School continued as normal. It dragged on like a never-ending story, and everyone went back to ignoring me and fusing about my new friend.
It was hilarious when Rachel came over to Justine and myself at break to invite Justine to ‘hang-out’ with the ‘cool’ group instead of ‘hanging’ with ‘fatso’. Justine stared at her for a while and then answered in a questioning voice. “Who is this fatso you speak of as far as I could notice the only ‘fatso’ is that girl in the ‘cool’ group that is so very clearly with child and the bunch of sickly thin cockroaches.” Rachel didn’t know how to answer this and gawked at this new girl in astonishment. Realisation hit her. She looked over her shoulder at Beverly, the only one with a little wait on her. Dump founded, and with a cruel smile, she murmured; " Pregnant. You don't say." She turned around, flipping her hair over her shoulder, and returned to the group. Ass swaying from side to side. Very clearly on a mission. "So, Beverly... when are you due?" She said in a too loud whisper. Beverly's face went white as a sheet. She looked from one person to the other. "What... are you... talking about?" She tried to act cool but stumbled over her words. "Oh, Beverly, no need to hide it from us. We are all friends here. It is actually really obvious." She pointed at Beverly's very, tiny baby bump. Beverly's hand shot to her stomach; " I know I picked up weight, but I am not pregnant. " She said too quickly, and by mistake, her eyes shot to someone and then back. From where I was sitting, I couldn't see who it was, but Rachel didn’t miss it. She smiled a wicked smile. "It is our little secret." She whispered to Beverly, this time no one else could hear. "Poor girl." I whispered to no one . I knew exactly what that girl would have to endure now. She just became Ratchels new target. Al through the day Justine didn’t say anything else, she was just quietly observing. My day didn’t get any better, but at least my family was not there when I eventually got home. I was still staring awe stricken at the glimmering weapons surrounding me. When I heard Justine’s voice: “Those are all yours. It is naturally resized and modified, so you can use it comfortably.” I couldn’t quite understand what she was referring to. She gestured to the sword lying next to me. When I reached out to touch it, I paused slightly. My fingers brushed lightly across the hilt, but when I took the hilt in my hand, a vision filled me. A vision of a little two year old girl fighting and wielding a small, identical sword like a champion danced across my eyes. I pulled back quickly, shocked and breathless. “Do you remember?” she asked. “Was that me?” I asked in disbelief. “Yes. Nia, you were trained to be one of the best warriors from that tender age.” “How?” I asked, dazed and confused. “As you already know, you are not human. As a non-human baby, you grew much faster than a human baby.” “How much faster?” “At three months, you could already run.” She looked a little amazed. “Just me or all non-human babies?” “Mostly all non-human babies. It depends on your race, but you grew very fast for a mixed race baby.” I could not believe what I was hearing it felt so right, but could it be? “What am I?” I asked, not really certain if I truly wanted an answer. “We are…we are not sure…” she said, carefully staring at her hands. “How can you not be sure?”"Do not worry, my dear. They will not judge you. " Ackenora tried to reassure me as we stood in front of my parents' home. We have been standing there for some time, and the twins were getting inpatient, but I wasn't completely sure that they would not judge me. I knew that they would be disappointed. They had this illusion of me ending up with their son. I took a deep breath before I knocked once, twice when I heard someone making their way to the door. The face of utmost joy greeted me as the door swung open. "My darling your home." My mother pulled me into a hug when she noticed that I was, in fact, not alone. I pulled away slightly and introduced Ackenora. My chest swelling with pride as I introduced my twins. "These are your grand babies, Rowan and Rae." She smiled, but as my words sunk in, I could see confusion entered her eyes before the same pride overcame her. She looked around to see if she was missing someone, but when she couldn't see anyone else, she asked, in
"What cannot be?" I asked Eric. He bared his teeth at me as he jumped and swung around. Surprised and disturbed. I held up my hands in a 'sorry, it's just me gesture'. He smiled apologetically and turned back to stare at whatever he was staring. He was looking for something. I gave him a few minutes, hoping he would break the silince before I interrupted him again. I hated awkward silence. "What did you see?" After another few minutes in silence, he answered in a whisper; "I think there might be a dragon left in this cruel world of ours." My heart instantly went into overdrive, I could feel it pounding in my throat. I instantly tried to see what he saw. The words were stuck underneath my heart, beating in my throat. Could it be? I could feel Eric examining me before he asked; "I can't tell if you're excited, disappointed, or scared, but are there more dragonshifters or even dragons out there? " For a moment, the question angered me. I found it insulting. Why would I b
"Even my fiancé is a bloody outlaw, the stupid slut!" "Vigo." I said calmy. "You! Don't get to say my name!" He sounded like a petulant child throwing a tantrum. "Very well, fuck nut, fuck off..." I said calmly. Even I was suprised at how calm I sounded. "You don't get to talk to me like that! Do you know who I am?!" I knew it was a rethorical question but I answered anyway. "A spoiled mommy's boy who cannot fight his own battle or find a woman that has not been forced to be with him. Now run a long and pretend to be important." I shooed him away with my hand. His mouth opened and closed. Searching for words that would just not come. He looked like a fish out of water. "Go-on" I shooed him again. His expression went completely blank. "You will regret this. " He huffed but still didn't make a move. "You think? I don't. The only card you hold is your mommas card. You don't have the balls to fight your own battles, and you never will. Now fuck off and leave me
"Mother?" I asked nervously. I knew she would be furious again. My parents freaked out every time I mentioned leaving. Even if it was just for a little while. I found it easier to sneak out and hope to be back before they noticed. I struggled to adapt to being back. I was alone for a very long time, and I was so used to being alone. Scales and I communicated mentally. Sometimes, I forget that no one else can sense me as he does. "Dimitri!" "Yes, Mother?" "Where were you? You didn't even say anything!" She moaned Frustration caused a sigh to escape with a puff of smoke. "Do you want to burn the house down!" She asked rethorically, fanning her hand in front of her face. "You missed her!" My mother sighed, plopping down on the couch. "Who?" I asked, changing the subject, but honestly, I hoped she wasn't talking about the female again. I am already sick of her, and I haven't even met her yet. I don't understand why they can not just tell me what she looked like. Instead, it was a
"Zinnia, you and Vera will fly." That made me remember that she had wings now. They were white before, but now they were black.A shit load of questions popped into my head, but I couldn't ask them as William continued. "Eric will follow on the ground. Eric, I have arranged.... Here are the details." He handed me a piece of paper. I scanned it quickly. Basically, I will be taking myself over in a house boat. I saw his plan in this, and I understood why he didn't want to talk out loud. There were eyes and ears everywhere. I gave the piece of paper back to William so that he could destroy it. "Very well." I knodded. Vera came around the house in her dragon form. My breath hitched in my throat. She was breath takingly beautiful. Her emerald eyes were brilliant against her red scales. "Goodbye and thank you for everything... William, good luck and be safe, please." I heard Zinnia greet the two men, and that pulled me out of my silent admiration. I turned to greet as well w
"Eric and Vera will escort Zinnia to the nesting grounds. There, you will find a safe spot to stay for the time being. This will have to happen tonight." The latter William said in a hushed tone. Even though I really didn't want to do this, it was impossible to say so. My grandmother would be very disappointed if she found out. I could see the need in Williams' entire being to be off to avenge his mate. I was trapped in a dungeon for two years, and I needed some time to sort myself out before I returned home. "Very well." I gave in. "Vera?" William asked. She shook her head a few times, like she wanted to say no, but instead, her mouth said; "I will get her ready." There were tears swimming in her emerald eyes, but she got up and swallowed them down loudly. Her firey red hair wipped around as she turned and left the room, slamming the door slightly. It was another indication that she was not happy about this arrangement either. I realised I was staring when I saw both men's g