The Arena
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The Arena

READING AGE 16+

Cooper Fantasy

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Tana is a fire dragon, one of only four Elemental Dragons left in the world. For nearly a year, she has battled in the Arena, a supernatural gladiator fighting ring where you must fight to the death. Most die in their first competition. Others survive a couple of weeks. Only a few have survived this longas long as she has. Tana hid her true identity from everyone. If they knew what she was, her fate would be worse than the Arena.
Cedric, an Alpha werewolf, believed his pack would quickly rescue him and the other shifters after their capture by hunters. Left to fend for himself in the Arena, Cedric meets Tana. Together, they form a powerful bond and help each other survive. Cedric is convinced that Tana is his fated mate, assuming she's an Alpha werewolf to have survived so long.
When they finally get a chance to escape, Cedric claims Tana as his mate, and he markings her in a night of passion. Only when he sinks his teeth into her neck, he feels a power like never before, and he realizes she is no werewolf. Confused and angry at what he considers a betrayal, Cedric leaves, only to return to find her gone the next morning.
One night of passion was all it took for Tana to become pregnant. Rejected by her mate, she forges a new life in the city for herself and her child, steering clear of werewolf packs in the hopes of avoiding Cedric's presence. But, unbeknownst to her, he has been hunting for Tana since the night he left her.
What will happen when their businesses bring them back together, and he finds that Tana now has a daughter? Will he accept her? Or will he reject her again, leaving their bond forever shattered forever?

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Epilogue 2: Tana

Eight Months Later


“Momma, Kenna blew her fire on me!” My young son comes running into the room, his arms raised and big alligator tears streaming down his face.


I reach down and pick him up, putting him on my hip around my growing, pregnant belly. “It didn’t hurt you, did it?” I ask. Our son, even though he ……

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