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It can be used to destroy as its power is limitless. The last dragon was in love with a Lycan called Starci. My mother didn’t like her and sensed evil in her. So to save her friend, she told Vilkas that he was being deceived by her, but he didn’t listen. Vilkas left the kingdom after arguing with my mother and followed Starci blindly, believing that they were fated to each other. But they weren’t.

“I want you to be my first, my only, lover.” I’ve heard the possessive growl of the other dragons. I’m pretty sure that mine rivals any of theirs. “Are you sure, Emmi?” “I’m sure,” she says, pulling her shirt over her head and dropping it on the ground. I lean down and take her mouth, pulling her against me as I pour my love and passion into the kiss. She needs to know what she’s getting into. A dragon loves more deeply than a human could ever imagine. When she clings to me, whimpering with need, I press my forehead against hers.

She sighs heavily, “hell, we don’t even know all that did happen yet.” I give her a weak smile, “I know, something big must have happened for my mother to shift.” She looks at me, “the roar,” her eyes widen, “that wasn’t a wolf Christov.” It’s not a question but a statement. I bite my bottom lip shaking my head, “no, she’s a dragon, a golden dragon, she’s rare and will only shift when it’s dire.” Her eyes go wide, “dire?” She pushes off me, “Christov, what would be dire for her to shift in front of so many people?”

Jade moved to sit on the bed, with her legs crossed. “What exactly is a Dragon’s mate?” “Basically, it is just like a husband and wife. It is a Dragon’s way of getting married. Except a little different. You see when a Dragon finds his mate, there is no other female for him. They are extremely loyal. In fact, it is physically impossible for a Dragon to be with anyone other than their mate.” Staring at her blankly, I waited for her to continue explaining it to me.

“Elara, no child can tame a dragon. Dragons are rare. Most people never even see one.” Liora crossed her arms and looked at Auren with disdain. “And how old is this child? Why is he so small?” “Elara, even if you are angry with Lucian, you should have raised his child properly. You cannot neglect him like this.” “My son is not Lucian’s child.” I looked at them coldly. “He can ride dragons because his father is Kael Drakon, the Supreme Dragonlord.” “And I am Kael Drakon’s wife.”

I keep my arm wrapped around my mother as she continues to cry, her black veil hiding what I’m sure is a blotchy face. But as I sit facing the casket that contains all that’s left of my father, I seethe. The dragons did this. A silver dragon did this. I never hated the dragons before. I considered them a worthy adversary. I stole their eggs and they tried to get them back. Yes, I lost men, good men, and I hated it, but that was before. Now it’s different. Now it’s personal. Now, it’s war. When the service is over, I walk my mother back to her part of the castle. I get her to her room, then make sure her maids are there to help her before I leave.

My eyes widened as I looked at my mother. “What?” I exclaimed, and she furrowed her eyebrows at me. “What?” she asked, confused. “You said Eli, that you managed to kill Eli,” I said and she nodded, still looking confused. “Yes,” she said, “Eli was the leader of the dragon uprising.” I couldn’t believe it. I felt like I had been punched in the stomach and couldn’t get enough breath. I stood up and walked away from my mother. I needed space again all of a sudden. I needed to take this in. The man who had been the bane of my existence, the one who I had feared and had nightmares about. The one who kidnapped me and hurt my friends, and had taken over my brother and made half the town hate me. H

It was then that she remembered, "... You are a hybrid. No, more precisely, you are half-dragon." "Quiet!" She waved her hand at him to shut up and bowed her head again, hundreds of pieces of information filtered in her mind as she recalled everything about the Draconic species as a whole. Dragons were mythical creatures all born from the Dragon of Pride Tiamat, a divine beast at the same level as Asmodeus. From what she remembered, Blaze, Sol's mother, was one of Tiamat's most beloved children, as between all dragons, she was the closest to Tiamat’s element and origin.

, she said before leaving me standing in her chambers, lost from the emotions swirling in my head. “She knows something, Cassius, she may even know they are dragons”, Marcus panicked. Her words sent us on high alert. If, indeed, mother knew that they were dragons, she would stop at nothing, and I mean nothing, to place them in her dungeons, to feast on their blood, and who knows what else. She had always been mesmerized with the power of the dragon’s blood, always and only bowed to that – nothing else. I needed to see Leo, I needed to talk to him. I did not know if I would be able to confess the truth, I did not know how even to begin the conversations about dragons, shifters and our world.

They dressed in white, a counterpart to the order of the Black Knights and honoring Nayara’s bright scales. There came a time, however, when the forces of both humanity and Dragon would be tested, though not in the way any of them might have expected. Neyalha, the Dragon Mother, ageless and seemingly exceedingly wise, grew more and more restless. Her mate Gheyaral did not understand. Together they had created this world, and from his perspective all was proceeding well. Yet Neyalha continued to grow more and more unsettled as she observed the actions of the life she had seeded so many ages before.