Dragon Alpha Mga Nobela at Kwento

Draco words were sufficient to anger Argentum , she turned back to him fiercely and question “What did you say Draco?” “You heard me…. I want you out of my first in…….” Draco’s words died in him mouth when Argentum transformed into her teen silver scaled Dragon form…. Argentum Dragon was one of most beautiful Dragon of Dragon realms… her sparkling sliver colored was very eye catching…. since she was Dragon of Thunder… there two thorns on top of her head in shape of thunder lightning……….. “Wowww…………..” a loud gasped was heard among all other trainees who were getting train along with them……

I mumbled to myself “ Some don’t choose to be like that. Alphas have kicked out one of their own if they are a danger to the pack making them a rogue.” Pulling me out of my thought , I didn’t know he heard me “ Are you scared to be out here? You seem distracted?” He asked, crossing his arms against his chest making the muscles on his arms stick out. “ No, I'm not scared.” I groaned. “ sir!!” Yelled a voice that sounded like it was rushing this way

Linking my arm through Jade’s I began pulling her along to follow the boys. “Come on, try to get there before the sun starts coming up.” We met up with the guys, which Kellan had already shifted into a large green Dragon, but while he was magnificent, it wasn’t nearly as impressive as Cyran’s Dragon. Once we were all settled on Kellan’s Dragon, luggage and all, Kellan spread his gigantic wings and flapped them a few times before taking off into the night sky.

Death is his middle name when messed with......... Vladimir Albert Darkclaw, a name that sent shivers down the spines of even the bravest souls. His piercing blue eyes and chiseled features seemed chiseled from the very darkness itself. As the Alpha of the Feral Fury Pack and Lord Marino Jenkins of the underworld Mafia, he ruled with an iron fist, his dominance unchallenged. At the mention of his name even the devil himself gives way for him.

With great care he brought her up to the glossy black and red scales of his chest, where she would be warmest. Alpha King Keegan shifted next, a huge red beast stepping out of the space where Keegan had been standing. He was the largest of all the dragons. Blood red spikes adorned his spine, a huge bone spear tipped his tail, and his crimson belly was scared from battle. Galcalar, the dragon King’s shifted form, snorted a little smoke, clawed the ground and came to sniff the Omega. Ugh, all I can smell is the nightshade and that boorish dog. Galcalar bared his teeth in distaste. Breeth, remind me why we aren’t just biting the heads off these pathetic Alphas’ and taking their packs for ourse

“Have you lost your mind? What made you think that approaching a dragon was a good idea?” Xaden didn’t reply; his eyes remained on his fathers, like a silent challenge. “The dragon was the Alpha King. Xaden wanted to get a closer look,” Harley was the one who interjected. “How is that possible?” the Alpha asked, turning to Harley. “The Alpha King is a wolf.” “Yes,” Damien said from across the room. “He has what’s called the Dragon Stone and—”

He whispered back. Lily and I moved backwards a little and hid behind a car. There was no way I was going to leave him there. We hid behind the car and watched. "You've made a terrible mistake, young man." The leader of the thugs chuckled proudly. "Guys... Teach him a lesson." He commanded to two other men. They approached Drax slowly, and with so much confidence, they couldn't have expected what was coming to them. Drax was clearly bigger than them, and more muscular too. Of course he was... He's an alpha. He's definitely much more stronger than them too. As a human, and most especially as a wolf.

The blow sent Alpha Michael sprawling, momentarily incapacitated. But before Drako could inflict further harm, a sudden intervention occurred. Teresa, his own daughter, appeared with a determined expression. In a swift and surprising move, she lunged at Drako, her wolf form overpowering him. The father-daughter clash unfolded in a whirlwind of fur and fangs. Teresa, driven by an unspoken conflict of loyalty and a desire to protect, fought against her father. In a surprising turn of events, Teresa managed to deliver the decisive blow, biting firmly and deep into his neck, it snapped and echoed through the woods, Drako was Dead, killed by his own daughter.

Rayka Rowenda Yves, a fierce and determined Alpha Female of the Moonshadow Pack, has led her pack with unwavering strength since her husband’s brutal murder by the rival Nightwalker Pack ten years ago. Now, at twenty-nine, Rayka remains scarred by loss but steadfast in her mission to protect her pack and honor her husband's memory.

Mykel’s wolf was silver, a breed of wolf known for their extraordinary gifts. This year was our turn to hold the annual Alpha meeting. Ever since Mykel stepped up and took over from his father, he had avoided each one with the excuse he wasn’t ready. But not this year, had we refused to accommodate it would have been seen as a great disrespect to the surrounding packs as well as those who are coming from further away.