Disciple, Don’t Cause Trouble, Master Won’t Leave the Mountain! - Chapter 121: Consolation

One late-night run changed Aila’s life forever after getting caught up in a battle between werewolves and hunters. She is suddenly kidnapped by said hunters and finds out secrets about her past and her future as she embarks on a journey to find out who or what she truly is. Issues arise one after the other when she finally escapes the hunters grasp, only to be taken in by the ferocious Alpha of the Silver Crescent Pack. Unlike most who fear him, Aila challenges his authority every step of the way as she learns more about herself and the dominant, possessive Alpha who tries to claim her. Will heads collide in a battle of will, or can they work together and help keep the hidden world of creatures safe from the hunters? Join Aila on her journey of rediscovery, love, laugh and cry along with her on this action-packed, steamy romance novel. ----- Gold Tier Winner in #161 Writing Prompt Contest - Shapeshifters. ------ *** SNEAK PEAK *** [ MATURE CONTENT ] “Eyes up here, Aila.” He snapped; his harsh voice made her look into his eyes, and she was immediately trapped under his stone-cold gaze. She couldn’t move her eyes away from his as he stepped closer to her, his movements slow as though he was ready to pounce on her, his prey. Without thinking, she stood up from her position, prepared to bolt, but he grabbed her and pinned her hands against the bed. He moved his knee forwards, parting her legs that resisted only for a second before allowing his knee entry. He pushed it slowly into the spot between her thighs, making her gasp from the sudden contact. “Do you like disobeying me, Aila?” He growled; Aila was confused for a moment until she remembered how easily she defied his commands. Was he really still angry from earlier? But when she searched his face for an answer, she soon found it. He was definitely mad from earlier. “To be quite honest, I do. It puts you in your place,” Aila smirked when she met his blazing eyes. He brought his face down closer to hers, the pressure from his knee in between her legs increased, making her bite her bottom lip. “Wrong answer,” He growled before biting her lip apart from her teeth.

“Dragons rule the skies, the land, and the seas... humanity survives in the cracks, dreaming of a comeback.”_______Power comes from the beast you tame in this world, and you need to do it at the tender age of ten.Wolves, hawks, snakes, spiders, the stronger your summon, the brighter your future.Too bad for our protagonist.When everyone else summoned salamanders, eagles, or tigers, he got… Well, let’s just say the only thing lower on the food chain is dirt.Laughed at, bullied, and living as the butt of every joke, he’s not exactly winning. But giving up isn’t an option, his aging parents sold everything for his chance, and he won’t let it be for nothing.But hey, this is his story. The weakest beast tamer?Here’s the thing about being at the bottom: it teaches you how to climb. And dragons? The apex predators? Turns out they start small too, so...He’s going to tame everything, every evolutionary line.How?Turns out, his summon isn’t useless after all.Step one: survive long enough to unlock his gift.Step two: tame creatures nobody else dares to touch.Step three: become the strongest tamer the world has ever seen and laugh in the face of those who doubted him.As kingdoms crumble under greed and external threats, the weakest tamer begins his rise.Because in this world, strength isn’t just about the creature you summon; it’s about the bond you forge, the risks you take, and the will to rise when the world drags you down.Follow his path as he unlocks a potential so rare, so terrifying, it leads to dragons… Even better, every evolutionary line leads to the strongest ‘SSS Dragons’._______Warning: Contains world-ending dragons, questionable life choices, ridicule-fueled underdog revenge, dragon-scaled protagonist, morally questionable nobles, insane creature evolutions, over-the-top power fantasy, and enough twists to make you wonder if weakest really means luckiest.A MC who’s out to prove everyone wrong… even if it kills him.Spoiler alert: It won’t.For those who love an underdog, an over-the-top power fantasy, and a whole lot of fun, this one’s for you.If you’re looking for a more serious or a bit grim-dark story, look somewhere else (Maybe Utopian System (;)This one’s about having fun, taming dragons and expectations._______If you want to know more about the cover:Yep, that's Luna lounging like it's a casual afternoon… on two dragons, no less.The white side looks regal, the dark side (dark blue one) radiates menace, and Luna? She’s caught somewhere in between, with her skin and clothes morphing into shimmering scales from their power.Oh, and don’t miss the tiny horns.It’s not just fashion; it’s fusion. High-level beasts tend to leave their mark, and Luna wears it like a boss. Sitting on dragons, half-transformed, and pulling off the ultimate power move.If they can put one dragon in their covers… I may as well put 2!We will use the same Discord from Utopian, come join! https://discord.gg/W3CjfC2cw4_______Silly tags that seem to matter a lot to some readers: No Yaoi, No Yuri, Possibly Harem (Vote! I can write either, and in any case, there will be multiple girls. The only difference is whether he chooses one in the end or goes the “liberal” route.... democracy is yours!), No NTR.

The Prea gods, who saved humanity from living as slaves to other races and established the human empire, passed down their bloodline. Those who inherited their blood were born with magical talent and could become wizards. After thousands of years, the empire fell, and the world became ruled by great masters across different regions.He was a young man who grew up with his mother, never knowing who his father was. Though he possessed tremendous magical abilities, he lived as a shepherd in a rural village. Now he ventures out into the world to discover the secrets of his bloodline.

Hello, my name is Bologue Lazarus, a debtor.The wound on Bologue's face is healing at an observable speed. The blood remaining on his face flows back, and the skin is reattached, as if time is reversing.Faced with the terrified dying demon, he whispered.This is my “blessing”, the “debt” I owe.Sixty-six years ago, with the end of the Scorched Earth Fury, Opus of Oath City rose from the ruins of the Holy City.Sixty-six years later, the Kagader Empire and Rhine Alliance, two colossal entities spanning the continent, are plotting another all-consuming war.Order Bureau, King's Secret Sword, Order of Truth, Corrupted Sect, All Secrets Order... existences hidden in the shadows of history, trying to join this grand celebration.Under the curtain, the devils enjoy the agony of mortals, taste the values offered, manipulate fate, and bestow curses and blessings.Gazing at the mortals who were originally kindred spirits, they loathe and slaughter each other...