Grayston I hang up the phone in my office and let out a sigh. That is the sixth phone call I have had from a neighbouring alpha. I don’t like what is happening, and it makes me highly suspicious that Jyquardini is behind this. I hear a knock on my door and tell whoever it is to come in. Quade, Barston, and Travian walk in. I decided to video call Atlantico, Caspian, and Tundra as well. They need to hear this. “What is happening Grayston?” Barston asked. “I have received six calls today from the alphas of different clans within the neighbouring states. They all asked me if we have had any of our females kidnapped in the last week.” I explain. “I guess in the last week that they all have had at least three females of high standing kidnapped with no trace. Two alpha’s had the daughters of their head warriors kidnapped. Whoever is doing it is leaving no scent and no trace behind.” I add. “None of our women have disappeared. I have had two leave but they found their mates

Drake These last two weeks have been exceedingly quiet. I am not sure if this is a good thing or not. No more female dragons have been kidnapped. Dad told us that a total of eighteen were kidnapped. I guess one tried to escape because her body was found three days after she disappeared. Her body had been drained of blood. I know that it was that sadistic fucker Jyquardini and his creatures. Dad told us that she was the daughter of a head warrior from a clan that shared its border with Alpha Tundra. I know that Reyna wants to go and visit his clan, but it is too dangerous between the weather and those assholes lurking around. The weather here has been just as shitty. I look out the window and see another storm on the horizon. The weather dragons did predict a hard winter this year, and I guess they were spot on. I can hear my little gem whining about not being able to go outside. She loves to be outside in the sun, but that has been lacking this winter. We usually have a

Dray I stretch as I wake up the next morning. I go to lay my hand on my stomach, but it comes in contact with something warm and soft. I look down, and Ty is using me as a bed. Not that I mind. I look over and see Drake with a smile on his face. We had talked to dad about the whole idea of a pet for my little jewel, but he had no idea which animals wouldn’t run away as soon as we shifted in our dragons. Drake suggested that we ask Storm, so yesterday, after we removed all the bubble wrap from dads office, we trudged through the snow to his place. He told us that he had no idea. He called Haratio and told him what we wanted to do. Haratio thought it was a great idea, and he said that there is a specific line of Sphynx cats that are bred just to be pets to supernatural beings. He told us that this kitten would be fine if we shifted into our dragons in front of it. Drake asked how long it would take to get one. Almost instantly, Horatio was in front of us with four tiny kitten

Grayston I can’t believe how our group has grown over the last few months. Of course, a few that were added came to us under not-so-good pretence, but still, they are here, and we love them. We are just waiting for Travian to get his ass here. We all made the drive to the castle for this meeting. Travian has a much larger room that is more accommodating for our large group. I can hear laughter outside the door. I notice that Ebony is acting differently. I am sure all these strange people are making her uncomfortable. The door opens, revealing Travian, Haratio, Lazarthio, and Nephalitium. I hear Ebony let out a squeak when Nephalitium’s mutant pet rat jumps up beside her. Ty lets her know that it will be ok. I look at her, and she is staring at something. I look to see who it is. Well, this is interesting; it is Haratio, who is holding a solid white, blue-eyed kitten in his hand. “Little luna this is the only one left in the litter.” Haratio states. Ty lets out a squ

Travian We are all piled in Grayston’s office, staring at the computer. This is the only way that all of us could meet since more storms blew in a week ago. I came down here earlier after I was told about Drazian. I called Grayston and told him I was on the way and to make sure that everyone would be available so I could tell them what I had learned. “Ok, what is going on?” Atlantico asked. “Drazian has disappeared and when I say that he is gone I mean most of his clan. Three days ago there was a break in the storms. From what my spies told me once they were able to get eyes back on his clan they noticed that it was eerily quiet. That is because most of them are gone. His clan numbered about 300 now only 100 remain. What some of the members that stayed behind told y spies was that some guy came to the clan a week or two ago and after that, they were told that they would be moving. The few that were left didn’t want to move.” I explain. “Who was this mysterious visitor?”