Drax X Mantis Novels & Stories

“Come back with me. Help me face the Council. Help me fix what I broke. I will stand beside you this time. Not above you. Not in front of you. Beside you. As your mate. As your equal.” Kade moved forward. “And we are supposed to believe you?” Drax lifted his head. His eyes met mine again. “Test me. Push the light through the bond. See if any lie hides inside me.” I raised my hand. Silver light gathered fast in my palm. Brighter than it had ever been. I let it flow into the bond. It poured through the thread like liquid moonlight. Drax gasped. His body jerked but he stayed on his knee. The light showed him everything. Every bruise from the wolves. Every vision from the stones. Every moment I

He then turned to me and asked. “How about you, boy?” I was startled. “Ahmm.. Hawkeye of Dark Knight, 17. Best in operating latest gadgets like surveillance cameras and computers. In charge of infiltrating systems of target enemies. Just call me Miko Chan or better yet, Miko outside. Stargazer’s maintenance leader and Polaris’s waiter. I’m so glad to meet you JD-hyung! Oh, I mean, Black Dragon.” I nervously said offering my hand to him. His smile widens and accepts it.

Her hands were clenched at her sides, her dark red nails trembling faintly as she fought to contain her anger. Opposite her, Dragon leaned casually against an antique wooden desk, his cold gray eyes gleaming with cunning. He wore a black shirt with the top buttons undone, revealing a glimpse of his tattooed chest, and dark trousers complemented by a leather belt with a gleaming silver buckle. His silver watch caught the faint light, and his tousled black hair gave him an air of unrestrained danger. "Enough, Dragon!" Jenny exclaimed, her voice choked as her luminous eyes radiated fury. "Can't you stop your ridiculous games for just one moment?!"

She glided lightly over the ground, her magic both elegant and devastating. On the far flank, Oscar, the second son of the King of Dreadmoor — a mountain of a man — slammed his fists into the ground. The earth split beneath the Dark Knights’ feet, jagged pillars of stone erupting to trap and crush. His dark armour gleamed, his black eyes blazing with controlled rage “Try getting through this, you bastards!” he growled.

As the adversary's powerful aura ripped his body inside out, cracks appeared on his body. He then collapsed to the ground and died. "You are strong..." Dray exhaled a sigh. He was missing half of his body. He knew he would have died if he had a mortal body. No, he had already died. 'I have let you down, Master.'... I could see the impact of the fight between Dray and Axwell's head from afar. Then came the notification. Dray died and was instantly revived because my mana had been reduced by one. It was a good thing I didn't decide to go alone.

Alpha Kael, unable to challenge the new political reality, focused entirely on his own internal stability, relying completely on the man he held captive. Drax's assignment, originally a temporary exile, stretched into a long, quiet victory. His reports, initially curt and purely tactical, had begun to change. He was not only stabilizing the Nexus and training the Serpent-Fang for defense; he was earning their respect. He had neutralized several incursions by rogue, unaffiliated elementalists seeking to test the Seal, making himself utterly invaluable to Kael's pack.

Beta Drax was killed alongside his childhood best friends over a thousand years ago. He was awakened as one of the Supreme Beings to help rule alongside King Aidan and Gamma Ty. He was forced to reject his first mate because it was a forbidden love and then he was assassinated in a coup not knowing his second chance mate was pregnant with his twin boys. He returned to find his second chance mate was mated and married to the mate he rejected years ago. They raised his boys while having kids of their own. He never expected to be still bonded with both mates.

She looked back at me with those dark eyes that had never once in nineteen years pretended not to see something they were seeing. "Mate bonds," I said carefully, "in dragon culture they are not chosen. They are recognized. The dragon part of a person identifies their counterpart and it is" I paused. "It is not a feeling exactly. It is more like a fact. Something that simply is, regardless of whether either person is ready for it or wants it." Lyra was quiet. "And Drex," she said. "His dragon has recognized" "Yes," I said. She looked at the window. "He is two hundred and thirty years old," she said.

Brandon could not bare to see is mate hurt but due to his last reaction, he had to inform him. “Okay. The snake is non venomous but to protect its self and help it hunt it temporally paralyze you. Fortunately since I’m you blood mate I can subdue the pain. But last time I did that, my dragon imprinted therefore building bond between us and to be honest I’m all for it.”

"Life and blood have spilled forth, alpha king. You dare come to my mountain begging for more? Then I'll give you more!" He stepped forward and prepared to morph into his dragon form. I felt his skin trembling as the smoothness slowly changed into rough scales. "Huh! It is funny you mentioned life and blood when you yourself wasted it first!" Alpha Eckon shouted in the middle of King Raxelan's change. "I'm here to avenge my mate and my people! Come at me, dragon bastard. Meet your doom!" A profound growl left King Raxelan and Alpha Eckon's lungs. The earth shook. The wind moaned. This was a cry for battle. A cry filled with hatred and anger. A cry to start all cries.