Creeds pov. Today has been absolute hell. Me and my dragon, Hunter, can not agree on anything lately, not being able to find our mate has taken a toll on us, we’re twenty four years old and need our mate, especially since the dragon magic is dying without female dragons left. Something is missing from our soul, making us feel completely miserable. My father, that bastard, has been hassling me to take a chosen mate but I won’t, I know my fated mate is out there somewhere. I don’t think I could take a chosen mate. It would break me down… ‘I don’t want to take a chosen mate, Creed, it’ll break my soul,’ Hunter says to me in my mind. ‘I know, I know,’ I mumbled back, wanting the same thing as him. Our fated mate. Our other half to our soul. I am the dragon king, today is my birthday and I will go out tonight to look for my mate. The only person on my mind lately. My beta and gamma are going to come with me considering we have been best friends since we were little fledglings.
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