The World of love is all that I know. The very word lies at the heart of my strength and my weakness. My beast thrives in it and uses it to gain power. The power of love has made me the leader of the dragon clan The power of love has been the very answer to how my clan would now survive in a world where the humans have locked us away.
When they put us here they didn't even make sure we had proper shelter. They didn't care if we had food. If it weren't for my parents, my clan Scarlet Light would have been lost without me. the other clans may have also perished without our donations. After thirteen years of being place here, our people now thrive. Our fields and livestock now can sustain our people and many more, now that we know how many of us there are. Many other dragons who deserve the home and privileges we have made.The life of privilege is one that I have always known. Born from an egg, I woke up in a loving home. My mother was a professor at the local college. She focused her teachings on cultural differences in the world. My father was the CEO of a fortune five hundred company. For years they tried to have a child with to no avail.When the world was collecting all the eggs of the beautiful colors, they were gifted one. My mom always described it as a feeling of intense happiness when she touched it. My father says that some days, he would just stare at it and he had no idea why. The year before I came they decided to go through the adoption process. After jumping through all the channels and hoops, they were approved in just ten short months. They met the woman who would give them a child. They supported her and they waited.They were heart broken when she changed her mind in the end. My mother wallowed for two months. She was unable to go to work or leave our home for the pain it caused her. My father threw himself into his work more than ever. After eighteen years of marriage the pain from losing a child made them grow apart. The day I came into the world is one that I don't remember, but they tell the story frequently.They had dismissed there servants for the day because they felt those that worked for them shouldn't have to be around such a tense atmosphere. They were sitting at the table silently as they enjoyed dinner. Neither were able to say a word to the other as they were tired of trading insults. My father got tired of the quiet and turned on the radio to fill the background noise.He remembers my mother staring at the radio with such an intense moment of joy on her face that he was stunned. Before he could ask her anything she bolted from the table and ran from the room nearly tripping in her wake. The golden egg that had been gifted to them set on a pedestal in their trophy room. As she arrived at the room my mother dove to the floor just as I had fallen after hatching from my egg.Tears cascaded down her face as she got her first look at me. When she placed a kiss upon my tiny head of golden hair I glowed. My skin which had moments before lay unblemished filled itself with a trail of golden tattoos. My father fell to his knees before her as he stared amazed in awe at the baby she now help."How?" he remembers asking."The radio. I heard it on the radio. All the eggs are filled with children. After years, our prayers have now been answered. I can't believe we had what we wanted all along" She cries as she brushes her thumbs across my chubby cheeks."What is he?" My father ask as he traces the tattoos."He is our son. No matter what he is. He is a blessing. If he is different from us he will still be loved despite them. He will be raised to help defend his own race. He will always be a part of us" my mother told him with conviction."Agreed. He will be our little defender. To grow strong and to help those who need it. Our little miracle" he promises as he takes me from my mother's arms. "I like that. Our little defender. I now have the perfect name for our son, my love. We will call him....."I am Xander.My name is Tika Heather. My life was perfect. I grew up surrounded by people. Raised by the best nanny, my own five star chef at my beck and call. My parents provided everything I needed. They held lavish parties and large events. When I didn't have to attend I was always left to my own devices. I was the princess of the tabloids and everyone wanted to know my life.The picture we portrayed made others want to be us. The lies that were told with smiles on her faces were believed by everyone. The day I stopped believing the lies is when everything changed. The trickle of events that happened ended up taking away that perfect life. One mistake made a prisoner in the biggest hell hole. They wanted to see me rot for what I did. The needed me to suffer. I needed me to suffer too.They didn't tell me when they traded me. They didn't tell me that I would be shipped off to a prison worse than the one I deserved. I became their guinea pig with the only purpose to fulfill an alliance. They sent me to my death. To give a monster a baby and pray that I survived the process. One mistake has brought me from the prison I deserved, into one far worse. The best part of this whole thing, I probably deserve that too............After two long weeks, the day that we have all been waiting for is here. As I finish the reports of the day on my computer, my leg bounces with anticipation of what is to come. A smile graces my face as I try to picture what my mate will look like. I wonder if she will be tiny like Maximus' mate Emily. I imagine that since I am even large than him the anatomy of putting our bodies together would be quite difficult. As I have the thought the laughter of my dragon rings out in my head.You honestly think that you would have a problem with the size of our mate. At this point you would be happy with anyone who didn't have male parts. And the best part of all of this ........is you don't even know how the parts work."You know you could learn to be a bit more supportive. This is going to be your mate too. Do you even know what you want in a mate" I ask him.His golden face appears in my mind and I can see his pensive expression clearly. I remove my fingers from the keys of the keyboard and
As the horn sounds for us to wake up I rise from my cot and bang a fist against the bed above me. Rising from the bed I stretch as I walk over to the sink to brush my teeth and was my face before leaving the cell. My cell mate Nona groans as her body cracks in all places from such horrible arrangements. With a grimace I place the toothbrush in my mouth and brush my teeth as quickly as I can.Even after being in here for four years I still can't stand the toothpaste. It's supposed to be healthy because it contains baking soda. They definitely tried to cover the amount of salt with the barest hint of mint. The first couple of months I spent using it I almost threw up from the overwhelming taste of salt. Now that I have been here for so long it is just another part of the day that I hate. I move away from the sink allowing Nona to prepare for her morning also as I change into the only other set of close I have. A white t-shirt and another jump suit. Everyone wears the same uniform. Wear
I am jerked out of the sleep I have fallen into when a weight shifts my seat on the bus. I jerk so hard that I hit my head on the window that I was leaning against. Turning toward my intruder I turn and press my back against it as I see the guard in my face once more.I look at him warily as his gaze sweeps over my body. I quickly look down to make sure that all my clothes are intact and sigh with relief when I see that they are. Looking back at him I roll my eyes at the smile on his face. Knowing him he was probably thinking that I wanted my clothes off or something. "You might want to keep those little looks to yourself princess. I have already seen what you have underneath that jumpsuit. If you want it removed then all you have to do is say so" he says as he licks his lips."I told you once and I will tell you again. I would rather die than have any of you disgusting men touch a single hair on my head" I spit between my teeth. My newfound boldness has me squaring my shoulders agai
I told you that was a bad idea. There were other ways that we could have shown her what we are. Now you have gone and terrified our mate..."We share the same head you know. You can see what my intention was" I reply.She smells like wildflowers....We love wildflowers. I really hope you know what you are doing with our mate. There is no cheating to the mate bond."I wouldn't necessarily call it cheating. I would much prefer we used the phrase speeding up the potential problems" I offered. You may think that you can avoid all the problems now, but we both know that love is never that easy.With that gentle reminder my dragon fades into the back of my mind with a swish on his long golden tale. I get a better grip on my mate and turn to follow the rest of the prisoners in. As I walk I look down at her face and take in her features more closely. She truly is beautiful. Her skin is a smooth honey and looks to be the smoothest skin I have ever seen. Her lips are plump and pink. Even though
I feel different. Normally when I wake it is with an overwhelming sense of dread that I know exactly how my day is going to go. For four years I have been wasting away in this prison. I lost hope that first day when they stripped me of everything I owned and threw me away. They gave me a schedule. I was told when I could eat. I was told when I could go outside. I was given limited options on what I could have. I was told that I would no longer have a future. I wasn't a part of society anymore. I believed that I would die there. This time waking up is different. A feeling swirls in my chest and I frown as I try to decipher it. It's warm and fuzzy. Yet, it's something that I haven't felt in years. When my eyes finally open the lights in the room are bright. I blink around automatically knowing that I am in not in the darkness of the prison. The air here isn't stale and stagnant. It smells chemical almost.Suddenly my memory returns and I look around the room to see the giant man as he
This truly can't be happening. If she was willing then she should understand how this has to go. We cannot rush the mating process. Nothing good could come from it but her death. There has to be a bond of love before the marking can happen. Why would I be blessed with a mate who doesn't care for the value of her own life? Would being with someone of my kind really be so bad.It was a mistake to show her what we are so soon. Now she doesn't want anything to do with us. Your stupid plan is costing us our mate. You need to do something.Her voice cuts off the demands of my beast and we are both shocked by what she says next. If what she said before was bad then her words now fill me with fear. "if I am to die anyway, then does the process really matter." Her words cause me to feel intense shock and I can't believe what she has just said.What is wrong with our mate. Why is she dying? We cannot lose her Xander."Why are you going to die? Is there something wrong with you? Are you sick?" I
As I cower against the wall with my eyes squinched tight together, I slowly make myself relax. With a deep breath I release the tension in my body and I stand up straight. I vision the forest on the drive here as my eyelids relax. When the growling stops, I wait for the pain. I wait and I wait. Yet no pain comes.A hand lands on my shoulder and I just in fright as my eyes fly open. They whirl around the room as I search for danger and check my shoulder for a wound. With a frown on my face I turn to see a women in white scrubs who happens to look just as frightened as I do. I look around the room and finally notice that I no longer see the giant blonde man. I don't even see a trace that he was ever here.I would think that I imagined it but it's as if I can still smell him in the room. His scent is sweet like corn but like the corn has been roasted to become tender over a warm fire. The nurse watches me warily as I search the room. "My name is Julia. I'm not here to hurt you. I just wa
"I have to explain some more things to you before I can answer that. I do just hope that by the end of this conversation that you will want to stay" I tell her honestly. More than anything I want her to choose to stay. I have waited too long for her to just let her go.She is ours. If we must, we will keep her here."I don't want a mate who doesn't want to be here. I refuse to take that from her. If she is to stay then it has to be willingly. We will just have to do the work to convince her" I state to him. As I push him to the back of my mind a sudden idea hits me."Why don't we take this conversation outside. I'm sure that you could use some fresh air right about now. I know that I could" I say as I rise from the chair. A smile breaks across her face at the thought and my heart swells knowing that I am the one to caused it. I walk to the door of the room and watch as she rises from the bed. She finally releases Julia's hand even though she still watches Maximus and I closely. I don