Mythical Wolf Dragon Hybrid Novels & Stories

"Yes, Luciana. We're trying to say that you're no longer an ordinary werewolf. But a hybrid. Half werewolf and half witch." Elijah muttered as he nodded his head in quick movements. His uniquely bright hazel-colored eyes immediately looked at me seriously. "But this all sounds so ridiculous, Elijah. I mean, how can a werewolf just turn into a hybrid? As far as I know, hybrids are born only by the combination of two types of immortal beings from the father's genes and also the mother's genes. Then how could I, who was born a werewolf, just turn into a hybrid. Even more so as half werewolf and half witch. How can I understand that? That's ridiculous, Elijah. I'm pretty sure that my wolf soul j

“Beta? I thought those titles were something that only werewolves practiced, not dragons.” “I thought you had met my mother already. I am not just dragon. I am a hybrid dragon and lycan. I practice the same rules as my pack in the mythical lands. Though Luca is not a dragon, I still call him my beta for the mythical lands. I will also name a beta for harmony moon once I take over my grandparents’ pack.”

she said softly while biting her bottom lip. “Why did I get that pain?” “The child is gaining its gifts while inside your womb and you're feeling it because you're the mommy,” she explained compassionately. “Don't allow ANYONE to drink your blood, or they will know,” she warned, and I nodded slowly. “Like Jaxon did?” She smiled at me and then patted my cheek before telling me how happy she was. “So what gifts do druid wolves possess other than a high sex drive?” I asked.

Day after day I watched as it murdered, fought and destoryed any and everything in it's path, the only thing or person that seems capable of controling it is a serum that is injected to make it docile and obey but it doesn't last for very long, it's usually paired with a hybrid guy, I can never remember his name but I would recognize his face anywhere after seeing it so many times, they have done a great many terrible deeds together. They meaning we, where sent togther to a wolves pack to find and capture a she wolf alive and bring her back, there was someone of great importance to the facililty that wanted that particular she wolf to be captured, the hybrid seems to know his way around all

“What are you saying? My…my…my mother is a wolf not a witch so how can she…” “Your mother is a witch and a wolf, she’s an hybrid originated from the great hybrid family….” “What?”

"Hybrid means that you are a combination of two species, you are a half-witch and half-werewolf, this makes you extremely powerful" I cant stop the emotions that wash over me: confusion, fear, shock, awe, awareness, tingling, power, and acceptance.

The guard's nostrils lift into the air, inhaling Selene's scent. "You would do well to keep your hands off Lord Jones's promised!" Veronica warns. The guard looks incredulous. "Yes, he is mated to a wolf. A witch-wolf hybrid, if we are specific. Now allow us to pass." The guard hangs his head and opens the cell door. Huddled in the corner is a large male with a strange aura. He glares at the females. "Vampires." he snarls at Veronica. His eyes shift to Selene and then fall to her slight bump. "A pregnant wolf." The dragon shifter stands, hobbling towards Selene. " You are about four months along if my senses are correct." He kneels at her feet, sniffing her swollen belly. Selene steps back,

She said and he sighed. The Lord's eyes shone as he fisted his huge palm on the rails and sighed. His other side was at peace because it had nothing to do with his mate. Although everyone saw him as the Wolf Alpha no one knew about his inner demons. He was a Hybrid. A rare breed that came from two different species mating together. Although he had been trying hard to put together Beatrice's powers. From what he had seen at the main time she was a witch and a cold-blooded vampire but now he was almost convinced that she was more than that.

I said. He looked at me for a long moment, his amber eyes piercing into my soul. "Perhaps you're right," he said finally, his voice low and gravelly. "But you need to understand that I am not a creature to be tamed. I am dangerous, and I will do whatever it takes to survive." "I understand that," I said. "I know what it's like to be different. In case you didn't notice, I'm a hybrid. I am both a dragon and a werewolf, so I barely belong in either of their worlds."

I always wondered why there are no black wolves in the modern world. More precisely, why I have not yet come across one. After all, my inner beast is a black wolf. And the answer was simple - I'm from another world, the world of magic and sorcery. Also, the gift of fire flows in my veins, and after traveling to the universe of my ancestors, I was finally able to curb it. It was only after visiting the house of my grandparents that I managed to truly learn how to control my flame. Now I will no longer allow you to wipe your feet on me, because my strength is in no way inferior to the strength of any alpha male. The frightened puppy is a thing of the past and, if necessary, I will force everyo