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he laughed to Yner head of house Gyras. Mare turned her attention back to the opening. The dragon, ferocious marvelous beast that it was, was a lot larger than she had dreamed, looking fierce and angry as its slit-shaped eyes, bright and amber, reflecting the glow of the fires, searched the arena. A snort escaped its nostrils and smoke followed, dark and swirling. Its huge scaly head turned and its right eye stared in Mare’s direction.

“Purple, ladies. It’s purple.” The color of royalty. I swallow nervously at the amethyst bracelet adorned around my wrist. The trinket hanging around my neck is of a black dragon, with small citrine stones for eyes. yet as Maren reaches for the leather strap of my pendant, my hand graps hers gently. “this stays, please.” Maren doesn’t argue, opting instead to brush hair from my face and direct my gaze to the mirror. My mouth falls open on a gasp.

However, its eyes were closed, and it had blazing red hair. The evil spirit was glowing from head to toe as it radiated an unsettling, malevolent aura. “It’s in the middle grade of Yuraeceon Daelm Rankʼs Ninth Tribulation?!” Rebella exclaimed. Truett had his jaw dropped. “That thing is in the middle grade of Yuraeceon Daelm Rankʼs Ninth Tribulation?!” “Run!” Xitlaly shouted at the top of her voice. She summoned her nine cyan dragons to carry everyone except James into the air.

“He wants a woman who can take his power apart. Who isn’t afraid to challenge him. Who can pin him down and take control like it’s hers by right. In the bedroom. Every fucking private corner. And he… lets her.” Something in my chest locked tight. The image hit too fast and felt completely unrealistic as I tried to picture the scenario—Draven Ironclaw, the Red Dragon, on his back, beneath a woman who didn't have to ask. Heat rushed up my neck, and my mouth went dry in an instant. For a second, I seemed to have lost my voice. Bianca was giggling. “What about Mira?” I started, the name coming out thinner than I meant. She sniffled, a smile hanging over her pretty face. “Mira comes closest to wh

It made meeting Thali even more important. "Nice to meet you, Thali." Azalia did her best to make a good impression. She was unable to take her eyes off of Thali as she spoke. The dragony looked even bigger from this close. Her thick skin was a beautiful orange colour while her scales were as red as Melech's eyes. And her eyes, two long slits currently looking right at Azalia, were a stunning yellow. Azalia was in awe of her beauty. Thali was as gorgeous as she was dangerous.

I didn't notice the impact that had on the others, nor the fear that arose from them; I just concentrated on the fact that Nadine looked beautiful naked, with her hands wrapped in shadows and the murderous look in her eyes. Connor got up at once and hugged Nadine; Drago returned to his human form and approached me. “I need you to hold on, buddy,” the dragon said before he charged me, and suddenly we heard Alis scream. “Go away now!” The fairy leader shouted. “More wizards are coming, and we must close the doors. Run for the hillside!” Drago charged me, and I felt my body fade, then I watched as Nadine hurriedly dressed and approached me. She closed her eyes and pulled at the bond that held u

Visions flashed in front of Nya’s eyes as she tried to rectify what she’d been seeing for the last several days with the scene before her now. All along, she’d thought she’d been seeing Slate in his dragon form in chains, but that wasn’t what she’d been seeing at all. It was this other dragon, the one rising up in front of her now. He looked anything but happy as his nostrils began to flare, and it was quite obvious this dragon’s duty was to protect the Heart of Magic, which Nya could no longer see as it was hidden behind the dragon’s large back.

He wasn't fighting back, neither was he resisting and it infuriated me all the more. I slammed into him, grabbed a fistful of his shirt and flung him across the room. I barely registered the shocked faces around. This was between my bastard of a mate and I, and I pretty much didn't give a damn about how much strength I was showcasing. He crashed into a table, breaking it into several pieces. I sifted again, aiming to strike again but something... Someone held my arm. "Danae." Nyxaria called with her voice in deep layers. My dragon stirred and I felt myself starting to slip... Much like... When Adrienne had... My vision sharpened with razor focus and bloodlust.

I rub my cheek along him and a rumble comes from him that sends all sorts of tingles through me. As I turn my head to the other side I see Dragus shifting into his dragon form just as big as Darian's but silver instead of gold, the same piercing eyes looking back at me, he moves slowly towards me just as cautious as Darian, when he reaches me, he does the same as his brother and runs his head along my other side with a rumble of his own. I wrap my body around him as he brings his head back. He gives me a toothy grin that I all but return.

Dracon smiled as he clasped his brothers hand in his “She is a feisty one….She took out Jacobi all by herself…he was one of my best…too bad..” He shrugged as he took a seat near the table. Anatoly sat down as well and looked at his brother “How did she do that?” Dracon smiled as he replied “She is a special wolf…there was a purple mist that forced him to shift and then ended his life…she is a white wolf with golden and purple spirals…they were glowing when she did that..and so were her eyes….but they are different…they glow gold purple and blue all at once…that is odd is it not?”