The Druid Jeff Wheeler Novels & Stories

"But she wouldn't. She protected you. She and my stupid idiot of a brother. They put me in shackles. Laughed at me. Taunted me." "So you ordered the daughter to kill the mother. Did you think that would endear the child to you? Make her into a puppet you could use? Turn her into a knife to cut down your enemies?" Drace asked. For a dragon, her voice was icy. I felt the chill of her words and tone against my skin and shivered. "It should have worked! Everyone in that stupid village worships me. I am the greatest druid this century has ever seen. I'm greater than even Merlin, that doddering old fool."

"I am nobody. I am Elara. I am wolfless. My Alpha rejected me." Drax let out a dark, humorless laugh. It was a terrifying sound, but it wasn't directed at me. He looked toward the direction of Silver Creek, his eyes narrowing into slits of pure malice. He reached into his coat and pulled out a thick blanket made of heavy wool. He wrapped it around my shivering shoulders, tucking the ends in to trap the heat. "Wolfless?" he repeated, shaking his head. "Is that what those fools told you? That you were empty?"

he said with hesitation. Surprised by the Alpha having a druid wolf since most druids were banned by the Moon Council due to their mystical qualities, I pinched my mouth. “Druid wolves are banned, Austin. How does your dad have one staying at his home?” Growing uncomfortable, his eyes darted away from me as he sat down on the couch and exhaled. Peering over at me, he sighed and said, “Can I trust you, Eva? I mean with something that absolutely no one can know?”

Blake nodded that would explain the shock last night somewhat. "Like I told you once already I have vioatale moods when I am extermely aroused but also when I am very mad. My druidry goes beyond just the capablity that those who are not born into would be allowed. I am a Gendopagan, or master druid, if I so chose. My clan as it runs now are all pure. Shelly, Sasha, and Carson we drink blood and even though we don't need the sexually pleasure I chose to because to me it makes the blood sweeter."

The Dark Elves were expelled from modern human life after the last war. June fell unconscious just after Altair left. Drake caught June's body and at the same time, Drake realized that right in the middle of June's forehead was a crescent moon mark. It was a sign that June had been blessed by the moon goddess to become the true mate of an alpha werewolf. How could it be? This must be a mistake. However, the sign of the crescent moon was clearly visible now. Drake didn't understand why he couldn't see it before.

When they flared open again, they burned brighter. “A wolf shifter,” it murmured — or rather, the voices murmured together. “An alpha.” I clenched my fists until my nails cut into my palms. “Not yet,” I answered, bitterness roughening my tone. “I lead my people, but I will only claim my father’s title when I can protect them.” The creature’s laughter was a needle in the spine, high, soft, and entirely wrong. “How quaint,” it said, amused in a way that made my teeth grind. “Well, it matters not. You seek the druids, you say?”

December 8, 2050 - CREF, Wolfe Creek Crater, Western Australia Dr. Jhero is now keeping an eye on me and is watching my moves. I don't know how to feel about that. And after knowing that he's now keeping an eye on me just because of our heated conversation on our first day here, his presence that gives me the feeling that something is off only intensifies, not just that, I now feel that something is up with him.

Valaria asked, her own dominant vibes flooded the room letting Ellie know who was in charge, “Well, sweet Panther, I know because it is my job to know,” The gathered members shared a look of confusion all that is except Drake, “She is a Watcher,” Drake added to the conversation, not really adding an explanation to how he knew or what a Watcher actually is, “And what pray tell is a watcher?” Valaria questioned the Dragon-shifter sitting beside her, Drake raised an eyebrow, “The council never told you? A royal without the basic knowledge of the thirteen is like a chef without knowledge of seasoning,”

Why was he suddenly coming to Avesburgh? "Does he have something urgent to attend to?" Jordan shook his head. "I don't know the details yet—it'll have to wait until he arrives. He's promised to take a look at Mr. Summers Senior, though." Even someone of Xena's temperament couldn't suppress her agitation when she heard that. Wesley was ranked fifth among the top ten healers of Dragonia and a much better doctor than Xander. "Joe, I… I really don't know how I can thank you for this," she said.

I'm worried about the child I haven't conceived yet. "As you know, the Druit Guard is not a normal pack. They are more like the werewolf police force than a normal pack. They technically are the largest pack in the US. Gideon has satellite packs in every state. His Delta Force runs them. A group of Delta wolves that report directly to him. Any wolf can apply to join the Druit Guard no matter what pack they are born in. They have to interview and try out. All training is done at the main pack. Gideon is essential to the safety and security of all werewolves, and so is his heir. I am worried you could be a target."