As the battle raged on, the werewolves and dragons clashed in a frenzy of teeth and claws, their roars and snarls echoing across the plain like a cacophony of chaos. The dragons, with their massive size and scales as hard as steel, seemed almost invulnerable to the werewolves' attacks, their flames and claws tearing through the air with deadly precision. But the werewolves were determined and fierce, their anger and frustration fueling their battle frenzy like a raging fire that couldn't be contained.Theo, in his wolf form, led the charge against the dragons, his jaws snapping shut just inches from their scales as he darted and weaved between their legs with lightning-fast speed. The dragons roared in anger and pain as the pack warriors joined the fray, their teeth and claws tearing at the dragons' flesh like a pack of ravenous beasts. Michael, with his massive strength, grabbed hold of a dragon's tail and swung it around, slamming the dragon into the ground with a deafening thud
King Matthias and his elders, along with the high priestess, sat in the meeting room as they waited for the return of their scout. The air was thick with anticipation, heavy with the weight of expectation, as they waited for news of the pack the dragon queen had died to protect. They just hoped they will get some good news. The room was filled with the sweet scent of incense, and the soft glow of the candles cast a mystical spell over the gathering. But before they could even begin to speculate the outcome of their plan, the atmosphere in the room shifted dramatically, like a sudden change in the wind. The air grew cold, and a wounded female landed in front of them, seemingly out of nowhere, as if materialize by the spirits The high priestess stood up abruptly, her eyes wide with horror, as she took in the sight of one of her mentees. The girl was badly wounded and covered in blood, her body battered and bruised, with deep gashes and cuts that seemed to be bleeding profusel
King Matthias's voice rose above them to shut all of them up, his words urgent and commanding. "Enough! We must act quickly," he said. "We cannot let the werewolves threaten our kingdom. We must prepare for war at ay cost." The room fell silent once more, with all eyes fixed on King Matthias as they listened attentively. The high priestess's face was grave, and the elders nodded in agreement. The wounded girl, forgotten in the chaos, lay quietly on the floor, her eyes fixed on the crystal ball, which still glowed with a faint, golden light. King Matthias and the elders conversed and planned on their next step for hours. As the meeting adjourned and the elders began to file out of the room, the high priestess approached King Matthias, her eyes filled with a deep concern. "Your Majesty," she said, her voice low and urgent. "I must speak with you about the vision we saw in the crystal. I fear that it may be more than just a simple battle between werewolves and dragons." King Mat
Months had passed since Ashton and Ricky left the parkhouse with Elijah, and their new life in the coven had been a whirlwind of excitement and discovery, filled with moments of wonder and awe. The coven, which was entirely of dragons, had welcomed them with open arms, embracing them as one of their own, and Ashton had been warmly accepted as their prince, a title that he wore with humility and pride. Elijah, the leader of the coven and the one who founded the coven, had saved these dragons from persecution and had created a safe haven for them, a sanctuary where they could live without fear of the mad king or rejection from other species. As the prince and their hope, Ashton was treated with respect and admiration by the coven members, who were eager to help him master his dragon powers and reach his full potential before his first shift. Elijah wasted no time in beginning Ashton's training, knowing that the young prince's first shift into his dragon would be a crucial moment,
As Ashton continued his training, he began to realize that being a dragon was not just about physical strength and power, but also about mental toughness and emotional resilience. He had to learn to control his emotions, to harness his energy, and to focus his mind, if he was to master his dragon form and become the leader that he was destined to be. Elijah was a strict trainer towards him, but he was also fair and wise, and Ashton knew that he could trust him to guide him on his training. Together, they worked tirelessly, pushing Ashton to his limits, and beyond, as they explored the depths of his power and the potential his dragon might bring him. As the weeks turned into months, Ashton began to feel a sense of pride and accomplishment, knowing that he was growing stronger and more confident with each passing day. He was becoming a true dragon, even with just his physical body and how he can control flames which aren't even his. With all these accomplishments that came with
As the days went by, Ashton found himself increasingly torn between his loyalty to Alpha Theo and his growing feelings of doubt and uncertainty, which seemed to be festering in his mind like an open wound. He didn't want to doubt Theo's love for him. But why haven't he visited or called even once ever since he left the pack? Brandon's words had planted a seed of discord in his mind and heart, and he couldn't shake the feeling that he was being manipulated by those around him, like a puppet on strings. Ashton hated feeling that way. He didn't like the feeling of not having control over his emotions. Elijah, sensing Ashton's turmoil, took him aside for a heart-to-heart talk, his eyes filled with compassion and understanding, as if he could see right through to Ashton's very soul. "Ashton, I know you're struggling with your feelings right now, but I want you to know that I'm here for you," Elijah said, his voice low and soothing, like a father worried about his son. "You're like
The Day of the First ShiftFinally... the day of Ashton's first shift had finally arrived, and the entire coven was buzzing with excitement and anticipation, like a symphony.Everyone was moving up and down, busy with the final preparations to ensure that Ashton's transition into a dragon was as smooth and safe as possible, and with no distraction. As a member of the royal bloodline, Ashton's first shift was a momentous occasion, a rite of passage that would mark the beginning of a new era in his life, and every precaution had to be taken to guarantee his safety, like a precious pearl that needed to be protected and cherished.However, amidst all the excitement and activity, Ashton couldn't help but feel a sense of sadness and distress clouding his heart and making him more anxious. The one person he had been waiting for all months, the person he had been longing to share this momentous occasion with, was nowhere to be found, like a missing piece of a puzzle that couldn't be comple
As Ashton stood tall, his heart pounding with excitement and anticipation, he couldn't help but feel a sense of pride and accomplishment. He had worked tirelessly for weeks, pouring his heart and soul into his training, and he was ready to show the world what he was capable of.Elijah, sensing Ashton's confidence, smiled warmly and placed a hand on his shoulder. "You're ready for this, Ashton," he said, his voice filled with conviction. "You're going to make an amazing dragon, and I'm honored to be a part of your journey." He said, his eys almost tearing up.Indeed, as a father, he felt so proud to be in his son's life and help through all trials and tribulations of life. And most importantly, to witness his first shift. It felt just so amazing and he couldt help but feel so proud of his son.Ashton's eyes shone with gratitude as he looked at Elijah. He knew that he couldn't have made it this far without Elijah's guidance and support, and he was grateful for the older man's unwaverin
"What secret?" Ashton asked after wiping his face with the back of his hands. Ricky smiled mischievously, a sly grin spreading across his face.He went on to tell them that actually, Starlight, the golden sword, had completely awakened, and he could summoned it out of his body with ease, a feat that was previously thought to be impossible.It felt like the werewolves can shift into their wolf form or the dragons, which can also shift into their dragon forms, a transformation that was both awe-inspiring and terrifying. The only difference between Ricky and them was that he couldn't shift into the golden sword; however, he could summoned it out of his body, as a being of its own. The group gasped in shock and amazement, their eyes wide with wonder and their faces frozen in a mask of incredulity, as if they had just heard something that defied explanation.Ricky had actually accomplished the impossible, a feat that would go down in history, a feat that would be remembered for generat
Ricky slowly put back on his clothes when he realized how syress everyone was just looking at his wound.He smiled sadly at everyone, his eyes filled with a deep pain, a pain that seemed to pierce through his very soul, leaving him feeling vulnerable. He took Mason's hand into his, his touch gentle and reassuring, a silent message that he was okay, that he was still standing despite the horrors he had endured, despite the torture and despite the pain.As he began to speak, his voice was low and husky, his words were full with emotion and with pain. "I've been tortured by the wizards for years," he said, his voice cracking with pain, with anguish, with despair. "They've tried to remove the golden sword from my body countless times, but it's a part of me now, a part of my very being, my very essence. They couldn't despite all their attempts." Ricky's eyes clouded over, his gaze drifting into the past of pain and into the depths of his own personal hell."The worst thing was that wound
As the group entered Theo's office, they all took their seats, their eyes fixed intently on Ricky. Their faces were filled with anticipation and curiosity. Just what could possibly make Ricky risk coming to them? The air was thick with anticipation, and the silence was palpable, like a heavy blanket that had been draped over the room. They stared at Ricky, indicating that they were ready to hear what he had to say, their minds racing with concerns already. Ricky took a deep breath, his expression grave and serious as his eyes filled with a sense of urgency and importance."I came to warn you of a great danger that could possibly threatens our world," he began, his voice low and urgent, like a warning bell."The wizards... and their powerful and ruthless leader which even I myself have never seen his face before, have formed an alliance with the mad king and the dragons. Together, they plan to wage a war of conquest and destruction, hoping to dominate and enslave all the other speci
In the Dragon Kingdom, King Matthias was visited by four wizards who arrived unexpectedly, their presence shrouded in an aura of mystery and evil. Though their arrival was unexpected, King Matthias was interested in what or their reasons of visiting his Kingdom. Thus, he welcomed them and asked of their arrival. The four wizards informed him about the events that had transpired in the Dark Shadow Moon Pack, revealing the shocking truth about Theo's coma and his miraculous awakening.The wizards shared their knowledge about the impending threat of the werewolves, a powerful and ruthless species that sought to destroy the Dragon Kingdom and kill Mathias. They proposed an alliance with King Matthias, offering to share their knowledge and magic to aid him in the impending war against the werewolves, a war that would determine the fate of the kingdom and all species. King Matthias, though initially skeptical and unsure of what to make of the wizards' proposal, was tempted by the promi
The group burst into Theo's bedroom without even knocking, their faces etched with worry and concern. Their hearts were filled with anticipation. But as they entered the room, they were met with a sight that filled their hearts with joy and relief, a sight that was like a balm to their souls, a sight that made all their worries and fears melt away. Theo and Ashton were finally awake, and they were lying in each other's arms, looking healthier and happier than they had in years, their faces radiant with joy and their eyes shining with love.Mason rushed to Theo's side and hugged him tightly, tears of joy streaming down his face and his voice shaking with emotion. His heart was overflowing with love and gratitude. "I missed you so much, Alpha," he sobbed, his words tumbling out in a rush and his voice cracking with feeling. "I was so scared of losing you, of never seeing you again, of never hearing your voice, of never feeling your touch... Alpha!!!!!!!"Theo smiled weakly and hugged
As they lay there, Theo turned his attention to Ashton, his eyes locked on his mate's face, drinking in the sight of his chiseled features, his piercing eyes, and his beautiful smile. Ashton's eyes sparkled with interest, and he nodded eagerly as Theo began to explain the process of communicating with Mason telepathically. "Yes baby, I can teach you how to link Mason if you want." Theo said, his voice low and soothing. Ashton's eyes shone with excitement, and he nodded again, his face set in pure happiness, as Theo continued to explain the process. "But first, you need to understand something," Theo said, his voice serious as he looked at his eager mate... "Even though the whole pack loves and respects you as their Luna, you still needs to complete your luna ceremony before you can have your own link to everyone in the pack." Ashton nodded, his brow furrowed in concentration, as he tried to understand the complexities of the process. "That means you can only link or talk to so
The next day, Ashton woke up with a radiant smile on his face, feeling his alpha's arms wrapped around him tightly, holding him close, and keeping him safe. His nose was pressed against Theo's scent gland, and the smell was intoxicating, making him feel lightheaded and dizzy with desire, as if he was floating on a cloud of pure bliss. Ashton thought inwardly, "Let me pretend to sleep more, so that I can feel my alpha more, so that I can savor this moment, this feeling of being loved and cherished." He wanted to hold onto this feeling forever, to bask in the warmth of Theo's love, to feel the security of his alpha's arms around him. But before he could even pretend to sleep, Theo replied to Ashton's words telepathically, his voice echoing in Ashton's mind, "You don't need to pretend, little mate. You can just sleep as much as you want, and I'll be here, holding you, loving you, and keeping you safe." Theo's words were like a warm hug, enveloping Ashton in a sense of comfort and secu
"Oh, do tell me how we can wake my wolf up quickly," Theo said to Ashton, his eyes sparkling with curiosity, as he watched Ashton's face turn an even deeper shade of pink, a color that seemed to match the flush of excitement that was rising up his own neck.Ashton blushed, his cheeks burning with embarrassment, but he looked up at Theo with a determined expression, his eyes shining with a fierce resolve that seemed to dare Theo to doubt him. "We... um... we... I think we have to mark each other," he said shyly, his voice barely above a whisper."That will strengthen our bond," Ashton continued, his words tumbling out in a rush, as if he was afraid of being interrupted, or of losing his nerve. "And I can channel some of my dragon's energy into you, which in return will help your wolf gain some strength to wake up quickly."Ashton's eyes dropped, his lashes casting a shadow on his cheeks, as he continued to explain, his voice filled with a quiet conviction that seemed to grow stronger w
Ashton lay on their bed silently, wrapped in Theo's arms, feeling the warmth of his body and the comfort of his presence, a sense of peace and tranquility that seemed to envelop them both, like a soft blanket .However, despite the serenity of the moment, Ashton could sense that something was bothering Theo, that something was weighing heavily on his mind.Ashton could feel the tension in Theo's body, the subtle stiffness in his muscles, the faint furrowing of his brow, a sense of unease that seemed to radiate from within.It was a tension that seemed to permeate every cell of his being, like a slow-moving fog that refused to lift and Ashton could feel it.He knew that Theo was worried about the missing presence of his wolf, Dark. A sense of emptiness that seemed to echo through his mind, and his entire being. He could sense the concern in Theo's mind, the fear that something was terribly wrong, like a nagging voice that refused to be silenced."Is it when you woke up that you realiz