Draculaura X Clawd Novels & Stories

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

“You can’t leave until we know you won’t hurt anyone.” “I’m not going to hurt anyone! Let me go!” As she struggled to escape Laura’s hold, her protests died in her throat as she looked down at her hands. No, not hands, but claws. Long, curved, gleaming in the dim light, were carved into Laura’s arms. Horror slammed into Jackie, and she recoiled. “No, no, no, I, I’m so sorry, I didn’t mean–”

“I will not fall trying to save you. I am here to end you.” Nora grinned. “Try.” With a flick of her wrist, the earth cracked. And the war resumed. From the ridge, Nora’s army charged forward with renewed fury. Witches cast spells that tore the ground, summoned spears of ice and fire. Vampires moved like shadow, fast and deadly, while rogue Lycans howled with bloodlust. But Aurora was faster. She darted into the chaos, fire blooming from her palms. She incinerated one vampire mid-air, then spun to hurl a bolt of flame into a charging Lycan’s chest, sending him crashing back. Around her, her people fought with every ounce of strength they had left.

AZALEA'S POV “That isn’t true. He accepts you, but you need to prove to him that you are his son. You need to win the fight, and I know you can because this is what you were born to do. Deep down, you’ve always known it, and now it’s been confirmed. You are Clayton Beast Draxlar, future King of the Lycans and Prince of Draxlar, realm to the most powerful dragons in the universe. Show him that you are his son and show everyone that you are not to be messed with,” I told him.

I turned to see who had intervened, my heart still racing with fear. Xander's voice, thunderous and commanding, filled the air, cutting through the darkness surrounding me. "Enough!" he growled, his eyes burning with murderous aura. Within a blink of an eye, Xander's claws were digging deep into Clara's throat. She gasped for air that was not forthcoming, her strength diminishing by the second. " Alpha, please-" Lilith's weak voice barely made any difference. Just a minute more and Clara could kiss her life goodbye. Even if that's what I wanted, I would love if I was the one melting the revenge. I clasped my fist tightly, unable to stop Xander.

"I don't know what's going on, but we'll figure it out together." I nodded, feeling a sense of gratitude towards him. Together, we pushed our way through the crowd, trying to see what was causing the commotion. As we got closer to the center of the crowd, I saw a figure standing on the steps of the town hall. It was a woman, and she was shouting something at the top of her lungs. Derek's grip on my arm tightened. "What's going on?" he growled, his voice menacing. The woman turned to us, her eyes wild with excitement. "It's started," she said, her voice barely above a whisper. "The Golden Claw pack is at our borders, and they're demanding to see Ava."

I had unknowingly closed my eyes. But when I opened them, the two alphas were face to face. He was foaming at the mouth as he banged against the glass, ramming it with his whole body as it shook. Dr. Dawson smirked. He taped the glass with a mocking expression. As the specimen had nothing he could think of doing for more intimidation. He started to pace back and forth, staring Dr. Dawson down, growling at him and baring his teeth.

“Along with Rico and Cletisa, my packs are also one of the hundreds of packs in the werewolf realm that got escaped from the Beast Lord’s wrath.” It was at this moment Clark and Dr. Gilbert got out of the room. Clark's expression didn't change as he already knew Laura's presence the second she stepped into the clinic. "Laura? Is that you?" Dr. Gilbert said in surprise. "Gilbert. I'm sorry I didn't recognize you right away." Laura lifted her lips into a smile before she extended her arms towards Dr. Gilbert. “Long time no see." Dr. Gilbert humbly smiled. “Ten years.” Laura breathed out.