Nyxara
The sky above the dragon fortress was always dark, like it didn't know the sun. The wind carried bone dust and whispers of ancient curses. Inside the obsidian stone palace, **sit Nyxara** on her throne — black-winged, red-eyed, with a sharp tongue like a whip. He is one of the strongest Alphas alive. The dragon in his blood was never tame, and the world had long been subservient under his grip. > "It's been five centuries. My blood must be inherited. Pick one Omega and tie him up, before my body rejects its own strength."That is why
About Nyxara
The sky above the dragon fortress was always dark, like it didn't know the sun. The wind carried bone dust and whispers of ancient curses. Inside the obsidian stone palace, **sit Nyxara** on her throne — black-winged, red-eyed, with a sharp tongue like a whip. He is one of the strongest Alphas alive. The dragon in his blood was never tame, and ...Read more