All Chapters of The Pack's Dragon: Chapter 131 - Chapter 140

Rideten, Present Time“What are you doing?” Samuel dropped from the sky, landing lightly on the path before them, his wings folding back. His sudden appearance caused Aislen to shriek and Heath to shove her back behind him towards the safety of the door. “Sorry,” Samuel held out his hands his expression remorseful. “I didn’t mean to startle you.”“We just didn’t expect someone from the sky,” Heath was embarrassed. He should have been more wary, he scolded himself. Nowhere was truly safe, and they were in a city occupied by Van Helsings. His senses were a little dull after the long process of feeding and fucking during the mating ritual, and then Aislen and now Talen’s change. “I guess that’s probably foolish. I should be more alert to attack from all directions.”“Don’t worry about the skies,” Samuel replied, lowering his hands. Heath had barely noticed the vampire at the warehouse, lumping him in with Sigrid’s other anti-social children, and he was surprised by that oversight as ther

Rideten, Present TimeThe four Van Helsings split up, two going around the back, and two to the front.(Take out the two at the front door first, kill and don’t eat,) Heath told her. He did not want to divide up for Aislen’s first fight as a hybrid but he also knew that if they took the front two out cleanly, the second two would have broken into the house and would be distracted by the werewolves, which meant that they would be easier to overpower, and then they would have the luxury of being inside in which for Aislen to feed.The two Van Helsings at the front door exchanged muttered directions as one stood back with his weapon pointed at the door, whilst the first prepared a heavy battering ram.Aislen and Heath dashed across the road and through the garden. Heath transformed midleap from wolf to lycan, knocking the man with the weapon down and tearing out his throat with sharp teeth whilst the second man stared, dumbfounded, dropping the heavy battering ram onto his foot. His scre

Rideten, Present Time Samuel landed on the roof as their escort showed Aislen and Heath to the door, causing the poor werewolf to stumble backward in alarm, cursing. “Hi Samuel,” Aislen smiled at him, enjoying the fear that the dragon invoked. “Anything interesting happened whilst we were underground?” “The streets are busy,” Samuel replied. “But all who are out and about think that they are stealthy. None look to the sky, and so I have not been seen.” “Who is out and about?” Heath wondered. “Humans of the Order of Nexsis, patrolling the streets. Some move to take other households and are thwarted by the werewolves. Werewolf parties moving out of the city and into the countryside. Witches. There is a very odd energy south of here. A powerful spell involving many witches is being cast.” Aislen’s gaze sharpened. South would be Stella’s house. “Is that so?” “Yes,” he seemed pleased with himself, but did not explain, taking off again into the night. “I wonder what the witches are u

An Island Somewhere, Present Time Niarthen had gone with Benethin and Aeylira to meet with someone leaving Lyric alone in the house. It had been a long-time since Lyric had been alone, and she quickly found herself ill at ease in the house where nothing was familiar, she didn’t understand how anything worked, and she was too afraid to touch anything because it didn’t belong to her. She went outside instead. Like most of the Mer houses, there was seating against the front of the house. The Mer lived more outdoors than in regardless of the weather, and many people came over when they saw her, talking to her in the Mer tongue. Their children reached out to touch her dark hair and the braids that Niarthen had woven into it without hesitation, handling her with familiarity and without fear, although their parents quickly cautioned them off with what Lyric thought was an apology to her. She was offered food, and the Mer watched with interest as she sampled it, laughing in delight when she

In the Ocean, Present Time It was a long swim. They were deep underwater, beyond the reach of the sun or moon, and so Lyric could not tell how long it had been that they were swimming for, just how tired she was getting despite taking frequent breaks. She was not bored, however, as the ocean around them was constantly changing and Niarthen spent the time catching food for her, pointing out dangers, or explaining signs to look for on the ocean floor or in the currents. He was a good teacher, and his love for his home was evident, as well as how thrilled and excited he was to be able to share it with her. He did not rush the journey, taking time with her to marvel at all the beauties and wonders, enjoying seeing her reactions to them. There were ruins from humans that Lyric found fascinating to explore – both shipwrecks and ancient civilizations that had long ago sunk. There were also abandoned Mer cities, distinguishable from the human ones in that the Mer cities were designed to wit