(Sanya's POV)
I'm a white wolf with a black crescent moon on my forehead seeing everyone in my pack and friends that are other magical creatures are paired up with their mate. Everyone except me. I've been with NINE different wolves and have not seen my name tattooed on their chest. That doesn't mean I go from wolf to wolf. It means I've been in NINE different relationships with the nine wolves. They would sow their oats with me than leave me wondering what the fuck I did wrong. I go to the top of a cliff wanting to grow wings and fly away from my problems. Also I'm a Little looking for her Daddy. Be funny if it was with someone who can fly. Suddenly there is a roar in the sky and I see a huge black dragon and I have a smile on my face seeing his huge wings and his rippling muscles that I feel a warm sensation I hadn't felt in a few years and follow where the dragon goes to see if I can find out about him.
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Dragon's Little Wolf
FantasySanya is a white wolf with a black crescent moon on her forehead but she has always dreamed of flying. But she meets Fafnir. Will he give her the chance to fly or be the death of her?
