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Dad had asked Charity to dance and he was gently spinning her around in time with the music.
“Enjoying your night?” Mom asked as she walked toward me, dressed in the most royal purple, over-the-top gown I’d ever seen her wear.
“I am, Mom. Thank you, for everything.”
She had been teaching me how to use my magic, and things were going well in that regard. I still had moments where I instinctively went to stifle it down, but those moments were becoming less frequent. And now that I was leaning into that side of myself, my magic seemed less prone to spill out in unexpected ways.
I was on a journey to self-learning, and while I wasn’t there yet, Charity’s love and positive presence, and my mom’s magical guidance, were helping me along the path to self-acceptance.
She put her arms out and I hugged her tight. “I’m so happy for you, Anthony. You’ve found your fated mate, you’re going to be a father, and our people know that there will be a sorcerer looking after them, even after I’m gone.”
I pulled back and frowned down at her. “You’re not dying anytime soon, Mom.”
She cupped my chin and squeezed. “I know. Still... you’ve finally stepped into being the man you were born to be. I’m so proud of you.”
I looked away and laughed, afraid I might cry if she kept looking at me like that.
“Something I always wanted to ask you,” I said to her. “Charity used to dream about me. I know she told you.”
She nodded. “Yes. What’s your question?”
“Did you put those dreams in her head?” I wouldn’t have been surprised if she did.
Mom raised a single eyebrow at me. “You think I’d put those types of erotic images into her mind? No, son. That was not me.”
My cheeks heated with embarrassment. “Then who was it?”
She shrugged. “You, more than likely.”
“Me?” I said. “I didn’t do that.”
Mom laughed. “You underestimate your magic, Anthony. Your magic, and the fated mate bond. I’m sure it found a way, while you were sleeping, to find your mate and get her ready for you.”
The strength of that statement hit me like a brick. “Wow, that’s incredible.”
“I know.” She leaned forward and kissed my cheek. “I’ll leave you to enjoy your night. I love you.”
“I love you too, Mom.”
She glided away and Veronica sidled up next to me, a glass of wine in her hand.
I raised an eyebrow at the girl I’d known from the moment she was born. “Hitting the alcohol now, dragon daughter?”
Veronica’s blue eyes flared and she tossed her long blonde hair over her shoulder.
“I’m eighteen,” she said, indignation clear in her voice. “It’s legal.”
In European countries, anyway.
“So, what are you doing standing over here?” she asked, turning to stand by my side so we could both watch everyone enjoying themselves. “Surveying your kingdom?”
I scoffed at her. “Second born son, child. Haven’t you learnt how things go?”
She punched me in the arm, hard.
“Hey!” I glared at her. “It’s my wedding day. You’re meant to be nice to me.”
She didn’t apologize, but she didn’t punch me again, either. Instead, she went back to sipping on her drink.
