Chapter 12: Return

Aiden

    I stayed away for longer than I can take, but she can’t see me like that. I was molting, and it is undignified to be itching and scratching and leaving scales everywhere, so I went to a dragon owned spa outside of Napa Valley for my molting period of 3 days. I also visited a winery that will supply us with special wine designed with fae, Dragons and Witches in mind, they are working on a wolf wine, but have yet to perfect it. There are two vineyards that specialize in vampire wine I have lined up. That stuff is for the basement of the club, where mortals won’t be able to order it and realize that their wine is in fact a blend of fine reds that are primarily specially processed blood. 

   I got in yesterday evening and dropped by Morte Diem to ask August a few questions and get another look. We may be competitors but as the only non fae owned Supernatural nightclubs in Boston and having a similar vibe, we can work together. There are more than enough Supernaturals and Humans to keep both of our clubs packed to the brim.

     I have just one more stop before going in to the club. The jeweler has finished the necklace that I ordered for Willow and I am going to pick it up. I won’t give it to her until opening night. She has to come to opening night. Even if she doesn’t feel the mate bond, I am confessing to her she is my fated mate that night. I can’t keep waiting for her to recognize it.

     When I arrive at the club, I enter silently and see Raff with his hand on her back as she adds gold leafing to the eyes of the dragon that looks almost exactly like Drelduin. Drel bristles and puffs up, proudly in my mind.

     ‘Our mate recognizes us on a subconscious level. It must be you who is messing things up.’ 

     He laughs, and smoke escapes my lips as he puffs clouds of it in his amusement.

      I don’t like them being so close without me here to supervise and their laughter and comfort level with one another makes me jealous. I want both of them, but they seem affectionate with one another. If it comes down to it I need her, so she is the priority. 

     I walk behind them and wait until the half fae has assisted her to stand stably on the floor before making my presence known. I am greeted with smiles and Willow’s announcement that she has completed the mural. It is glorious! It is like looking at a gilded portrait of Drelduin in life size. 

     “It’s gorgeous and now you must promise to join us for our grand opening,” I practically purr. 

     “I will try, but for now I have to wash up. Did Felix invite you out tomorrow night? We were thinking of making it a casual night, just beers and appetizers at his place,” Willow asks.

      “Yes, he did. I will see you there,” I reply and she shakes my hand as I hand her the payment for her hard work and she leaves. 

       “She did an amazing job,” Raff comments.

     “Yes, she did. She captured him perfectly without ever seeing him,” I reply with a wink.