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But how come it is growing this fast? “Is Hunger’s growth rate normal, dad? The last time I saw him which was only the other day, he was this small!” Cent showed to her father Hunger’s size using her hands – demonstrating the difference. Her question was not answered when Gukasho’s staggering form ensued as he coughed like he was running out of breath. His long and wrinkled finger was pointing at Hunger which was now sitting beside Maleficent. “A-A dragon! No! Black scales with red stripes like flames of the Nether World, there are no other dragon that has this kind of character but one – ”

Trick Inhaling deeply on the cigarette clenched between my lips, I sigh as I let the nicotine wash over me. I'm doing my best not to be high strung, to have this conversation as level-headed as possible, but there's no denying I'm pissed. Squinting against the bright sun, I keep my gaze trained on the exit of the neighborhood gym. A part of me had wanted to go inside and confront him, but I'm old enough to know he may have friends inside that I don't want to tangle with.

"Alpha Derrick, I don't think I can do this any much longer..." Kit, one of the three pups I normally train every evening complains as he tries bringing his chest up from the ground. The three pups have their palms firmly planted on the floor, face facing the earth, and their legs drawn together in a press up position. I tower over them, giving out instructions. At Kit's words, the other two, Jace and Storm, snicker. "You haven't even done up to five, Kit," Jace says.

Mata shouted. "I know! But what am I going to do?!" Mana shouted. "I can't hypnotize him! He's a warlock!" "The lighter!" Mata shouted. "Yes! Lighter!" Mana shouted and took the lighter from his pocket. As soon as he pressed a button, a huge dragon of fire popped up in the air. Mana jumped out and waved the dragon of fire to burn down all the icicles. Suddenly, the shower of icicles stopped. Mata jumped towards Mana and said, "Well done, dickhead! You've made it!"

Everyone was stunned again when they heard that. What did he mean? Herwig did not make any movement. Was he hiding in the pit and pretending to be dead? Herwig's face turned pale when he heard that. He possessed a magical skill called the Turtle Breath Technique. After being defeated, he could activate it to make himself completely breathless, hiding his heartbeat. It was similar to faking death. However, he did not expect Henry to find out about that. "How did you find out?" Herwig stood up tremblingly. He never thought that his first battle after his breakthrough would have such an ending.

My mind starts to wander off as exhaustion creeps over me. Suddenly, the ground beneath us trembles and rumbles—another growth spurt. This time, however, the dragon grows large enough that he easily lifts me with him when he stands. He is the freaking size of an elephant! Blinking in surprise, I look down at him in awe. “You’re not little anymore,” I whisper, holding onto his scales. ‘Oops.’ His voice is hesitant inside my head, almost embarrassed by his sudden and startling size increase. “Don’t worry,” I reassure him, gently patting his back. You didn’t hurt anyone.”

“He got the sample he needed, but I do know he would like your human to stay a little. He is curious about the girl he heard so much about when he was young—the girl he hoped a mate bond could snap into place with. Dragons don’t have the same mate bond as Wolves. “ He laughed a little but did not explain. “Lunch is almost ready; please join us. I personally give your little human permission to smack him. Think of it as training! Smack him in the back of his head or his shoulder every time he acts like an antisocial grey rock with breathing functions. Train the human to behave.” He bowed slightly, and I enjoyed that last part of his sentence too much to try to decipher the previous thing he m

He growled as he kept pushing his fingers into my throat. My eyes were filled with tears that were already flowing freely, coupled with the saliva flowing from my mouth. He pulled his fingers out of my mouth and I coughed repeatedly, gasping for air. “There, you are doing well. I'm training you to be able to take this massive cock down your stomach.” He said, as he slapped his cock on my cheek. I shuddered when something light wriggled itself into my ear and at the same time my nose. “Ahh, what is that?” I asked helplessly.

“Up, Violet.” “I hate training.” “And training hates you,” he said, lifting me effortlessly. “Which is why you need more.” “DAX, PLEASE, MERCY...” “Again.” The dummy rose and I screamed while the boys laughed. Blue, that traitor of a dragon’s cheered from the corner with a little roar but I was already seeing stars, "Dax… enough for today," I gasped, dodging the demon dummy by an inch. "I’ll... I’ll kiss you if you just stop this. I’m hungry, you sadist!"

Riven's cold, aloof voice sounded across the table. "Can you not be so aggressive with your words?" Everyone at the table was shocked. After all, nobody had ever dared to talk to me that way ever before, not even my family members. Dad slammed his hand on the table and jumped to his feet, his face red with anger. "Tracy Ashford! Look at how much you've spoiled him! I've never ever seen an incubus speak to his master like that!" On the contrary, I wasn't mad at all. I just looked at Riven thoughtfully.