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And survived. “Your dragon, little fox,” he rumbled as he stared down at me. “My name is Cyan.” Epic response. We wouldn’t even go into how ridiculously breathy my voice was. “As you wish, my princess,” he murmured, that infuriating smirk ticking his lips upward seconds before they crashed down on mine.

Caroline, a she-wolf who has been considered a monster since she was a child, can she break the tragedy spell and find her MATE?

Miss Daisy had asked the class to paint what we thought our wolf would look like, most of the class had already shifted so had to call on memories of before seeing their wolf which resulted in a lot of arguments but for me it was easy, I thought they’d be a soft grey or creme colored; probably with my purple eyes. Painting made the next hour pass by quickly and in the end my painting of a wolf in the woods was done, wolf looked back at me, grey tipped ears and muzzle the rest was creme colored, their eyes were the same violet purple as my own; I wondered if I was even close to how it would actually look. Sighing I left my painting on the easel to dry as I gathered my stuff, I had about a hou

I called out, I flinched a little when she nuzzled my leg such a good girl crouching down I scooped her in my hands, stroking her lovely brown fur. Navi is a fox but she's just not any feline; she's a cerumen shape shifter; she can take any form of animal, Her kind had gone extinct. She was the last one, she chose me as her keeper and she's currently my best friend and when my wolf was down she was my ride ,she had the ability to understand human language but cannot communicate back. "Navi I need a pretty horse let's go for a ride through the forest after stroking her one last time I stepped back so she could change to my favorite form

Chapter 14. The burning pain below her ribs intensified the moment she stretched her hand and opened her mouth to ask him to wait. She gasped slightly and curved a little, holding her stomach. "Martin," She tried to speak but was unable to. She exhaled, bit her lips, and let out a scream with all her strength before falling to the floor. Martin halted. His heart skipped a beat as he heard her scream. He hesitated for some seconds before he turned. His eyes met Caitlyn writhing in pain on the floor. He hurriedly retraced his steps and squatted in front of her. His heart was racing, and his mind clouded with confusion.

She hissed. “So, if Kira has some sort of power. Does that mean we won't be able to do anything to her?” Asked Declan. Elizabeth cackled, “that's the most absurd thing I have ever heard in my life. Even if she is a direct descendant of the Alpha wolf. The fact remains that no werewolf can have such odd powers unless she got some sort of endowment from the goddess.” Leila snorted, “which is so absurd. Kira is the weakest werewolf I have ever met in my entire life. She doesn't even like to run in the woods. Always complaining about the musty earth and itchy wood leaves.”

Cultivators also had differently colored auras in Kyra's eyes, and they even had more colors than a regular human being would. For example, Mondorra had four different colors in his aura, as did his men Erin and Ketta. However, Erin and Ketta's auras were a lot paler when compared to Mondorra's. Kyra had gone to Wilbur because she realized that Wilbur's aura had up to seven colors! She had never seen anything like that before and had thus thought of a plan to test Wilbur's abilities. Through the tests, Kyra had gotten an answer that undoubtedly confirmed Wilbur's powers.

And the color of my skin never hides when I blush so it's always hard. "What's your name?" Now he stood right beside me leaning on the basin and looking down at me. Okay, how the hell was he this tall? I looked like a minor in front of him. This was so unfair. And not to forget his deep baritone voice. It was so smooth just like butter. Ew Arabella really? "Arabella" I replied. He hummed before folding his hands and damn I almost swooned. I accidentally glanced at the tattoo on the back of his left shoulder. It had wings and it between were two initials.

Stallion replied. "Okay, and what about my uncle, Gabin?" Cobra asked. "We'll work on it. One step at a time. Right now, I need your help." Stallion replied. "What do you want from me?" Cobra asked. "Alas, I need you to get rid of someone. Her name is Queen Scorpion. I want you to eliminate her tonight. I'll send her picture and all the information you need shortly." "Just one girl? Piece of cake." Cobra said.

I stare into space while continuing to recall those hypnotizing gaze luring my soul in the dark pit of his irises. "Leaxandra!" Quinn shakes me hard enough to snap me out of my trance. Huh? "Look at me." He orders firmly, holding my face to him. His aqua gaze held me captive this time as his eyes searches mine. Through the clear waters of his orbs, I was able to see the reflection of mine, but it scared me most when instead of my normal amber eyes, I caught hint of two pairs of glowing scarlet red eyes.