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My mother was at the mansion, no doubt informed by Aisha about our tense encounter. "I don't understand why you humans create so much drama," Dargo, my dragon alter-ego, muttered in my head. "Your mother's nagging is tiresome. Can't we at least enjoy a drink at the bar tonight?" "Dargo, can't you keep quiet and let me handle my mother? As for finding a mate, I've decided to win Ella back and claim her as my own," I retorted. Dargo snorted. "Darcus, if we claim her, she won't be able to handle our combined power. Only a dragon woman can truly meet our needs." His words grated on my nerves.

she said and my eyes widened. Darius? That Darius that had a mate who was the dragon dancer? “Wait, mom what?” I nearly exploded and she laughed. “Yes, his mate was a dragon dancer and they both saved the world from one of the deadliest and gruesome supernatural war,” she answered my unasked question. “What was he like?” I asked her. “I didn’t exactly get to meet him but I got to read about his adventures. From what my mother and grandmother told me, he was fearless and brave. He was also strong, very strong and witty,” she said with a small laugh.

Then mother pointed a dragon with dark red staining its forehead. "Among the five dragons, this one rules when it comes to matchless prowess and strength. He's called the Vetrik Jihn Drakon, your dad's enemy since ancient days. There was much destruction when they once fought in the black days, the first year of Earth's birth." "But dad won, right?" I asked. My mother hugged me tenderly and kissed my forehead. "Your dad is strong. But careful as we are, we should be watchful of the shaking of the grounds for it will soon come. The gathering."

"Your daughter is safe and her secret safe with me." Lydia nodded her head and studied the red haired boy with her daughter. "That is very good of you son, so what kind of creature are you?" Lydia asked. "He is a dragon mother, my Dragon." Sarah answered for Jorkallun. "A dragon?" Lydia asked surprised. "I never picture a mermaid and a dragon together, it is very rare to see your kind and our kind together but if you dare break my daughter heart, I wouldn't mind you are a dragon, I will hunt you wherever you are and kill you, hope I am clear?" Lydia added with seriousness.

She looked back at me with those dark eyes that had never once in nineteen years pretended not to see something they were seeing. "Mate bonds," I said carefully, "in dragon culture they are not chosen. They are recognized. The dragon part of a person identifies their counterpart and it is" I paused. "It is not a feeling exactly. It is more like a fact. Something that simply is, regardless of whether either person is ready for it or wants it." Lyra was quiet. "And Drex," she said. "His dragon has recognized" "Yes," I said. She looked at the window. "He is two hundred and thirty years old," she said.

Was my second question. “Yes, Erica and Lydia devised the plan with Mabel so that Ecria could mate with Loclyn and have a Royal ranking and same for Lydia but with myself” Jax answered again. “My mother, Ophelia, was born a dragon?” I looked at my father to answer. “Yes, she was Jax’s mother, Storm's second in command and best friend”! My father exc;aimed. “Jax is a dragon, born to dragon parents, so pure in his bloodline?” I looked between Blake and Jax for the answer.

Asana held my hand with both of hers and asked, "What's she like? Is she as beautiful and talented as everyone says?" Hearing her flurry of questions, I started to think, 'I already regret telling her...' "My Mother is a kind and generous dragon. As for how she looks, I've been told by many people that she and I look almost the same. As for her talent, I've seen her magic talent my entire life. As for her healing, I've never personally seen its full extent, only my brothers." "How talented is your brother? I heard he far exceeds the Duchess." "Well, when I was 2 years old, I fell and was on the brink of death, but even though Dan didn't have any training yet, he managed to save my life. So a

I wasn't sure. Thankfully, she continued to command the conversation. "Dragons are ridiculously loyal creatures. We will protect things that we see as precious. People more often than things. If we can't, it will break us." She made her move, knocking over my queen with her bishop and swiping it off the board. "What do you mean?" I asked, moving my knight out of the way from her next attack. "I will do everything in my power to keep you from breaking my son." Her rook claimed my bishop.

a middle aged woman cut Larissa short. “And who are you?” I asked, curious about who she might be. “You can call me Ashera,” she answered and I glanced at Larissa expecting her to say something. But she lowered her gaze and trembled like she had met a ghost. “Ashera, I still don't know who you are. Please can you be elaborate,” I requested and she chuckled. “Of course. I am the Queen mother of the city. Mother to the dragon heir and wife of the late king,” she declared with certainty in her voice.

It seemed like he was larger than life, one of the primordial vampires. The tale was still not over, even upon my father marrying my mother. It was far from reaching. Some dispute arose. My mother was the daughter of one of the greatest Dragon Lords. By virtue of rumors, he was one of the most fierce guys throughout the supernatural world. And then, a brutal fight arose, between the strong powers of Dragons and that of vampires. More than that, things were said to me that I should hate my father's, but something was wrong, and a truth was yet to be revealed.