Wander Over Yonder Lord Dominator Novels & Stories

Two weeks later Damian was riding in the last of the four Grand Wagoneers Ivan had just bought a few months ago. The first and the last car packed four warriors each. Alpha Ivan and Luna Renee occupied the second car with a couple of personal bodyguards in the front, while Gamma Kairon and his mate Scarlett rode with them in the back. The third car had four she-wolves as Luna’s personal entourage, brought with them purely because they were friends with Renee. None of them could stop blabbering about Grandmasters son Hendric; they heard he was, quote, ‘dreamy’ and had high hopes of falling under his b***s if it turned out to be the truth.

The forgotten, primal ancestors of the supernatural world—the Lycan elders who had slept in the dark trenches for millennia—had just woken up. Dominic pulled Clara up, his fingers gripping her waist with a bruising, desperate force as he reached into the sand and picked up the cracked obsidian tablet. He looked down at her, his voice dropping into a lethal, unyielding growl that shook her soul. "We leave for the mainland now," Dominic ordered, his alpha aura expanding to its absolute, cataclysmic limits. "I will call in the entire global army of the Midnight Eclipse. If these monsters want my child, I will turn this ocean into a graveyard of fire."

The heavy log door of the mansion bursts wide open with a single, forceful alpha kick from a giant warrior boot. "Are your dirty paws still standing around here idling inside my dead birth mother's house?" my voice cuts through the room like a freezing north wind as my boots stride straight into the den, surrounded by eight massive, heavily armed Blackwynd dominion warriors whose giant shadows radiate absolute pack danger. "Three dawn moons have fully passed, and your lazy camp hasn't even bothered to pack up a single piece of meat or fur pelt. Clearly, your minds didn't take my pack warning seriously at all!"

It was the confidence booster that I needed. "You remember everything I told you?" He asked and I hummed. "Words." He demanded tilting my head back to look up at him. He was so tall. "Yes, I remember." I breathed out. "Good. You got this, angel." * I had to drive myself to the club, to avoid arousing any suspicion. Albeit I was given a brand new Mercedes with a fake number plate for the night so I wasn't complaining. Apparently my Mini Cooper could be 'traced back' to me. Dominic was going to the extremes to make sure I was protected and he took literally everything into consideration.

"I'm going to let the whole world see who the real master alchemist is." I checked my gear. The vaporizers, the antidote canisters, and a black tactical suit. "After tonight, no one will ever question my skills again." I walked to the door. "Harper," Marcus called out. "Be careful." "I will." I pushed open the door and vanished into the night. Tonight, Silverclaw Tower becomes a slaughterhouse. I will be their savior… Or their executioner. It all depended on whether Liam had enough sense left to admit he was wrong.

She sat down beside me and gave me a wink, making me blush. “Now, Dominion is a naughty little wolf who left home without my knowledge. I want him back here where he is supposed to stay.” She waved her hand and a picture of a Snow White wolf with red eyes hovered above the table. “He isn’t supposed to be there for at least another ten thousand years or more.” “And who is that?” I asked. “And why is it my problem?” “Dominion was the wolf who killed my lover, Nox. For his punishment, he will herald the end of all wolves, and me.” She looked a little sad at that, but accepting of the fate as well.

This was unusual to do in human form, but animalistic traits sometimes get through when shit hits the fan. “Dad?” Then he growled at me, his eyes were completely black. My father’s wolf, Xander, has taken over . I could count on one hand the number of times my father lost control like this. Not even when my sisters went through this did Xander take over, but they were not already in so much pain. I took a few steps back, genuinely afraid. He and I never got along, but the hatred in his growl was something I had never experienced before.

“You still want to take over the world?” “Yes,” I say, leaning back against his supportive arms. “But I’m more concerned with getting you your body back. Domination of the Underworld can wait.” He smirks at me. “Honestly, Juniper, my corporeality is the thing that can wait.” “We’ll do both at once then,” I say, flashing a hand through the air to dismiss the problem. “But…” I bite my lip. “How do you think we go about getting a wish?”

Intrigued by this mysterious girl with silver hair and ember eyes, he resolved to get to know her better. Offering her a ride was his way of extending an olive branch, an invitation into his world. At first, Aqua hesitated, politely declining his offer. But as the heavens opened up and rain began to pour down in torrents, her resolve softened, and she accepted. The moment she climbed into his truck, Damon couldn't help but feel a surge of excitement. The old Chevy pickup may have seen better days, but to Damon, it was more than just a vehicle—it was a symbol of his roots, a connection to his past. He drove it with pride, a tribute to his uncle, who had passed away. His uncle was the only one

He shoves down all the documents on his table and turns away from it. He pulled on a black shirt and walked out of his bedroom, ignoring Cruz who was trying to catch up with him. His hand crossed at his back; he made his way down the spiralling staircase to the fifth floor of the castle. The guards pushed the door open, and he stepped out in a fast stride. The urge to shift surges through him and without waiting to take off his clothes, he starts to shift. Fur replaces skin and large paws thug the dirt's of the earth, standing on all fours, Damian (Lucas’s wolf) howled and charged into the forest.