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THE ALPHA OF BLEAKE ISLE

DRAGONKIN

BOOK I

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KATHRYN MOON

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The Alpha of Bleake Isle, Dragonkin Book 1

First publication: March 26th 2024

Cover Art by Covers by Combs

Editing by Bookish Dreams Editing and Jess Whetsel

Formatting by Kathryn Moon

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To my little dragon

(She’s a cat.)

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Contents

About the book

Chapter 1

Chapter 2

Chapter 3

Chapter 4

Chapter 5

Chapter 6

Chapter 7

Chapter 8

Chapter 9

Chapter 10

Chapter 11

Chapter 12

Chapter 13

Chapter 14

Chapter 15

Chapter 16

Chapter 17

Chapter 18

Chapter 19

Chapter 20

Chapter 21

Chapter 22

Chapter 23

Chapter 24

Chapter 25

Chapter 26

Chapter 27

Chapter 28

Chapter 29

Chapter 30

Chapter 31

Chapter 32

Chapter 33

Chapter 34

Chapter 35

Chapter 36

Chapter 37

Chapter 38

Chapter 39

Chapter 40

Epilogue

Afterword

Also by Kathryn Moon

About the Author

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About the book

This story was originally shared with chapter by chapter updates in rough draft form on my Patreon in starting in October of 2023. It has since been removed.

This version of omegaverse is unlike my Sweetverse series in many ways! It’s my goal that the information you need to understand the world in my head is here in the book. In fact, it would be difficult for me to lay out the rules here to you, without including some lies because this world of dragons and alphas and betas and omegas is on the precipice of great change. But if it wasn’t, we probably wouldn’t be here.

However for those who really want clear cut terms, here are some of the “rules” of this omegaverse…some of which might be lies:

Beta and Omega are closer to alternate terms for biological sex, meaning betas are male and omegas are female.

An alpha is the strongest dragon in a geographical region, and rules over the area like a king. They can be deposed by a beta during a physical challenge.

A new alpha undergoes physical changes that lead to them going into a rut, a cycle which reoccurs every ten years.

Betas or male dragons can only be conceived during a rut.

There is no mating, just partnership.

Aside from alphas, only beta dragons have wings. Some but not all of betas can transform into full dragons.

You can find more content information including TWs at kathrynmoon.com

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Chapter OneMAIRWEN

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The melodious chatter of Lady Gertrude's afternoon fête was cleaved by a gasp of shock. I glanced up from the book in my hands, my own small squeak of surprise ringing out a moment too late.

The Alpha of Bleake Isle filled the open doorway.

Playing cards clattered to the table where Mother and her collective had gathered for whist. Crystal glasses of brandy thudded to trays and tables as Father and the other settled gentlemen sat up, their wings rustling in agitation. Even charming Adelaide, who never missed a note or ornamental trill of music on the pianoforte, struck a wrong key.

Today is suddenly so interesting, I thought, holding my breath in my chest, staring at the man who stood across from me.

No. Stood was too mundane a word. I'd seen the alpha, Lord Ronson Cadogan, nearly ten years ago, and another ten years before that, and the sight of him now made my heart race in terror as fast as it had when I was six and sixteen. Not that I should've expected otherwise. He hadn't changed at all. Not even by a single hair.

The man threatened his surroundings, even now, his great height and breadth forced to slightly hunch in Lady Gertrude's otherwise accommodating entrance, glaring at us all out of those black eyes. The talons at the joint of his wings scratched against the wood frame, the sound harsh and jolting in our silence. The afternoon sun streaming through Lady Gertrude's windows did not shine on the alpha, but soaked into him, as if absorbed by his surly stare and dark wings.

One thought was loud, no doubt echoing through every head in the room. What day was it? Had we somehow all lost a month of our calendars? Was it already the day of the selection?

Because as long as I had been alive, the esteemed and feared Lord Cadogan, our isle alpha, had not courted society for any other reason. Father had said he was a stern man of business, often pushing against the interests of the beta gentlemen, but to my knowledge, he made no effort to spend time in the company of omega gentlewomen.

"M-my lord!" Lady Gertrude cried, rising in all her ruffles from the window seat where she surveyed her guests. Words failed her after the exclamation.

My own tongue was tied, but that would've surprised none of the gathered dragonkin society. No, Mairwen the Mouse would have nothing to say. At least nothing of import. The loathsome nickname had ill-suited my appearance since I'd shot up suddenly at sixteen, taller than my own father and most of the men of my acquaintance, and yet Mairwen the Mouse I remained.

Not taller than the alpha, though. I choked on my sip of tea at the thought, then froze as those black eyes found me, like a great hungry cat hearing the scratch of my creature nickname. Not a great cat at all, though. A dragon, and as unlikely to be interested in me as one of his kind might be in a mouse.

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