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Alpha Dillion explains. I watch as Travian looks at Alphas Grayston and Quade. I can tell that they are not sure if they want to tell these wolves exactly what kind of dragon Ty, Reyna, and I are. I let Ty know we could trust them and that they would be good allies. “I am a rare black crystalline opal dragon while my friend Reyna is a rare ammolite dragon. Elayni is a hybrid water. She is part water dragon and part mermaid.” Ty states,

I went over and sat in the chair beside the king, "I wanted to know what's different about me now. What will happen to me now that I'm a pink eye dragon?" "There's no need to be concerned. You being a pink eye dragon is a good thing. Dragons with our eyes are incredibly rare. We're only born naturally once in every other generation. And as for what's different about you, you're now much stronger than you were before. For starters, now your eyes and fully awakened, you should be able to use all your innate mana now. All pink eye dragons have 5x the normal amount of innate mana." "Does that mean I'm now capable of using level 10 magic instead of level 8?"

Layana asked quietly, Declan was now shielding her, his comforting scent filling her nose. “It already has,” Kayden said quietly, the four looked up, seeing the huge black dragon Layana had seen in her vision looking down at them, its blazing red gaze glaring at them deeply. “Stay calm…” Kayden whispered. Layana’s heart thrummed loudly as she did her best to stay calm, her eyes homed in on it, seeing the glistening scales move as it opened its mouth, the hugest ball of flame Layana had ever seen erupted from it, coming down towards them faster than the speed of light.

I sat down on the chair facing the sofa and I let my eyes return to normal. “The moment the King lays eyes on Abigail he’ll want her to bond with Prince Nicu. The strongest dragon in existence is the gray dragon. The silver white dragon is next in line, then comes the violet dragon and so on. Royal Dragons have always been what is known as Russian Violet, the darkest shade. We all know the darker the shade the stronger the dragon.” “A woman born of a man with a strong dragon is desirable but the bond has always been respected.” If we were normal people Sorin would’ve been right, but we weren’t.

Trenton asked, taking a few steps back. “Okay, I see your point. While I don’t believe my father would have done that, I will take your word for it. Since you can turn back time, I will want you to show me what really happened back then, but later.” Cyran answered Trenton, as I held my breath to keep myself from throwing up. “First, let’s get rid of that black Dragon Mark.” Trenton waved his hand and a female, about my age stepped forward. She looked tiny and I couldn’t imagine that she was able to contain a Dragon within her. I knew there were female Dragons, but this was the first time I had seen one.

He roared, his eyes flashing silver, and lunged at me. My inner beast surfaced. It was no longer a sleeping thing. It was a dragon waking in a cave. My vision shifted. The world became sharper, the colors more vivid. I felt the heat rising in my blood, a familiar, intoxicating burn. I knew my eyes were glowing. They were not the gold of a wolf. They were the vibrant, terrifying violet of the Royal Lycan line. I caught Drax’s fist in my open palm. The sound of flesh hitting flesh echoed like a gunshot. I twisted his wrist, flipping him over my shoulder. He slammed onto the mat with a bone-shaking thud.

Castus hiss,his voice incredibly low. "That was a long time ago,we don't even know if it's real" "I'm a witch"Castus point at himself for Adir to get the point. "You're not doing me any good right now,I don't want to kill them and...What's that?"Adir bend his head,red lens covering them,Cuss escape castus lip,scenting the well concealed blood "Are we in danger?" ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ Karen and the others gasp when the Dragon eyes opened,he stretch making the table topple over,his grey skin change color into a bluish white brightening the dagger tattoo on his chest.

However, it wasn’t the same as to what I'm seeing now. There was a boy. I can’t recognize his face because of the weird blurry effect of the dream. The only thing I saw clearly were his eyes. His emerald-colored eyes are still engraved in my mind. Even though it’s already been a year since I last dreamt of it, I still can’t forget his eyes. The scenes may be different to what I'm seeing now, but they were both peculiar and still not on earth.

The prince of the rouges growled. Drake was panting, gasping for air. He closes his eyes, feeling the presence of the beating heart. As he opened his eyes, it was blood red. He wore the devil's eye. It was cold, dark, mysterious, and dangerous. The prince of the rouges steps backward, trembling. He didn't try to struggle off the chain; he just wore his dangerous lopsided grin.

Glancing at the Destiny Dragon, he noted its incomplete fifth claw, appearing more like an illusion. "It seems unlikely for it to fully transform unless… I release the seal," Adrian muttered coldly. "Forbidden spell, Requiem Aeternam! Viridis Draco, activate!" With a resounding roar, Adrian's aura surged, his presence commanding. A shockwave obliterated the nearby Blood Specters, and their essence was consumed by the Destiny Dragon. As Adrian slashed out with the Chaos Blade, the air thrummed with energy. A dual-colored blade essence, half black and half white, materialized and swiftly spread, causing the blood-red space to quake. Wherever it passed, Blood Specters dissolved into mist.