NARRATORLyra ran as fast as her boots would allow.She sank into the dirt, sweating like crazy, pushing aside the wide leaves that blocked her path.Bursting through the bushes, she found herself in a clearing… and the scene in front of her froze her heart.Drakkar was fighting barehanded against a massive predator—ruthless and powerful—on all fours, with a shield of horns covering its gigantic head.At the end of its nearly three-meter-long body, a spiked tail swayed, ready to strike the warrior’s back from behind.“WATCH OUT!” Lyra screamed, hurling herself into the fight without a second thought.Drakkar had never felt more terrified in his life than when he saw her throw herself straight into danger.His two strong hands were holding the jaws of the Brontocérax apart. His muscular legs were slipping backward, carving a trench into the earth from the beast’s push.“RUN, LYRA!” he roared, forcing his wolf to come out despite the consequences.Poison pumped through his veins, carrie

NARRATORDrakkar found himself being dragged into yet another madness by the woman who barely reached his chest.The sun had already set, and night was falling around them; walking through the jungle in the dark was practically suicide.“I’ll go first.” Drakkar pulled her behind him, alert, stepping into the dark hole marked by the beast’s territorial scent.“Did you see how sexy our mate looked today while hunting? Goddess, when he jumped from that tree…”Lyra followed silently behind Drakkar, though in her head, Aztoria wouldn’t shut up.She thought her wolf was about to show her the heroic battle memory again. But no—the she-wolf’s eyes had been fixed under the warrior’s leather skirt.Lyra blushed at the “vision” of the flying sausage with two eggs.“Holy goddess, you’re such a pervert, Aztoria,” she said, ending the conversation with her lustful wolf.“There are no other animals around, and the warning scent will keep this cave safe for a while,” Drakkar said after inspecting the

LYRAI could feel the folds stretched to the limit, our fluids splashing with every thrust… I loved it, couldn’t stop, it was like my own aphrodisiac drug.Shivers of pleasure shot down my spine, I was on the edge of ecstasy, but my primal side craved one last push.“Ah, ah, ah, cum inside me, give it to me, my male, give me your knot… mmmm…” I sat up on my knees, with him still connected to my back, pounding from below as I rocked against his pelvis.One of his hands wrapped tightly around my neck, the other gripped my hip.His moans in my ear pushed me toward the edge of pleasure.His balls smacked rhythmically against my ass, until after two or three deep thrusts, they were almost buried in my slit.With a deep growl, I felt his hot streams spill inside, filling me, pleasing me, triggering my own release.Sweat poured like water, sliding over our slick skin.The mist around us reeked of sex and heat.I closed my eyes, seeing stars, lost in a sea of orgasm—but the next second, I was

NARRATORAmid roars, bodies crashing, blood in the air, and brutal violence, a small werewolf slipped through any gap he could find to strike.His spear could barely pierce the enemies’ armor, but he fueled the chaos, darting here and there.BAM! BOOM! GROARR!The massive Dracotélion lifted the entire body of a Brontocérax in her jaws, flinging it through the air and knocking over others in the herd.But every one of her scales was soaked in blood, her movements slower each time, and several horned gaps sank into her tough hide.Even so, fewer attacks came her way. The bodies of fallen Brontocérax piled up around her, the females fled with their young, and only a few males stayed behind to fight.Birds flew off screaming in fear, smaller animals scrambled for safety, and the whole forest was in turmoil.Suddenly, Drakkar was spotted by a male Brontocérax and took a full-blown hit from the beast.BAAAM!The creature’s horns clashed with the shield made from its own kind, but the animal

NARRATOR"That woman’s so damn lucky…""I didn’t know Drakkar was that fierce, even without his wolf. Damn it, I should’ve mated with him…"Greedy whispers echoed all around. In an instant, the male’s image changed drastically.But before Lyra could end up yanking some slippery she-wolves by the hair, one of the warrior witnesses brought even more good news."Alpha, come on! Now that the animals were scared off during the fight, there’s meat everywhere—tons of it!"Right away, the fight was forgotten. When there’s food on the table, nothing else matters.Verak looked like he was about to blow steam out of his ears. He wanted to skin Drakkar alive and prove he’d just gotten lucky, that he was still the same weakling as always.But with the pack and the Healer watching, he couldn’t do something like that."Get organized—elders and kids too—we’re heading out to collect the meat!" the Alpha ordered, quickly mobilizing his people, but not before walking over to Drakkar and giving his shoul