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Dragons are intimidating. Their powers are frightening, and I’d be lying if I said I wasn’t afraid.
This would be easier if Rarity was at my side. My dragon doesn’t even know he has another mate and maybe he’d prefer her over me. Perhapsthatneeds to be my plan.
Yet…
My heart just wants to see him even if he kills me.
Even if he spits his fire at me, I will take it if it is all I will ever get from him. If he wants to burn me at the stake, I will spread my arms and let him turn me to ash.
What is life now anyway? If I do not have the love of my mates.
Calling upon my power, the snow swirls around me, and I guide my hands in front of me, imagining an ice pathway that connects to the dragon’s doorstep. I keep my palms face down, focusing so the ice stays intact.
The firegrass sizzles from the freezing temperature and steam rises from either side of the frozen walkway. The heat from underneath warms the bottoms of my feet, but it is not uncomfortable. I am wondering if maybe the power of flame is not as strong as I thought it to be.
A dragon lands just a few yards away from me in a worn part of the yard. Smoke billows from his nostrils as his red eyes follow me as I walk the path. An elf has never been so close to the main entrance of their home.
Not since the day I took Dreven’s life.
I give a friendly nod, hoping he knows I mean no harm.
I step from the ice path to the steps of the castle, turning my head over my shoulder to see not just one, but three dragons watching me.
Two seem ready to kill while the other sits, tucks his wings, and tilts his head.
He seems nice.
I wave my hand to them in greeting and the two hungry-looking ones show their very sharp teeth. The other dragon lifts its paw. Is it a paw? A hand? And waves at me in return. He also shows his teeth, but I think it’s a smile.
The one next to him roars in his face, but the kind dragon with blue scales does not stand down. He growls in return, one that I feel in my core, shaking the fragile marrow.
Another dragon lands in front of them, his back to me, his body towering over the others. He is huge. His tail alone is the size of an old tree trunk, whipping and slashing through the air. His wings stretch beyond his body, an abyss of a shadow falling over me. Fire leaves his mouth aimed at the three dragons creating issues. The black scales remind me of ink, dark and never-ending, an abyss of night, yet there is the same rainbow aura across this body that Dreven had. The only difference is the edges of his scales. They glow orange, similar to the grass below me that’s burning, a constant rolling blaze.
The light pierces through his wings and I notice the left one, tattered and scarred. I’m curious about what could stop a dragon from healing. If he gave me a chance, I could fix his wing. If he allowed me to get close enough.
The massive dragon turns and when I see his eyes, I know who it is.
It’shim.
My mate.
The audacity of him to cross the heartsnow and come onto my land while looking more beautiful than a morning sun heating the firegrass irks me.
It only makes me hate him more. These conflicting emotions eat away at me, pulling me into a spiral of destruction. Fighting my natural instincts to claim him, to show him who he belongs to, to show him he is my property and that no other will ever get to experience his touch, is a sickness I wish on no one.
I want no other to have him. I want no other to experience the cool touch of his silver skin.
All while I don’t want him at all.
Yes, you do. We must. You want him more than your next breath.
My dragon always has something to stay.
Ignoring my beast, I stare at Cailian, and I’m caught in his hypnotic blue gaze. I etch every curve of his face, the defined pout of his lips, and the exquisite curiosity of his eyes into my memory. I forget who we are for a moment. I get lost in the trance of my firebond, the history between us is nonexistent, the murder of my father erased, and all that’s left is hope for our future.
Huffing behind me from the other dragons pulls me away from my enchantment, reminding me of who I am and whoheis.
The man who stole the time I had left with my father. Anything I had to learn from the man who ruled for a thousand years, was taken.
