The Mating Destiny: Werewolves Of Montana Book 7 - Plot & Excerpts
Strong. Fire-breathing. Nearly invincible. Nothing, not even a battle ax forged from Dark Fae magick, could defeat him. Crown Prince Alexander d’Mateo de Drakon Tremaine sneered at his attacker, showing a cavernous mouth filled with sharp, jagged teeth that could punch through a Cadillac. The enemy danced out of reach of Alex’s mighty tail and swung the ax. Hard. It bit into Alex’s tough silver scales. Ow. Well, maybe the battle ax could defeat him. Alex glanced back at his rear left leg and the blood streaming from the wound. His cousin Maurice hefted the ax and laughed. “Got you.” Alex blew a stream of white-hot flames at him while lifting his middle claw. The flames poured over Maurice, not even singing his eyebrows nor his flame-retardant clothing. Fire slammed into the concrete fire barricade ringing the exercise compound of the palace. The compound was concrete and bare.
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