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Draco continued his pacing without answering. “Draco!” Mitch growled. “WHAT. IS. IT?” Draco stopped, startled like he was just knowing that Mitch was in the room. He turned and looked at Mitch. “I need a fucking drink.” He muttered and that only alarmed Mitch even more. For one, Draco was always calmheaded and he never cursed, and he never drank any earlier than 11 a.m. “No drinks,” Mitch ordered. Draco sighed and collapsed on a couch. “Are you going to tell me what if=s going on? Or are you going to continue being a trainwreck?”

"Did you say there's a dragon beneath the cave? I thought all the dragons died out thousands of years ago?" "You also thought that unicorns and werewolves were legends until a year ago. Here we are living among you now, so who's to say that dragons aren't real and walking this earth as well. There is a great dragon beneath the cave and his name is Draco. Draco is a great green dragon with hot fire and tough scales. His eyes are yellow and his tongue is red and he wants all the world of men to be dead. The last time he saw a human he burned them alive. I think you should tell him that you are a witch. That should save your life."

Draco was there, sitting on a big rock. He wore a black shirt and jeans that held snugly to his muscular body, with boots that had a couple of tiny grass sticking to the soles. He immediately spotted Kyra, and a smile crossed his face, a ray of sunlight hitting his face in a way that made his brown eyes look golden.

Draco gritted in a low voice. "I would've killed this bitch if she wasn't a princess and for Dexter, I'll deal with him in my way. You do not need to worry about Curtis, Brian, or any motherf*cker who'll come for Fiona or me. I can assure you father, I'll give them the most painful death ever. I ain't the old Draco anymore. This Draco who stood in front of you in all his glory belongs solely to that human girl in my room. If anything happens to her, father. I promise you, I'll set this whole damn world on fire," He menaces.

“You shall pay for that,'' Draco shouted from the far end. He just couldn't let this slide at all, so he wanted to go in full power. Draco's let out his beast form. He began a beast with white features. Ice vapor poured out of his mouth and the entire place turned dark. Zeus became high on alert and was shocked by how the weather suddenly changed in his own realm. Lucas too was shocked, but as expected, he knew Draco was just as powerful as him. A moon appeared in the sky and was having the same symbol as that of which was on Draco's forehead. The tension and temperature dropped suddenly and became chilly.

I say to him while fixing my dress and makeup. I go downstairs all freshened up and see Dracono waiting for me. Dark follows me and introduces Dracono to me. Dracono kisses my hand while measuring my body with his eyes. I tell him it is my pleasure to finally meet the new king of the minotaurs. Dracono is a powerful incubus, with huge black wings, and an extremely powerful body, you can see his enormous muscles through his tight shirt. "I like what I see for sure.", I think.

Draco was not just consumed by resentment—he also possessed two rare Protection Shields. One came from himself, a defense born out of his past experiences, and the other was granted by a spirit who had sacrificed all their remaining fortune to create it for him. Aria hadn't noticed the shield before due to the presence of the Soul Suppression Plaque, but now she paused, observing the faint golden glow that emanated from his resentment. "Were you a soldier before?" she asked. Draco's eyes burned with fury. "So what if I was? They never treated us like humans. They deserve to die! All of them who bullied my daughter should die!" His anger boiled over as the Soul Suppression Plaque gleamed, fee

I sat down on the chair facing the sofa and I let my eyes return to normal. “The moment the King lays eyes on Abigail he’ll want her to bond with Prince Nicu. The strongest dragon in existence is the gray dragon. The silver white dragon is next in line, then comes the violet dragon and so on. Royal Dragons have always been what is known as Russian Violet, the darkest shade. We all know the darker the shade the stronger the dragon.” “A woman born of a man with a strong dragon is desirable but the bond has always been respected.” If we were normal people Sorin would’ve been right, but we weren’t.

Above the collar of his dark dress shirt, I could see tattoos of strange dark runes peaking out along his pale skin. The man beside him had shaggy chocolate brown hair that curled slightly at the ends. A red and plaid shirt stretched tightly over his broad shoulders. I didn’t need to see his face to know who he was. My throat tightened and my heart raced in my chest. What was my boss from Moonlight doing in a dragon’s lair? Lucian let out a low growl and I knew that he was feeling my panic. Drake shifted on the couch, slowly turning to face me. His eyes widened and I looked down at the floor, unable to meet his eyes.

Everyone in Crikeria knows the story of the child who killed the elder draco. One cold winters' night, when the people of the quiet Midland village lay dormant in their beds, the elder draco attacked. Men woke from their slumbers to fight the beast while women hid indoors holding children to their breast. None could kill the giant beast who spat fire, setting the small village aflame, the wooden structures ripe to feed the flames. As the men retreated, a lone girl stood before the beast, wielding her father's sword.