Wolves Dragons Novels & Stories

So they devised a technique of attacking the Dragons in secret, since the Dragons were too powerful they began to take them out one after the other. Dragons were said to be mysterious creatures. They lived in mountains and barely interacted with others, they didn't live in groups like the Wolves did and only took in mates once in a lifetime. A Dragon couple would only be capable enough to have two children or maybe even one in their entire lifetime, so their population wasn't much. But they could transform into fire-breathing Dragons After all and so everyone else was afraid of them. When the Dragons came to learn of the Dark Wolves' attacks, they were enraged and declared war against them.

*Unknown POV* “Steph what did you find out?” “The wolves are preparing for a war against the dragons.” Laughter erupted all over the room. “I told you she couldn’t do this! Listen to her, dragons?! Is she serious? Everybody knows the sirens took them out centuries ago!”

At that moment, Rose appeared. “Nadine, I'm afraid you'll have to wait for Connor to train; he went to attend to pack business,” the old woman said and I nodded. My she-wolf became sad, something Drago sensed, and so he took my hand. “I can help you train control,” the dragon offered. “What do you know about being a werewolf?” asked Biel with a frown. “Enough to help you,” Drago said. “Dragons are beasts encased in our bodies; they don't have the same consciousness as a shapeshifter's beasts, but they follow the same basic principle. You should know that; besides, I have centuries of training on control.”

"And then the debt collectors will come for both of us and seize pack lands, and every wolf in Crescent Moon Pack will lose their homes because you were too selfish to accept your fate. Can you live with that?" The trap closes around me so perfectly I almost admire the cruelty. He knows I cannot let the pack suffer for his mistakes, recognizes I have spent three years protecting these wolves from his incompetence, and admits I will choose their safety over my freedom. "You are a monster," I say. "I'm a realist." He responds by straightening his jacket like we just finished a pleasant conversation. "You were never going to give me an heir anyway, too defective for that. At least this way you

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?

the mainlanders called it, not wanting to acknowledge what it really was. Before Vukasin, werewolves ran rampant seven nights each month, through the streets, the countryside, and the forests of every nation on the planet. Eurasia and North America had their grey werewolves—dominant on Vukasin now. Australia had weredingos. The colder climates had Arctic werewolves, rare and beautiful, like my lost Bianca with her snowy fur. Eastern Africa had golden werejackals. the African plains had Serengeti werewolves. The forests of Canada and parts of the northern U.S. were home to timber werewolves, and the southwestern U.S. was, in those days, infested with werecoyotes.

He was more than a werewolf his eyes were blazing like fire, the little girl now a dragon, had wing, she must have been a dragon before, and many that went toward the exit were burnt by the fire, the warriors tried all they could, but their strength was not enough, and just one breath, and fire came out of her mouth, and all the perimeter where the soldiers were, was covered in such a great fire that made it impossible for any one to escape, and in a short time, they all died and there was not even a single one that escape to tell the story of what they had seen, to any one, when they all had died, the tree of them were still beasts and they headed towards the settlement, and it was a few st

His mate… Michael was almost overwhelmed by her beauty and almost forgot himself, as he stayed where he was, just staring at her until he realized exactly what was going on. His mate was kneeling on the floor, and staring at the unrecognizable woman, whom he had no doubt was her mother, with tears in her eyes. A werewolf, whom Duncan knew immediately was the alpha of the pack, and who was the same animal who had killed his parents, was holding a silver dagger high above his head, obviously intending to bring it down on the chest of the girl. Without warning, Michael’s wolf, which had refused to calm down all this while, broke free, and he lunged at the alpha, knocking the dagger away from hi

Even after all the sex they’d been having, the horny werewolf hybrids couldn’t resist playing with themselves in private. Heath was in the kitchen downstairs with the two dragons. There was a smokiness to the dragon’s scent that was distinct. She could hear all three voices in broken rhythm as they talked and could almost make out the words. She needed to go down and join the discussion and not leave it up to Heath to make all the decisions, not because she didn’t trust him, but because she knew from their bond that he was conflicted between protecting her, and the reluctant acknowledgment that doing so was in contradiction with their mission.

she said, “I am going to the dragon’s castle to meet her family.” *** On the fifth floor of the dragon’s castle, in the dragon’s library, Lennie was going through all those documents related to wolves very quickly. Dragons and wolves had been friends for hundreds of years. Their ancestors used to fight wars side by side. Lots of ceremonies and events were co-hosted by the two kingdoms. Lennie pulled all those thick record books off the high, dusted shelf, and then started to read them sequentially by the order of the recorded years. She sat on the carpeted floor between the shelves in the aisle, reading very fast but meticulously. The whole morning soon passed. She went through more than hal