" He dragged me off despite my struggling, his cold laughter combined with my utter helplessness infuriating me. He brought me to the widened throne room. Our eyes met in that instant and Dracul's sanity seemed to switch. The conversation was short and Dracul lunged, but it would seem like I was the contingency plan, I'd switched hands from Ryder to Delan, the more vicious out of the duo and he didn't hesitate to unsheathen his claws and slash lightly across my throat.

Black furs spread all over and then— an earth-shattering howl tore through the air. And the next thing I knew, I was on top of her. Lauren. A howl tore from my chest— raw, primal, unrecognizable. My claws rose— And suddenly, the dungeon door exploded. Figures rushed in, pausing my action. My head snapped at the direction and I stiffened. A pair storm-grey eyes were staring right at me. Lucien… H-he came, but— too late now… He saw me, he saw Dravara…

When the movements inside the castle begins to increase, I look at Drake. “How long until sunset?” I ask him. “Twenty minutes.” I stand and Riley comes to stand beside me. “Is it time?” Riley asks. “Nearly,” I say seeing ten auras race out of the castle. I blast them, hearing their screeches as they turn to dust. “If they didn’t know before, they do now,” Alpha Leonardo says behind us. We hear the ear-piercing screech of a vampire calling to his clan inside the castle, preparing for battle.

The witch on the ground gasps but doesn’t look up. I see Drake's eyes widen a fraction before he schools his face. “I don’t know what you’re talking about.” He lies, terribly. Elara lets her claws extend into the soft skin just below his jaw. “That is the wrong answer.” She growls and lets her aura out. I see when it takes hold of him. He’s fighting it, but he won’t win. Elara hates using her aura, and she’s been holding back all of her frustrations. She now has a target and he’s daring her to unleash on him. He huffs a dark laugh like he isn’t scared. I can’t see her face but I feel the animosity roll through her. “It’s too bad I agree with my mate and you deserve to suffer.” I can smell hi

“I am sorry, My Love.” I try not to look back at her body, but I can’t help it. Large claws emerge from the trees and drag her into the forest. It is the Draaghul Craven Queen Alora was speaking of—the bad omen of the Dark Realm. More evil is coming. I reach for my sword only to find it gone. I never picked it up inside the forest. “Fuck.”

*Lyra* The Running River castle looms ahead, slate stone against the black sky, lights glowing through the windows from the celebration inside. Nearly fifty wolves crouch with me at the edge of the treeline, silver coats shining in the night. Serena has already shifted to human form. She moves silently toward the servants’ entrance. A handful of our allies follow her, carrying satchels of dried wolfsbane leaves. The scent of the toxins drifts faintly in the air, promising the smoke that will soon render everyone inside unconscious.

I felt happiness in my heart but that happiness was short lived when Ava said, “You are not her ex husband, you are nothing like him, you have always given me everything I wanted, so can you please grant me this one more time?” I watched with anticipation for Tristan's answer, “I don't want to involve myself,” Tristan took a step back, and a small smile displayed on Ava's face. “Okay, let's make it even, I, Ava Alexander, lady of the Alexander household challenge you, Luna Aurora Lylah saint, wife of the Lycan King Tristan Rdyer Alexander to a duel,” Ava declared in front of everyone, “Do you agree Luna?” A duel? “I'm sure you know what that means My lady, sorry, I'm sorry, Luna,” Ava smiled

The air crackled with anticipation as the battlefield became our shared hunting ground. Without warning, Zack lunged at me with a lightning-fast speed, his claws extended to rend and tear. Instinctively, I dodged his attack, my agility matching his own. We moved in a deadly dance, our bodies twisting and turning, each strike and parry filled with lethal intent. I swiped at Zack with my powerful claws, but he countered with a swift dodge, retaliating with a series of ferocious bites. The clash of our fangs and the sound of our growls echoed through the night, blending with the wind that whispered through the trees.