Wolf Dragon Novels & Stories

Another guy stood up, "I'm Ralph Bensen, a member of the beta hounds pack too. I like trekking. If you like to go trekking sometime, I'm pleased to help you." Lucian hit on Ralph's shoulder and made him sit in his place. "I'm Jacob Elrod, member of stealth Mane pack." "I'm Teo, a human." looked at the guys beside him and made a smile at me. "I'm Rudina Hart, alpha female of a howling jaws pack. Nice to meet you, Ms Hopper." Why are there so many werewolves in this class than humans? I saw the guy who helped me from the bus terminal to the school. The talkative guy? He's in this class too?

Fly? What the hell? He tried to recognize the smell, as it was familiar to Maverick, Scarlett’s mate. He knew that something was off from the moment he picked up Maverick’s scent. Maverick was a Pterolycus, a werewolf with wings. Not just that the Pterolycus was also a creature of the 4 seasons (Summer, Winter, Autumn, and Spring) and 4 elements (Water, Earth, Fire, and Air) and could possess multiple abilities regarding these seasons and elements.

I used the Right of the Wolf,” Anar says in a hoarse voice. “Before Mother Moon, called by people and nonhumans Selena, Mene, Diana and a hundred other names, the son of a cursed family, with the name Arnar bestowed by you, demands the Right of the Wolf,” Lily said without hesitation. Wake her up at night and she won't remember her name, but the phrase is deeply rooted. The words, whispered at the edge of hearing, made Leo laugh out loud. - Seriously? he says through laughter. “God,” Valeria says under her breath.

I focus a bit more and notice that one of the wolves is Sylas; he has to be fighting Laslo. Sylas is a huge gray wolf, bigger than Laslo’s white wolf. Laslo’s wolf is swiping at Sylas, and his claws connect here and there. Sylas twists his body and kicks Laslo’s wolf, sending it flying into a tree. Laslo’s wolf lays at the base of the tree, sprawled out. Sylas marches to the tree base and hovers over Laslo’s wolf, snarling and biting. His jaw reaches over and grabs at the white wolf’s neck.

Lily ran to where Elias called out, then helped him up. The blood continued to flow like that, and Elias' voice whispered, "I'm fine." “You… are you okay like this?” Lily's tears flowed endlessly, she was afraid that Elias would die from blood loss. The wolf saw the enemy's blood with more and more hatred and the werewolf's blood motivated him to want to kill and eat the opponent. He lunged forward, knocking Lily aside, raising his claws and stabbing Elias in the chest. “Hands off!” The wolf king appeared out of nowhere but turned into a huge wolf, almost twice the size of Douglas. Wolfgang brushed Douglas' long, sharp-clawed arm aside and flung him into the air.

Honestly, it was a hilarious situation, but I was not going to let these to know this. “Oh, for fucks sake. The giant ass white tiger is Phantom, the equally giant black panther and jaguar are Jaeyde and Topaz. The freakishly large black wolf is Obsidian while the other wolf that we can only describe as a burning flame is Eymbyr. You two are so fucking terrible at explaining shit.” Chris told us. "And your point? This is why we keep you around. Plus, you like explaining shit." Mykynzye snarked.

Verina’s wolves fanned out on either side of her, all of them large, dark, with glowing red eyes, crouching down, ready to hurl themselves at my pack. My wolves were equally prepared, stooping low, finding their centers of gravity so they could launch off of the ground and meet any attack midair. Or be the first to strike.

I was still to slay the beast. I took a few steps back, the reality of it all beginning to dawn on me. Deep down, I had secretly wished it would show someone else. I swallowed hard and said, “What is a Clabawaki?” Sweedledoo replied in a breezy voice, “Oh that’s easy, it’s a cross between a komodo dragon and a rhino, oh and it can fly and it breathes fire.” Her red eyes twinkled sometimes when she spoke. “It-Breathes-fire?” I said as my heart began to race again.

It made me wonder how his mate could- Let me stop that train of thought before a certain someone peeked into my head again. I really needed to get him blocked. I thought I remembered Axil mentioning something about the giant’s name being River... Ryder? Something like that. He was one of their best pack warriors, no surprise there and was the only one strong enough to match their strength since he was the one that trained them when they were young. It's crazy. He's ancient but he still looks like a guy in his early 40s. Just how slow did werewolves age?

“It’s petty, but this person could be of use to us. Have you heard the story of the White Wolf?” “No.” Hemlock groaned and shook his head at me. I felt like I shouldn’t have said anything while he looked at me like I was stupid. “The White Wolf is a bitch called Sylvia, who looks like a dog; just like you. Her fur is pure white, so you can’t miss her, but she is very fast. We tried to capture her in the past a few years back with another Soul Stealer, but she found out our plan and ripped his head off. She has two children, Ringo and Orlando; you can try to get to her through them if you can. Her brother, Xaivier, is always around; killing him first before making a move would be wise.”