Rylan Dune is a 16 year old werewolf. He's gay, and since he came out, his whole school and pack have bullied him. His parents decided enough was enough, and they moved to the Lunar Eclipse pack. The biggest pack in North America. The Alpha and Luna have three sons... triplets; The first born is Andrew, the second born(By two minutes) is Alexander (Or Alec), and the youngest (By four minutes), Austin. Rylan is scared out of his mind when he meets them... and learns... they are his destined soul mate. Andrew, Alec, and Austin are also surprised. They cant have a BOY as their mate. So, they try to ignore it by kissing other girls in front of him. In the end, they learn to love him... but, will people from both their, and his past destroy them? Or will they destroy them??

This isn't the typical fairytale you hear before going to bed. No heroic price on a gallant white steed sharpened sword in hand. No convalescent dragon capturing a fair maiden in it's fearsome dagger like claws. Let's get real. While there is a prince and a dragon... This fairytale isn't like the others. Once upon a time, let's say medieval times, lived a outcast. A frail boy on the verge of death with his fretting parents given a choice. A blessing of eternal life or ever descending death. This blessing given by a well known witch with unimaginable power yet with darkness deep in her ice cold heart. His parents didn't even hesitate. Eternal life. Granted this gift the boy will never die. But this blessing has a price.. It's a curse. Now the boy will be forever switching between the body of a dragon and a human with the "blessing"; of eternal life. With only a necklace to help him remain human. Then the cursed boy and a privileged prince meet. How's that for a fairytale?

I snuggle my small inner-flame into my chest, loving the feel of his small warm body against mine. "I have waited for so long for you. You're never leaving me, you hear?" I mumble softly, grazing my teeth up and down his neck. He let out a loud chirp, softly biting at my exposed chest "you're so cuddly!" I laughed at his comment softly, nuzzling his hair. I feel eyes on us but I don't care, I let my wings stretch out all the way and wrap around us, letting them cocoon us but before I could enclose us all the way I heard a mature woman roar "Let go of my hatchling!" Oh I forgot about his mother...

Mikey is the omega of the Black Blood pack. He is beaten and raped by his pack members at their discretion. But what will happen when his pack holds a pack social with the strongest pack in the nation on his seventeenth birthday?