The Last Phoenix Shifter

 I never took risks, never did anything that could jeopardise everything I am doing to survive, I spent my time working and then going home to my small one bed apartment, and even at work I took no risks, accepting a job in a back office; where I would see no one and no one to see me. you may be wondering why I take no risks, why live on take out  and microwave meals, it's because I can't afford to be found, my parents did everything they could to hide me. To keep me out of the place I know is out there, to keep me away from the supernatural. Not because I wasn't one of them, but because I was the last of my kind. the last phoenix shifter. Many believe my kind is lost and perhaps we are, my parents were killed trying to protect me, because whilst they had phoenix blood they did not have any of the abilities that come with it. They were perfectly normal, and they were mine, my only family. The only people who I have ever been close to. I can regenerate, come back from the d

He placed me onto my feet and took a step back, moving to stand with Gabriel near the book shelf whilst I began drowning in my own panic, something was going on here that I didn’t know about and I didn’t feel comfortable telling them anything until I knew what they had planned for me. “Feel free to show us at anytime doll.” Maddox says firmly, no hint of kindness in his tone As he leans back in his chair. “Not until you tell me what’s going on, you were bringing me here long before I admitted what I was.” I growl, my tone just as harsh. Gabriel laughed, but it was a dry and humourless sound “So you do have some brain cells left after the crash.” “Yes plenty.” I snap, “but watch your tone Gabriel Cross, I don’t have to show you anything, I only told you to save my own skin. I can quite easily shift and leave.”&

I walk her up two flights of stairs to my personal room, the young Phoenix shifter fast asleep in my arms, as naked as the day she was born, but she was Absolutely perfect, from the freckle on a hip to the small spot that appeared on her forehead. I would be proud to call her mine, but something tells me she doesn't feel the way that we do, that she doesn't know what the bond is. whilst I have no problem teaching her, I'm not sure the others would feel the same way they have never been as patient as I am. I know that most of them decided a long time ago that they didn't want to Mate, Leaving me with the task of trying to convince them.I wish they would see it as I do, she is a gift sent was from the gods, a perfect firebird, to match our fiery moods, perhaps she could put a few of us in our place. I could already tell that she had spirit, though there was something very deep within her, and I could tell she had a troubled past. someone is harmed our little phoenix and I want

I watch as she curls onto her side and cries, whilst I am temped to push the button again just because of her insolence. Can't she just understand that she is going nowhere? Why attack me when she knows she is powerless?I growl in anger and kneel beside her, watching as tears fall from her eyes. "Learn quickly Little one, I don't like hurting you. But I will.""please make it stop." She cries helplessly, clutching the silver around her neck.I nod and turn of the shock, allowing her a moments rest. It's not like I enjoy hurting my mate, but I am doing what has to be done, we are the dragon kings and we must have her by our side, now that we've found her, letting her go can only mean trouble for her and us. She needs to stay alive and in our care. If our enemies knew what and who she was, they would take her from us. "let's get some breakfast." I say, hoping she will calm down. "ok." She sobs lightly, holding her arms out towards me.&nb

"I hate you!" She sobs at me, clutching the collar as though it would ease her pain. I hadn't come with the intention of hurting her, but she had pushed my buttons and made me angry, I had never been very good at controlling my temper at the best of times, especially with those who weren't my chosen mates as the Dragon kings were. We were a sort of family, we had been together for centuries and we planned it to be that forever. she was nothing but a problem to us, a complication we didn't realise we needed, or wanted. But now she was here and we needed her, we all wanted to have our own children, but we couldn't give each other that. She can. She can give us what we want if she'd just cooperate. she doesn't understand that she is our only option, the only chance we may ever get for it. I quickly clean up the contents of the tray and storm out of the room, locking the door. I was supposed to try and get her to listen, but she