Chapter Eight: Maia

“Daerius something’s wrong,” my mother growls.

My father looks at her with wide eyes. “What?”

She shakes her head. “Mitalonys smells blood, wolf blood.”

His eyes fly wide and in a split second both of them disappear out the door.

Do you smell blood? I ask my wolf.

No, you can sense everything I do. Remember your mother’s dragon is much more powerful than I am so do not be surprised when you find that there are many things your mother can do that you cannot, she tells me.

So even with my wolf I’m still the weakest in my family? I growl.

If you become queen of the wolves then you will be more powerful than your father, but dragons are stronger than wolves, they always have been and always will be.

I growl. That’s not fair! With you, they were finally supposed to stop treating me like a helpless pup!