The Dragon And The Wolf Novels & Stories

The articles the tale of a Powerful Alpha and Luna, Aurora and Lucian Fellows and their one year old baby daughter, of a pack that covered most of South England in the UK, travelling to a pack in the US, were attacked by a group of witches. They were torn apart by them and only identifiable by their DNA. The baby was kidnapped and their was a hunt for her for two months. The baby was rescued by a a group of warrior wolved and then no one knows where she went after that. Reading the narrative, Theon gripped Naomi’s hand. “Holy shit” he said “Um, so I am guessing this is about you Naomi?” he asked more to the group than her directly.

And even after she left, my wolf and I never found peace. I was in the worst kind of position. I was dealing with so many things that I could not handle even if I tried. Everyone told me to just forget about it and move on but that’s not possible when I have a different kind of wolf. That’s right, my wolf is different and maybe that is why I suffer the most. Dragon is not a typical wolf; he is unique and faces challenges that others may not understand. He can not reject his mate, and finding another mate is nearing to impossible. His bizarre uniqueness is what makes him special.

Scotty chucked from the midst of the wolves, and I fought the urge to use him as an example just to whoop his ass in front of everyone. "Let's pair off. We need to trust one another. One lycan with one wolf." When no one moved my wolf began to grow increasingly impatient. "Now." The wolves went into action, while the lycans took their time pairing up with them. Axel stepped in front of me. "They're a little reluctant to listen to anyone else." "I get it," I said, watching them pair up slowly. Some talked crap to the others while the tension began to grow. "There is only one way to kill a dragon, and that's by piercing them in the heart. The easiest way is to use their wing—,"

I ask. He shakes his goliath head. "No, I will share if you are offering. If not, I will be back shortly with my own." "Don't leave me for even a second, dragon. Please join me." If anyone could see us, it would have been the strangest sight. A wolf and dragon sharing a kill. To me, it seemed the most natural thing on earth. Or realm, I guess. We made short work of the doe with Sarn eating the majority after I could no longer stuff myself.

The wolf tried to shake her off but couldn’t, and when she was aiming for his neck, he turned on his back and offered his soft belly for her. The alpha female roared and her jaw opened wide and bit into the wolf’s neck, which whimpered and closed his eyes, surrendering to his fate. But all of our eyes turned to the sky when another roar answered the female and this time it wasn’t a wolf, it was a dragon.

After almost a minute, a small green dragon lands gracefully on the grass before hurrying forward. When the new dragon gets inside, I peer out once more to watch the exchange. "Dagahra! Wolves are attacking. We have fled to the sky and have begun to torch the forest, but they don't seem to mind the flames," a feminine voice says, and I realize the green dragon is a female. "My plans have been destroyed! That little water freak was supposed to die," Dagahra roars, and the green dragon flinches. "I suppose we fight. Maybe if we capture the Werewolf King, we can make demands in exchange for his life," Dagahra says after taking a moment to compose himself.

AUUUUUU. Suddenly, during the little dragon's peaceful day, the figure of a wounded blue wolf appeared in front of the little dragon. The wolf's body was covered in wounds and there was a needle stuck in its left eye. The little dragon didn't really know what was going on, because he had to hear for himself what the blue wolf had to say. The blue wolf respectfully bowed its head to the little dragon, then used telepathy and its voice to tell him what was currently happening outside. "How dare they! Some bandits dared to come and hunt in my territory? How bold!" The little dragon was angry and without saying anything else, immediately disappeared from the spot.

Not even during the fight. Kael noticed it too. His eyes followed the beast carefully. "Why is it protecting you?" "I don't know." The answer frustrated me. Everything frustrated me. Nothing made sense anymore. Kael studied the creature. "It doesn't act like a wild beast." The Dragon Wolf growled softly, almost offended. I blinked then looked between them for a strange moment, they looked like rivals. The thought was ridiculous yet I couldn't shake it. The Dragon Wolf moved closer again, almost pressing against my side. Its golden eyes remained fixed on Kael. Warning. Kael's wolf immediately reacted. His eyes briefly flashed gold. Dangerous. Instinctive. The tension between the two predator

The cold air dances around us, biting skin, freezing breath. Raphael stands tall, hand on his sword. He doesn’t shout. He doesn’t need to. The dragon behind him says everything: we own this place. One dumb wolf steps forward. Curiosity kills. He reaches out and touches the white dragon’s scale. Cold bites his fingers. The dragon turns its head slow. Ice-blue eyes lock on him. No roar. No fire. Just a snort. A cloud of white breath hits the wolf’s chest. Frost spreads fast. Skin goes grey. Eyes freeze wide. The wolf tries to move. Can’t. Every muscle locked in ice.

haven’t even seen his eyes change. I feel the command take over me. I respond, “ I claimed her as a newborn, “Dad shakes his head. “Why wasn’t I informed? Why did you hide this from me? How could I not notice all these years? “ his gaze falls onto Mom. “ some mate you are he scoffs. You would have our daughter lie to me and hide the truth. It bothers me that you didn't share that moment with me. It’s typical of you to be so selfish. Why did I even marry you? “ He snarls at Mom, getting ready to strike her. I shift, but I don’t feel any pain. It was on instinct I jumped in front of Mom, taking the strike from Dad's hand. I’m thrown back, hitting the wall. I began to cry. My wolf was bleeding