Novel & Cerita Drakes Mythology

Drake, the king's special advisor, took his time to wait patiently and wait for what the Alpha had to say. “I need answers, Drake. What is it? Why are rare plagues falling on people? I lost ten pack members last week to an unknown illness," Rayne rambled on in frustration. “We didn't go into a war and neither did they get poisoned, so tell me. What happened?" Rayne explained and took a deep breath in. Drake fell on his knees and closed his eyes, seeking answers from no one but the moon goddess. Drake finally fluttered his eyelids open but the words he uttered next made Rayne subconsciously grip the bed sheets.

So, they kept their discontent hidden, concealing their anger beneath masks of respect and cooperation. Meanwhile, Drake observed the gathered Alphas from a distance, a subtle smirk playing at the corner of his lips. He relished in their discomfort, sensing their unease and their attempts to suppress their true feelings. It reaffirmed his belief that reliance on deities or the supernatural was a weakness, an illusion that distracted from the true essence of power. While Drake's behavior sowed seeds of discontent among the Alphas and everyone present, he was soon forgotten as they stood in awe after the appearance and reassurance from the moon goddess.

'What business you got here? Drake stopped at the edge, hands open to show no threat. 'I come seeking sanctuary, priestess. Name's Drake. Shadowclaw cast me out, but the humans hunt me too. I offer my blade, my strength, for your pack.' His voice was deep, like thunder rolling distant, and it sent a strange warmth through me. That pull again—unnatural, magnetic. Like the eclipse was already linking us. Thorne laughed, stepping between us. 'Sanctuary? For a scarred traitor? Shadowclaw doesn't exile without cause. What'd you do, Drake? Sell out your own to humans for scraps?'

“Yeah, I wanted to talk to you and Luca about this. Ryder you should be able to feel magical interference in the air, but because your powers and abilities are suppressed by the Chains, I would think that is why you weren’t able to.” “What the fuck do you mean, Drake?” “I think magic was being used last night. The question is, who was it. That club was filled with magical beings. It would be hard to pinpoint who it was.” “How is it that you can feel things like that, and I can’t?” Luca asked. “Drake is part god, remember? His dad is Hades, his mother is that bitch Samantha.” “Hell, I forgot! So, why should Ryder be able to feel the energy of a spell or magic being used when I can’t?”

questioned Valaria as her amethyst eyes darted between Drake and Ellie, “Sure, you guys need to know the truth about where we all came from, honestly the whole Pack needs to know, but for now, this trusted circle will do,” explained Drake as he opened the old tome, his eyes glowed as the read the first few enochian symbols, “In the beginning there were the gods, sixteen all powerful beings that created, nurtured and preserved life,” “Wait, so now we are learning about gods?” Stacy remarked as she sent a text message to Amber and Dominic telling them to come as soon as possible,

Even though June also has the dragon mark. Drake watched closely as June was still unconscious. The dark elf powder made him faint and feverish. June looks like she's seen a ghost. Of course, to humans, creatures like them were tantamount to ghosts. In fact, ghosts don't exist. Only limited to human imagination. However, what Drake thought wasn't what June thought of him, but why Drake was so interested in knowing about June other than because he had many relationships with other creatures. What reminds Drake of Anna? When did they make love? Why did the Moon Goddess bless him even though he had become the Dragon King's Mate? Drake had yet to find the answer, until June finally came to her s

Drake has hope in his heart. "Yes, alpha," Millie answered. "She just needs to regain her strength by now..." she paused. "Emily’s soul was in the temple of the moon goddess." "How did you know?" "The prophecy tells." She replied. When the war ended, Drake took care of his son while watching Emily and waiting for her to wake up. That day, rouges and hunters were all dead. Blood was scattered around, but his soldiers and his Beta cleaned up the mess. Bury the dead and remember those who gave their lives.

Beside her stood Drake, the embodiment of untamed power, his eyes burning with a fierce determination that mirrored her own. Their mission was clear: to seek out the elusive Alpheno, a being of immense power and shrouded in mystery, rumored to be hiding within the confines of the Water Nation. Lyca, with her intimate knowledge of the land and its people, served as their guide, while Drake's formidable strength and unwavering loyalty provided a formidable shield against any who dared to stand in their path.

He was born as the prince of his kind. An ancient species of shifters that were believed to be dead. He knew he would take his father’s place as alfa one day but always regretted it. He knew he would have to take a mate and continue the bloodline, but he has met all the females in his clan and none of them connected with him. He grew up as a soldier, to be hard in everything. After his mother died, it was all he had for his father had grown cold to everyone. He continued his duty as alfa and Drake knew it would be him one day. Other shifters knew about them, but none more than their neighbors. The crescent wolf pack. Their territory borders theirs and the wolves always tried for more. Patrol

And of course Drake to make himself look good and probably to make us worship him even more, he gave us part of his personal inheritance, which made him even more famous in our family, making him once again the golden boy who cares about his brothers and whose dumbass older brother is nothing. When the old man died, I got ten percent of the business, Scarlett got thirty percent, and guess who the majority partner is? Drake! He's got sixty percent of the company, he owns the whole damn company! He owns it all. My father was humiliated because of this family. Over thirty years of marriage to this filthy codger who wants me to call her mom and is always on my case about wanting a perfect little