When Two Moguls Meet, Who Rules? Novels & Stories

"Dragons using their wealth to transcend oversight." "We need to block the merger," High Priestess Moira adds. "Set a precedent that economic power has limits within integration." But blocking the merger is complex. Parts of it fall under human jurisdiction. Other parts are technically supernatural. Untangling which authority applies where could take years of legal battles. Dragons planned it that way. Elena realizes she's outmaneuvered. Aria has been polite, cooperative, and playing by the rules. All while positioning dragons to dominate through economic leverage.

" The people from different groups and backgrounds broke out in a cold sweat. They slowly took a few steps back, not wanting to be dragged into the battle. "Mr. Vance and Mr. Gray…" As the atmosphere was getting more and more tense, Logan stepped forward. He glanced at Flint, then turned his gaze toward Ashton. He said, "Since it has come to this, a battle to the death may end with you two losing your lives, which means no one wins. Since you two are roughly equally matched, why don't we decide who gets to be the new ruler of the criminal underworld in Javonbury by using the most ancient method we have here?"

"You want to be the Alpha?" He grinned, his teeth sharp in the dim light. "Not just an Alpha. The Supreme Alpha. And for that, dear cousin," he glared at Richard, "you need to be out of the picture." The tension was electric. The stakes were higher than I could've ever imagined, and I found myself at the heart of a battle centuries in the making. Suddenly, Morana stepped between the two, her eyes burning with intensity. "Enough! Central Park is neutral ground. No blood will be spilled here tonight."

"That's why mom was tensed because either Mat or I will have to take that position." "So, what's the big deal?" "We both don't have royal blood in our veins. Of all the children, once Ben was royal. So, either the royal blood rule the world or a friendly competition is arranged where all the werewolves can participate from all over the world. And then the strongest among all rule the world." "Okay, so you guys won't get any privilege in that competition? "We will. We won't have to pass all the tests except the final battle where one has to fight with his or her competitor in both human and werewolves form."

At last, the head wiseman stepped forward with a heavy breath. "This matter cannot be settled by words. It is clear both sides claim the hybrid. It is also clear that the world is already shaking because of her and we need to divert the people and end this madness." He looked from Haspan to Baron. "So the ancient rule will judge. A war-trial of claim. Baron of RuthValis. Haspan of the Cosmoses House Of Palava. Whoever wins... gains right over the hybrid, Elowyn Froste Of Somberwoke."

Everyone craved to climb higher, to stand above the rest as the supreme authority. Mosby and Thomas were the true focal points of this Grand Medical Summit—the most fiercely contested, heavyweight opponents. This was clear not only to Malcolm but also to Preston and Clifford. Hence, their attention remained fixed on these two throughout the competition. As for Andrew, while Derek, Malcolm, and others acknowledged his skill, they still believed the real battle for supremacy lay between the two experienced seniors—Thomas and Mosby. … "Round five is now starting. Contestants, prepare yourselves!" The host's announcement signaled the start of the new round.

"What do you want?" "Cooperation. Simple, ongoing cooperation between your pack and the Crimson Parliament." Mordaunt stands and moves to the fountain. "The supernatural world runs on alliances. Vampires control politics and law. Werewolves control territory and enforcement. Dragons control economics. We all work together, everyone prospers." "And if we don't cooperate?"

I tell him. Standard rules state that we fight until one of us is unable to continue, either the loser dies, or is knocked unconsious. We do not stop the fight for injury, and forfeiture is not allowed. Since Chad is an alpha (at least for now) if he was to lose the challenge to another male, that male would be able to claim Chad's pack, and take over as alpha. However, as a female, even if i win I will not be able to claim his rank as my prize.

Maureen said and I adjusted so that I could sit beside her and hold her in my arms. “I am all ears,” I said. “Wagner went with me to the throne room some days ago and he said some really weird things to me,” Maureen said. “Things like what?” I asked as my heart started beating faster. Anything that had to do with the twins, especially Wagner, was always scary. “He said that a time will come when I will have to decide between leaving my throne and becoming a mother,” Maureen said but I felt there was something else other than that.

Nik picked up Vladimir's crown and I picked up Sofiya's crown and then placed it on top of their heads after they bowed to us. "I, Nikolai Volkov, Alpha of the Rogue Pack, King of Mozog, announce the new rulers of Mozog," he said, his gravelly voice echoing from the walls. "Price Vladimir Volkov and Princess Sofiya Volkov." Everyone broke into hearty and welcoming claps and cheers. The only thing I could think about was that we were finally going to go home. I couldn’t wait.