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She said waving her free hand in a come here motion. Lennox: "LYNX WHAT THE HELL ARE YOU DOING? YOU HAVE TO STOP NOW!” Lennox tried again to regain control of the dragon. He didn’t know what was happening all he knew is that someone or something is encouraging his dragon to bring him the blood of the Trifecta Bohoja what ever that was, he wanted Lynx to free him from his prison. Lennox had no idea how the being was able to invade Lynx's subconscious. He had shifted into his dragon form to heal from the wounds those twins gave him. His body was weaken to the point that he needed to shift to heal. But when he shifted he felt the moment the being entered Lynx’s mind and started commanding him t

It growled and I silently prayed it didn't kill me. Until I finally saw it. The Lycan it had blue reddish eyes and was very big compared to the one it just killed. This was definitely a rare breed which I have never heard of. Probably a hybrid of some sort and definitely more dangerous than the Red Lycan that was chasing me earlier. It looked at me silently as if studying me. I was nervous but made sure not to make any movement just to safe myself. And then it clicked, this was the Lycan that saved me.

Yadale questioned her as he took a step towards her while Lynn moved back. "Hey, hey. I come in peace. I am from Moon goddess temple." She explained who smiled. "Don't worry. I don't do killing." "I know." Lynn admitted. She was stalking him from nearly an year. Why? Well...it was a secret. At the same time, a blue colour lightning appeared between the trees and moved towards Lynn. Lynn blinked as it took a form of a wolf who stared at her. The wolf growled looking at his human. "It's her. I told you I see someone before shifted."

Because no one would speak up for an orphan. In the depths of the pain, I whispered Marty's words to myself over and over. You'll pass it. And now even that was being torn out of my hands, one stroke at a time. I was bracing for the tenth when the noise started. A ripple at the back of the crowd. Boots. A wave of people stumbling to get out of someone's way, and a word passing mouth to mouth, fast and stunned. The Prince. The Lycan Prince is here.

I pulled down a heavy tome, the one with the red full moon embossed on the cover, and settled at the small table, dust rising as I opened it. The text was in old script, but I’d studied it enough to read fluently. It spoke of the first Lynix, a silver wolf born under a blood moon, whose power fused packs and birthed legends. Tattoos like mine were described… branches of gold and silver petals blooming across skin when a Lynix completed the marking. But deeper pages hinted at cycles: this wasn’t the first time the prophecy had stirred. It was foretold that another Lynix would rise and be mated to twin Alphas, their union sparking war and unity alike. The sky would darken then too, storms ragi

He began to feed on the essence of other supernatural beings, draining their power, consuming their lives, and evolving beyond anything the world had ever witnessed. No one could stop him. No one—except the first daughter of the Celestial Mother: the wolf named Selene, the Moon Goddess. While the other clans fell easily before the nightwalker’s wrath, Selene did not yield. Again and again, she sent her strongest children to stand against him and one of them was the Luna healer. Years later, another war broke again. But this time, it was the nightwalkers against other clans. The war that followed was merciless. The werewolf clan was almost erased completely until the Stone lineage of the roya

She ended her speech with a sorrowful tone. This time, General Lynx's mouth was left wide open in amusement as he watched Xena talk about this creature. He sat down close to Xena in thoughts, his face was as though he was contemplating a decision in his mind. Later on, he made up his mind to enlighten Xena on a few things. "There's something I want you to know." Lynx stood up, walking back and forth slowly. He thought of the right words to say before continuing with his words.

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?

Devin’s POV I ripped off his neck away from his body, and flung it to the pile of vampire corpses behind me, “Disgusting bunch of waste” I stated with anger, my name is Devin Asgard the most dangerous Lycan Alpha in all the packs, including the werewolves packs, people say am cold blooded, unfeeling, and a lunatic. Am a killing machine without emotion, the fact that I haven’t found my mate also added to my brutality, I have been punished by the moon goddess for over 199years now, I have no hope of finding a mate, am also a hybrid.

I was familiar with nightmares, I had a lot of them when Lea passed away but never had I seen anyone struggle to get away from one with such pain and was barely able to like she did. I had asked Lucas, a young man from the clan to gather every piece of information he could on her since Silas and I were busy. Today we were meeting with another Lycan pack on the west side to suggest an alliance. Silas and I were currently in front of the house of a young Lycan named Kallen, the son of the previous leader of that clan. He was in his late twenties and had a handsome face with a full set of fangs, but what I noticed the most was those red glowing eyes. He was one of the rare lycans who couldn't s