Under the Crimson Moon: A Dragon's Pride

With a year given to me, I don’t want to waste a single second of it. However, the one named Rem hasn’t had his fill of me yet. He quickly blocks my way, shooting me death glares that hold no effect on me at all. However, out of respect for the promise I just made, I remain patient with him.“You can’t go out there and just fuckin’ do whatever!” He yells at me. I arch a brow but wait for him to finish. “You have to promise you won’t disturb the peace! No one can know what you fuckin’ are, got it!?”Oh. Was that all he was worried about?“Do not worry. None of the mortals will know me. I only plan to deal with my rival, and no other,” I tell the Hunter. He sighs and looks away from me, clearly unhappy at having just lost his mate to the unknown. The other two are silent as we speak, but I can tell from their expressions they are worried.“Not a single one!” Rem warns me, th

I don’t go far from where Maxen lives, but I am quite happy to explore the new world as a human. Creating the new ‘money’ thing with my powers is no easy feat, however, as I am so used to using the old world silver and cold coins, yet they do seem to have similar currency even if it looks different.I don’t need to use the money to get what I want. It is easy enough to make mortals give me anything I demand, but I promised those busy-bodies from before that I would fit in. So, after a couple of ‘magic tricks' to get a hold of some money, I could easily afford a meal and a place to stay didn’t come hard to find either.What I did notice were the cute little plush toys of my bloodline in the shops. I almost wanted to buy one, but I didn’t think my father would approve of them. Or rather, he wouldn’t approve of me having them. He would probably be pleased humans still worshipped us in some roundabout way.As soon as m

On the first day in Max’s home, I felt for the first time in my life a coldness that I couldn’t warm away. Not that the weather was cold, but that Max remained shut off from me. I couldn’t put a finger on it, exactly, but there was something there that made me curious about why he acted so coldly towards me, despite his request. He spent the day in the other room, making my bed, he had said. The only other time he came out was to eat and to go to the bathroom. Neither time did he try to speak with me, and any time I tried to speak with him, he would shut me out and tell me to watch TV. Then, night came and he told me to sleep. It felt like I had taken one step forward and ten steps back. There was no progress to be made here, and I needed to figure out what I needed to do to get him to accept this battle. Perhaps cooking him breakfast hadn’t been enough? Starting tomorrow, I would find other ways to make Max open up to me. There had to be something he liked o

I want so badly to follow Max to his ‘work’, but there would be no hiding who I really am from him. He would see my true form through any illusions I cast, and my human form is only the one, so it isn’t as though I could pretend to be a whole different human. I watch what direction he heads off towards and when he is out of sight, I keep watch of his aura.I’m sure he will be fine. There is no sign of Hafgan anywhere around this city but beyond it? I can’t tell. My sight doesn’t reach everywhere, so I just have to make sure nothing enters the city and we will be fine. At least, I hope so.In truth, I am not even sure Hafgan will give off an aura. I assume he will, much like any other dragon, but being dead changes things. Dragons do not die naturally. They only die in combat, usually against knights, but sometimes against one another. I have never seen a dragon’s soul before.The thought that Hafgan could sneak past me a

It has been almost a week now and any time I try to arouse Max; he stops me from going any further than a mere kiss. He easily melts into those kisses, but beyond that? Nothing. I’m feeling a little sexually frustrated at being teased like this. However, I will never force him. This is his first time. Of course, he would be nervous about it. Right? At least, that is what I keep trying to tell myself. I sigh and wait for him to come home from work. I still dislike him leaving me here when he could be at risk, but so far, nothing out of the ordinary has happened. As soon as I hear the familiar click of him unlocking the door, I rise to my feet and rush to the door to greet him. “Welcome home,” I say, wondering if he wants me to do this at all. I’m not sure how to be a boyfriend. Dragons rarely date like this. It’s all lust and desire with us, so these expectations are new to me. Max offers me a brief smile, hiding his joy at my greeting badly. “I’m home,” he mu