The Dragon Prince And His Mate นิยาย & เรื่องราว

he answered me like it was no big deal that he had created this beautiful place. I looked at him with so much admirance in my eyes because this room was awesome. "Let's get started, Firstly I need you to shift into a…dragon." I imagined myself as a dragon and opened my eyes to find myself having shifted to the exact form. "Good, now I want you to breath fire on me." he said to me in a serious expression. I gave him the, are you serious look because dragon fire was really dangerous and much hotter than molten lava so a Vampire could burn to death. And I so did not want to be responsible for killing the Vampire King my future father in law if Caspian still decided to marry me.

Afterwards, I lowered my head for my lip to hover above her soft, round ones and before going ahead to kiss her, I brought myself to say the words I've been dying to say ever since I met her, having already pushed it for far too long. “I, Cameron Flynn, Crown Prince of the Silverton Kingdom, accept you, Olivia Redwood as my mate and Luna.” Her eyes widened in shock with her mouth agape for a little over a few seconds. Then as if she realized herself, she smiled and spoke. “I, Olivia Redwood, of the Cold Moon Pack accept you, Prince Cameron Flynn as my mate.” Then with another smile she asked, “Did you just say Crowned Prince?” I smirked at the same time I pushed my shaft into her kitty. “Yes

“How could I forget my mate?” He shakes his head, looking at me in confusion. “I thought dragons didn’t have mates.” “Dragons choose their mates,” I say with a smile, “And I choose you.”

This is what comes of letting your heart and libido rule your head, she chastises herself feeling sorrowful as old wounds reopen. “Prince Xavier.” She blurts his name like an accusation. He took the time to warn her that their coupling could not be undone, but failed to mention he is a prince, a dragon prince. Everleigh is just about to unleash her mind on a troubled Xavier when it dawns on her. Her father knew too much about dragons for it to be a coincidence. His stories were so detailed, they spoke of men appearing from mist, mate bonds and magic tattoos as he called them. He can only have found this out from a dragon. Could it have been her mother? She tells herself that is the only log

And no one had the guts to challenge. Indifferent to all of this, the priest continued to chant the words. Brishor turned to look at Meryl and found her grinning. She really liked what he did with Chezzal and encouraged him in her own way. The lights danced around the two of them. Through the shimmer, they looked ethereal. The audience couldn’t help staring at the beautiful view in front of them. It had been hundreds of years since people had found their mates and there was a wedding of mates. The most complicated case was that of their king. He has two mates and they all knew that his bond was incomplete. But he was one lucky dragon for he found his mate in a human.

“And what? We’re supposed to just... be together? Just like that?” I swallowed, trying not to let her doubts throw me off. “It’s more complicated than that. We share a bond—something deep. It’s the way our kind works. It’s how it’s always been. And, you’re not the only one who’s different, Emma. I can feel it too.” Emma stepped back, shaking her head, her arms crossing over her chest like she was shutting herself off from me. “This is crazy. You’re out of your mind if you think I’m just going to believe that. I’m not some—some mythical creature!”

I will need to be their family now. "Shh, Niblings. Auntie will tell you a story," I promise with a wide-open smile. It will be hours until we make it back home, a long trip for such little hearts. "Once upon a time, there was a strong dragon prince. He lived high on a mountain overlooking the sea. He didn't believe in love, until one day, a beautiful woman was given to him as a sacrifice..."

Filled with fire and volcanos as far as the eye could see. Until one day, when in every corner of the world, a blood-freezing howl was heard. No one knows how, but a great beast had made his nest at the top of the tallest Vulcano in Valaria. A dragon... It terrorized travelers for decades until a young prince from the southern kingdom set on an adventure to kill the beast. For years and years, no one heard from him and all assumed he was dead. Until the prince reappeared. Riding the dragon he tamed and bearing the flags of all the other kingdoms he conquered alone, building the empire of Valaria.

I said, the calmness in my voice surprised even me. The seer blinked in surprise, but nodded. He placed my hand on the sword and began some ancient chants in their tongue. He then poured ceremonial oil over my hand that was on the blade, and as the final words left his mouth, a flash of silver light appeared around my hand. "By the laws of the realm and the ancient blood pact," the high seer intoned, his voice booming through the chamber. "The bond is forged. Princess Diana Blake of the human Kingdom is now declared the chosen mate and wife to Prince Draven Volk of the Dragon Kingdom. May the Creator guide your union."