Dragon And Wolf Novels & Stories

I burst through the tree line into chaos. Six massive creatures prowled through Steele territory. They were not wolves. Not anymore. Cursed beasts twice the size of any natural wolf, with eyes that glowed different colours. Red. Green. Gold. Purple. Each one represented a different bloodline. A different ancient horror bound to flesh and rage. And they were slaughtering my wolves. Bodies littered the ground. Wolves I trained with. Ate with. Lived beside. Now reduced to torn flesh and spilt blood.

He reached out and grabbed Aria's hand and walked inside, dragging her along. Mark let out a loud breath of relief. "Phew! That was close..." Kahlia made a strange rumbling noise as his jaw clenched. He glared at Mark as Mark happily walked up the steps and passed Trent. "You knew this would happen?" Kahlia growled out accusingly. Mark stopped and looked back. "Not quite...but you wolves aren't the only ones with dominant possessive alphas to deal with...and ours..." He indicated inside with his thumb over his shoulder. "Ours is a freaking dragon!"

They greeted once more, their heads lowered at their average height. After shaking me up and making me all dizzy, he drops me on a sofa, taking his seat opposite me. He wipes off the blood on his neck with clothes, his well-sculpted abs coming into view. He was truly astonishing. “Welcome back, princess.” A lady in all white came in, the skull-made staff in her hands. She had white hairs, white eyelids, and white eye strokes, and judging from the combination, her wolf must be white. “The name is…”

Moon said. "Moon, you realize my Wolf is a dark wolf, or Nightmare wolf, right? I can barely control him as it is, you want me to just talk with him, bond with him, and hope he reveals his name, making it easy on me? My Wolf is just as pissed off at me as every other wolf that has a human now. Just because my Wolf and I work together from time to time doesn't mean it's going to work out this time." Rex snorted.

- I don't know why I felt in my heart that my mother wanted to say more than she did. This wasn't the first time in my life, but since my father died this has gotten worse. - Mom? You didn't even seem too shocked by the location of the guy's house! - It's just that you finally have your breakfast Beck! We're leaving in thirty minutes to fix our hair for tonight. My mother didn't like to answer questions. I was used to it enough by then, so I didn't question anything anymore. I didn't question my father's obsession with wolf artifacts and legends, I didn't question why she wore a protective necklace against something that only existed in my books.

If it thought it was me then. "Who am I and what am I?" I asked. " Danae Ravdylon. Bearer of the Ice Dragon." It managed to sound dry even with its kind of voice. I folded my arms and nodded. "So, you're an ice dragon and I carry you. Fair enough." It flapped its wings again. "I am 'THE' Ice Dragon. The only one. The bearers may expire but I live forever. Only I. For another to be born, I have to expire."

Cole growled back. Peter smiled “You just found me out huh? Yep, I’m a wolf too.” He says to us. “How?” Cole asks. “Well, you see my mother was a wolf she was the daughter of an Alpha of the Red River Pack. My father was a Warlock. When my father was 21 and my mother was 18, they had a love affair resulting in my mother getting pregnant. Her family never approved of my father. They didn’t like the fact that he was a Warlock. We were a happy little family until one day by chance my mother found her true mate. She left my father and I to be with him. My father turned cold and started doing dark magic. He wanted to punish my mother, her mate and her family. He killed all of them.” He ends his s

Drake on the other hand became furious. Drakos growled with anger. 'How dare this wolf disrespect our mate' Drakos roared with anger. Drake's eyes become darker, as the man and the dragon agreed to punish this wolf for talking to their mate like this. "How dare you" Drake roared, his voice deeper than usual as Drakos came forward. Christopher flinched and took a couple of steps backward. Cynthia looked in awe. This is the first time she actually saw a dragon protecting a human. She is even more satisfied when Christopher looked scared.

I released a ragged breath, a tear escaping my left eye. "I. Said. Beg for it witch." His eyes reflected a dark shade of red, sending heat signals all over my body. I felt like a werewolf and he was my mate. He is the hunter and I'm the pray. But in the case he is a dragon and I am a witch... what an unlikely alliance we have. He rubbed my clitoris vigorously, his finger moving so fast... from tiny clitoris to the opening of my cunt, causing a higher frequency of lust and pleasure to arise in my body.

After almost a minute, a small green dragon lands gracefully on the grass before hurrying forward. When the new dragon gets inside, I peer out once more to watch the exchange. "Dagahra! Wolves are attacking. We have fled to the sky and have begun to torch the forest, but they don't seem to mind the flames," a feminine voice says, and I realize the green dragon is a female. "My plans have been destroyed! That little water freak was supposed to die," Dagahra roars, and the green dragon flinches. "I suppose we fight. Maybe if we capture the Werewolf King, we can make demands in exchange for his life," Dagahra says after taking a moment to compose himself.