Fangs of Belonging

Published by: eXtasy Books

Author : Catherine Lievens

ISBN :978-1-4874-4375-7

Page :128

Word Count :39400

Publication Date :2025-11-28

Series : Life with Fangs#15

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Category : , LGBTQIA+ Romance , LGBTQIA+

BrandsExtasy Books
Product Code: 978-1-4874-4375-7

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Sometimes what you’re running from is exactly what you need to run toward.

Rex has always been the odd one out—the only member of his family without a partner, and unlike them, he doesn’t feel that he belongs with the pack. When their war with the dragons ends, he’s still fighting his own battle—finding a place where he belongs.

Harmon left his coven to help the pack through their fight with the dragons, and he did that. It’s time for him to go home, but for the first time in years, he’s not ready to face his responsibilities as coven leader.

When both volunteer for a mission to help the surviving dragons choose a new leader, they’re each running from their own problems. The last thing they expect is to discover something neither expected—a love that could heal their bruised hearts.

The problem? Rex isn’t sure he belongs in Harmon’s world, and Harmon can’t leave his coven. They have to find a compromise.

Or they’ll lose each other.

The two dragons clashed together in a move that Rex could swear made the ground shake under his feet. One of them reared up on their back legs, snapping his fangs at the other. It looked like the dragon leader was trying to snatch Merrick around the throat, but luckily, Merrick got out of the way.

Rex couldn’t imagine how his brother, Alpin, would react if something were to happen to Merrick. Alpin was strong, but not so strong that he’d survive this with his heart intact. Merrick had become incredibly important to him, so much so that he’d decided to move in with the wolf pack permanently.

Rex couldn’t look away from the fight. He’d seen many of them since he’d become a vampire, and even before then, but watching two dragons fight to the death was an experience he’d never lived through. He wasn’t sure he wanted to see this ever again, especially not if it involved a dragon who was dating one of his siblings. Even though Merrick was strong and capable, there was still a possibility that something might go wrong.

Nothing did. Merrick ducked out of the way and used one of his wings to slap Martin. The way he was grinning told Rex that he was enjoying himself, which wasn’t something Rex understood. He didn’t like fighting. He did it because he didn’t have a choice. Merrick didn’t in this case, but the smile that exposed his fangs was a little disturbing, especially with the blood staining them.

Merrick was massive in his dragon form, but he was also fast. He used his tail to hit Martin, causing him to stumble closer. As soon as he was close enough, Merrick lunged, closing his jaws around Martin’s neck the way Martin had tried doing to him only moments before. Rex barely had time to be stunned at Merrick’s speed. One moment, Merrick was holding Martin up, and the next, Martin’s lifeless body fell to the ground.

The forest fell quiet around them. Everyone stopped moving. Rex could still hear people fighting in the distance, not knowing what had happened to their alpha. They’d find out soon. Martin wasn’t a danger anymore. Hopefully, that meant that the clan wasn’t, either.

Merrick raised his head to the sky and roared, fire bursting from his mouth. Rex winced, briefly wondering if it was necessary. Merrick had to be careful if he didn’t want to set the forest on fire, especially with the damage already done by the fighting. It was a miracle that the fires Rex had noticed during the fighting hadn’t spread.

“That’s my man,” Alpin crowed, startling Rex.

Rex rolled his eyes at his brother’s words. He was proud of Merrick, too, but he didn’t think the boasting was needed. He supposed that Alpin and Merrick really did fit well together. He wouldn’t have thought that when they’d first met—in fact, he’d been sure that Merrick hated Alpin—but he couldn’t deny it now.

The aftermath of a battle was always odd. If one lost, they had to run for their lives or end up being killed or imprisoned. The pack hadn’t lost, though. Rex was sweaty, tired, and hungry, and his body ached, but he was still standing. They’d fought a dragon clan—or part of it, anyway—and they’d won.

He couldn’t say that he’d seen that coming.