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"No! You can't kill them! I won't allow it!" Ashton boldly confronted the Alpha. He was unsure of where his sudden bravery originated, but he was determined not to let the werewolves slaughter them at will. Just who do they think they were? Theo’s eyes turned a deep red as he pointed to the scorched bodies scattered across the field. "Do you see them? Do you really see what you caused? Now tell me, why shouldn't I annihilate all of you?" Theo shouted furiously. His fists were clenched beside him, as if something or someone was holding him back from pouncing on the little dragon and kill him. Of course, it was indeed Dark who was holding him back. Dark had lived long enough to see many things. However, the last thing he would ever want to witness again is his nate to die in front of him. So, he did his best to hold Theo back. If anyone could pay much attention to Theo, the could see his eyes changing colors from now and then. He was fighting with Dark internally to continue having
As Theo revealed the discovery of finding his so called Luna, his gaze abruptly fell upon the newly arrived white dragon, causing his eyes to widen in disbelief. Is it really her? The dragon shifted into human in front of his eyes, confirming his inner question. How could he possibly forget that visage? His savior—the person who rescued him and provided shelter until he was mature enough to return to his former ruined pack and reform it. The dragon queen was still alive? Theo had not only sought out his promise mate all this time, but he had also been on a quest for the dragon queen, anticipating the moment when he could repay her for all the support she offered him during his childhood and when he was weak. During his first transformation, she was by his side, aiding and comforting him through that painful process. Although she departed before Theo could have a conversation with her, he would eternally remember the immense help he received from her. He glanced at Mason and men
"NOOOO!!!" He shouted and attempted to push the queen away in a bid to intercept the fire arrow that was hurtling towards her. However, the queen merely smiled at him with a sad expression and held him in place, as if she could sense the threat behind her and was fully aware of its approach. "Promise me, little Theo... Promise me you-Ah!" Before she could complete her sentence, a fire arrow struck her chest. Despite the pain, she struggled to pull a piece of paper from her pocket and handed it to Theo, whose eyes were now wide with shock. What the hell is going? Why is it happening now? The queen coughed up blood as she managed a sorrowful smile and cupped his cheek with her shaking hand. "Ash - Ash-ton - ta-take good - care of - him for - me..." She was able to utter these few words before another wave of blood escaped her lips. Panic erupted around the werewolves as dragons circled the sky with their roars. Theo glanced up at the sky before shifting his attention back to th
"How is he doing?" Alpha Theo inquired of the doctor after he had completed his examination of Ashton in the bedroom. "He's doing well, Alpha! Most of his injuries are healing. If I’m correct, he should regain consciousness any day now," the doctor replied with respect. Being in the presence of the Alpha added more pressure than he preferred. He just wanted to go home to his family so that he can breathe. Over the past five days, while caring for their Alpha’s mate, the doctor felt utterly drained, both physically and mentally. The Alpha had been relentless in his demands, shouting at him to heal Ashton as though the doctor possessed divine powers. On one occasion, the Alpha had seized his throat, nearly choking him to death. Ashton had convulsed violently and the doctor had to catch the him tightly to prevent him from rolling off the large bed. Unfortunately, Theo entered at that moment and misinterpreted their struggle, believing the doctor was taking advantage of Ashton and
In his nightmare, Ashton found himself fleeing from the Demon Alpha, who was determined to take his life. The creature resembled the embodiment of evil, instilling even greater fear in Ashton. He soon came to the realization that, regardless of how far he ran, there was no sanctuary to be found. The darkness enveloped him completely, with only a dim light trailing behind as he moved forward. It was the creepiest thing Ashton could ever think. Overcome with fatigue, Ashton halted his escape and turned to confront the Demon Alpha, who likewise paused his pursuit. They stared at each other for a while before Ashton opened his mouth to speak. "Why? Why did you murder my mother? Why do you want to kill me? JUST WHY???" Ashton shouted, finally understanding that he could speak. As he watched, a wicked grin spread across the Demon Alpha's face before his lips parted to utter a response. "Because all of you deserve to perish!" he proclaimed. The Alpha's voice was unlike anything Ashton h
Ashton gazed up at the striking Demon Alpha hovering above him, momentarily at a loss for what to say or do. What was the purpose of him hovering like that? Suddenly realizing something felt off, Ashton questioned inwardly where he was. He had left that dark place in his nightmare to this unfamiliar place, though this place was distinctly bright. Tilting his head slightly away from the alpha, Ashton observed his surroundings as far as his vision could reach. He soon recognized that he was in a lavish room, reclined on a plush, inviting bed. What on earth was happening? Where was he exactly? "You are in my room, little dragon," Theo replied, seemingly able to read Ashton’s thoughts at the sight of his multiple blinks, answering his silent question. "Huh?" Ashton exclaimed, his eyes widening. Without a moment's thought, he summoned what little strength he had in him and pushed Theo off him. What in the world was this? What was he doing in the Demon's den? Was he losing his sanity
After bathing Ashton, Theo dried him off, dressed him, and then brought him back to the room. He felt a sense of relief for having purchased some clothes for Ashton during the five days he was in a coma. Although he wasn't certain of Ashton's size, he relied on his own judgment based on Ashton’s physique to select items for him. Carefully placing Ashton on the bed, Theo intended to leave for a shower. Just as he was about to turn away, he felt a small hand grasp his larger one, causing him to look back at the now-awake boy. "Hmm... is there something you need, little dragon?" Theo inquired as he settled down on the bed beside him. Ashton released Theo's hand, which prompted Dark to whimper in protest within Theo’s mind. Dark cherished the feeling of his mate's hand in his own, feeling disappointed that Ashton had let go so quickly. "I - I - where is Rickey?" Ashton softly questioned, his gaze fixed on Theo, and waited for a response. "The little one is fine. He has been looking a
Ashton sat quietly on the bed, patiently waiting for Theo to complete his shower. He couldn't quite comprehend what was wrong with his legs. The last memory he had was of his legs being completely functional, even during the abuse inflicted by Alpha Nicholas. Suddenly, it felt as if a switch had been flipped, causing his legs to cease working. Just as he began to pull back the duvet to examine his legs, the bathroom door swung open, revealing Theo in all his splendor. Draped in nothing but a towel around his waist, he showcased his well-defined physique, with droplets of water cascading from his still-damp hair onto his body. The sight stirred an intense reaction in Ashton, causing his blood to rush. Despite his urge to look away, Ashton found it impossible. Theo was the epitome of a perfect body, and the realization awakened unfamiliar sensations within Ashton. Even though the Alpha bore various scars from past battles, these only enhanced his allure, as he had no tattoos marki
Ashton felt betrayed by Michael, Elijah, and the rest, his heart aching with a deep sense of pain and betrayal that seemed to pierce through his very soul like a sharp knife. The fact that they knew his dragon pearl could cure his mate, yet they hid it from him, made Ashton's heart heavy with hurt and resentment toward the rest, who felt wronged and ashamed at the same time.He looked at them, his eyes blazing with anger and hurt, his gaze piercing and accusatory, as if daring them to deny the truth. He was about to confront them, to demand answers and explanations, when they all suddenly heard Ricky's voice inside their heads, a voice that seemed to echo through their minds like a ghostly whisper."I'm unable to do anything on my own now," Ricky's voice echoed in their minds, "but very soon, I promise to return to you all - my family, my friends, and Mason, my mate." The words sent a shiver down Mason's spine, and he felt his heart skip a beat, as if time itself had stopped in its
"Ricky..." Mason whispered and tried to go near him but an invisible force stopped him from moving. Ricky made eye contact with Ashton and Mason, and for a moment, they saw a glimmer of longing in his eyes, a spark of the old Ricky that they once knew and loved, a spark that seemed to flicker with a deep sense of nostalgia and reminiscence.But it vanished in an instant, replaced by a cold, calculating gaze that sent shivers down their spines, a gaze that seemed to bore into their very souls.Mason tried again to go near him, but the same invisible force stopped him in his tracks, as if an unseen barrier had been erected around Ricky, a barrier that seemed impenetrable and unyielding. It was as if they were looking at the Ricky that they knew, but at the same time, it felt like they didn't know him anymore, like he was a stranger, a stranger with a familiar face, but with eyes that seemed to hold immense power and evil.Ricky laughed maniacally as he addressed everyone, his voice dr
The group went out to see what was going on with their minds and body ready for battle. Just as they reached outside, Ashton and Mason's eyes widened in shock as they stared at the figure in the air, their jaws dropping in pure shock and incredulity. They couldn't believe what or who the were seeing. Were they even eeing correctlyIt - it was him... It was Ricky, the young boy they had known and loved for so long, now standing before them as a powerful and intimidating figure.They were finally seeing him after three years, and a mix of emotions swirled inside them - happiness, shock, confusion, and concern. They had thought about Ricky so many times during his absence, wondering what had happened to him and whether they would ever see him again. Was he even alive? And now, here he was, standing before them like a ghost from the past, his presence filling their hearts with a deep sense of joy and wonder.But wait, something was off about Ricky. Yes, he was still the same Ricky the
Back on earth and in Dark Shadow Park, everyone was going through their day as usual, oblivious to the sudden arrival of a hurricane that appeared in front of the park house, its strong winds and heavy rains causing the trees to sway violently and the flowers to bend under its force. All eyes turned to what was going on, and a collective gasp echoed through the air when suddenly a beautiful lady emerged from the hurricane with a furious face, her eyes blazing with anger and her hair disheveled from the wind.The hurricane then slowed and swept away, leaving everyone staring at the beautiful lady in awe, their faces filled with a mixture of shock, surprise, and admiration. Instantly, everyone's faces lit up with joy, and both the werewolves and the dragons who knew her or had seen her before rushed to her side, eager to welcome her back and hear her story.Ara was flabbergasted and angry at how her master had teleported her back to earth. She could have come down to earth on her own
"What can we do to save his life?" Ara asked, her voice filled with a deep sense of urgency and concern and her eyes wide with worry and anxiety. "Must Ashton really give up his dragon's pearl in order to save his mate?" she asked, her voice barely above a whisper."There's no need for that, my dear," the moon goddess replied, her voice calm and soothing. "The revelation I revealed to my messenger, the oracle, wasn't entirely to let it happen," she explained, a serene smile spreading across her face, like a sunrise."A test?" Ara repeated, her voice filled with confusion and perplexity. Her eyes narrowed in an effort to understand the complexity of what was happening. "What do you mean, goddess?" she asked respectfully. "If the little alpha was indeed supposed to die, do you think he would have still been alive until now, my child?" the moon goddess asked, "Think about it, little Ara," she continued, her voice filled with a deep sense of encouragement and support. "If fate had truly
He immediately sank back into his knees and started pleading on her behalf, his words tumbling out like a river in full flood. "Please forgive her, please forgive her," he begged, his voice like a supplicant's prayer, each word a cry from the heart. "She's still young, she didn't know what she meant," he continued, his words dripping with apology. "Please punish me instead... I didn't teach her well. Please show mercy!" Her master kept begging and bowing. Suddenly, another voice was heard, a voice that was deep and masculine, belonging to a man of supreme power."Is that so?" The voice said."The dragon lord," Ariana whispered, her eyes wide with fear. Her body started to tremble like a leaf in an autumn breeze.The dragon lord's voice was like thunder, shaking the very foundations of the heaven realm itself. "Am I that horrible to you, little girl?" the dragon lord asked, his voice like a gentle giant.Ara looked terrified upon hearing the voice of the dragon lord, her heart racing
"What? Huh? What old man?" Ara's voice was laced with frustration, anger and exasperation. To think her master would treat her this way was beyond her imagination. "First of all, you sent me to the earth to protect the dragons core inside Ashton's body." she continued, her tone accusatory and her eyes blazing with indignation. "It was all your doing. I bet Michael becoming my mate was also your doing," she added, her voice heavy with sarcasm. She made sure her words were laced with a hint of bitterness."I don't know what you told the moon goddess to grant you that wish," Ara said, her voice rising in anger."And yet you are keeping me here in prison after giving me a mate," she spat, her tone venomous and her eyes flashing with fury. "How is this fair, master?" she demanded."How am I supposed to protect the dragon's core inside Ashton and also how am I able to accept Michael as my mate?" she asked, her voice laced with frustration."Or do you want me to reject him?" Ara finally ask
Ara's fists pounded against the seal placed on the door of her room by her master, making her anger and frustration boiling with ferocity. She couldn't believe her master would lock her up the moment she ascended to the heaven realm, to seek help for Theo's affliction. An affliction that seemed both cruel and heartless. But what was wrong with her master? Didn't he know that Theo's life was in danger, and so was Ashton's? What if they lose the dragon's core, the one thing that kept the forces of darkness at bay?Ara's mind was a whirlwind of questions and doubts.Her head ached with the implications of her master's actions, making her heart heavy with worry and concern. She felt trapped and helpless, locked away from the world she was trying to save, a world that seemed to be falling apart at anytime. Her master's decision was really annoying. He betrayed the trust she had placed in him, and he just shattered that trust into a million pieces. What the hell is his problem?As she p
As time goes on, Michael, Elijah, and the rest of the pack became increasingly worried about Ashton, their concerns growing with each passing day, and their anxiety escalating.Yes, Ashton had grown stronger and more mature, his leadership skills honed to perfection, his strategic thinking and battle tactics unparalleled. But he was slowly detaching from everyone around him, his emotional walls rising higher and higher, his heart becoming increasingly cold.The only time you could see him smiling was when he was talking to Theo, who lay motionless in his bed, trapped in a coma that seemed to have no end, a fate that seemed cruel and unjust. Everyone became worried and frustrated, their concerns growing with each passing day.The most devastating one among them was Michael, who felt like he was losing his best friend, his brother, his son, his confidant, the person he had shared countless memories with... Theo. And also... her mate.Three years ago, after he had that particular conver