The Dragon Lord's Reborn Mate

DAKOTA

   "Mel, it's not what you think. I-I can assure you" My boyfriend of two years stammers while I stand in front of the bed, frozen to the spot. Vera scrambles out of bed, holding the white sheets to her chest. I feel like I am dreaming. It doesn't make sense that Vera has just been in bed with my boyfriend. Vera who is supposed to be my bestfriend. Vera who had rubbed my back and let me cry in her arms each time I recalled the pain my ex-mate had caused me.

I swallow hard, the tears stinging my eyes. My heart hurts. I feel like I'm suffocating.

"Melanie, I-"

I cut her off before she can complete her statement.

"How long has this been going on?" I ask, my voice shaky.

"That's not-" Carter can barely look me in the eyes. It is at this point that the rage sets in.

"I'm going to kill you. Right here. Right now" my voice has gone so cold, I can barely recognize it.

Color drains from their faces and they start to back away, already pleading with me. I am trembling as my blood boils with rage. Never again will I let myself be used. This is the third time and it will be my last. With a cry of rage, I attack Vera. My claws are already out, my wolf taking over. My claws mark her shoulders, leaving bloodied dents on her pale skin. I ignore her cries as I smack her across the face, eliciting a cry of pain from her.

"I'll kill you! I'll fucking kill you!" I yell, wrapping my fingers around her neck. She lets out choking sounds as she struggles against my hold. Behind me, Carter is trying to drag me off her. The urge to make someone bleed has never been this strong.

Carter succeeds in dragging me off her. I'm kicking and screaming as he carries me out of the hotel room and pushes me outside. He locks the door immediately.

Still hurt and burning with rage, I pound my fists against the door until I'm too exhausted to do anything but cry. The bag containing my things has been thrown out in the hallway. I pull it closer to myself and rise to my feet.

'What did I do wrong?' I ponder, more tears rolling down my cheeks.

Today wasn't supposed to go like this. It was supposed to be our anniversary. We were supposed to have the day all to ourselves in the hotel. I had planned everything out. Carter was supposed to be the one. I thought I'd found the one I was going to be with for the rest of my life. I have endured two rejections from my fated mates. It stings each time I think about it. My wolf had barely survived the rejections. So, I had decided to give up on having a mate as an omega. I never thought that this would happen. I must have the worst luck when it comes to men.

Sniffling, I head downstairs to the bar. I ignore the puzzled stares being thrown my way as I take a seat by the counter, placing my bag on the floor beside me.

"Woah, you look like you've had a rough night" the bartender comments, a concerned look in his brown eyes. If I wasn't so heartbroken, I would have considered him to be my type. He has clean shaven jaw and a head full of wavy black hair.

He hands me a handkerchief and I let out a sigh of gratitude.

"The bathroom is that way. You'll feel better when you wash off all that tears" he says, pointing towards my left. I nod slowly, rising to my feet. I can feel his gaze on me until I am out of his sight.

In the bathroom, I wash my face and stare at the mirror. My face is bare and my exhaustion is written all over it.

"It's not the end of the world, Mel. Let's just get wasted and go home" I sigh, running my fingers through my black hair.

My eyes are red-rimmed and swollen. I look defeated.

"He cheated on you. It's his loss. Many young people suffer from heartbreak. You're not special. Move on, that's all you have to do" I mumble to myself.

Carter had cheated on me in the room we had booked together. When this sinks into my mind, my heart hurts even more.

Letting out a shuddering breath, I walk out of the restroom and head back to the bar.

"Give me the strongest drink you have" I tell the bar man. He gives me a smile.

"Coming right up"

While he mixes my drink, I let my gaze wander around the bar.

Several drinks later, I feel a burning gaze at the back of my head. Curious, I glance across the counter. There's someone staring at me.

And that someone is a hot eye candy. He's wearing a silver suit and a white shirt. His long black hair has brown highlights and it is pulled away from his face in a neat man bun. His beard is neatly trimmed and he's wearing a black eye patch over his left eye. His suit does nothing to hide how fit his body is. Everything about him is attractive. But, his visible azure eye is different. It draws me in and keeps me enchanted. I gulp, suddenly feeling thirsty.

From the corner of my eye, I notice that he's heading towards me. My cheeks heat up at the thought of spending the night with the handsome hunk. A sloppy grin tugs at my lips as I take another sip of my drink. My mind feels clouded and my head feels woozy. I think I'm drunk.

"Miss?"

Our gazes clash and my heart begins to pound like never before. Up close, his gaze is intense.

"Hi" I breathe.

"You look lonely" His voice is doing weird things to my insides. Maybe, I'm just drunk.

"Want to take away that loneliness?" I whisper seductively. He smirks and takes my hand in his. Ever so gently, he presses a kiss to the back of my palm.

"I appreciate beauty when I see it. And you, my dear, are stunning"

"What's your name?" I ask, unable to take my eyes off him.

"Dashiell" he responds. Even his name has a sexy ring to it. My excitement has gone up a notch.

When he leans closer to me, I find myself relaxing as his sweet scent washes over me. He's definitely not human, I'm aware of that. But, my senses are overwhelmed by the alcohol and my lust.

"Upstairs" he whispers, bringing me to my feet.

A couple of minutes later, we are in his hotel room, his lips on mine. His hands are the dominating type. His body is a work of art and he touches me like a pro.

Everything he makes me feel is intense. I am a moaning mess and when he makes love to me, I realize how great of a lover he would make. I don't want him to stop. I want the night to go on endlessly. Over and over again, I come undone beneath him.

I want him to mark me with his hands and leave an imprint on me. I want him to lock me in his bag and take me home with him. My mind goes blank and so does my brain.

...

  I open my eyes with a loud gasp. I'm naked, it's the first thing I realize. Memories of my passionate night with the handsome hunk fills my mind and I look around, expecting to find him in the room with me. Instead, I'm greeted by the presence of six individuals. With a cry of bewilderment, I bring my hands to my chest.

"Melanie Kai, you have been summoned by the six. You were murdered two hours ago" a white haired woman speaks, her face expressionless.

"W-what? M-murdered?! What kind of prank is this?! Where am I?!"

"Look behind you" a man comments this time.

My naked body is lying on the bed. My throat has been slit and the sheets have been stained crimson.

"W-who? H-how? No, this can't be happening! I can't be dead!" I sob, my shoulders heaving.

"You have a chance to be reborn and get your vengeance on those who have wronged you"

I look up, my eyes wide.

"But."

I frown.

"But?"

"You must complete the assignment given to you. Failure to do so will end you"

I swallow hard, weighing my options. I don't want to die. At least, not yet. Returning for vengeance sounds good as well.

"Fine. I'll do it"

The six of them exchanges glances and looks back at me.

"You will be given a new body and a new name" one of them tells me.

"Before the assignment is given to you, you must take an oath not to turn your back on us"

"That's all?"

They all nod in response.

"I'm in" I say, letting out a shaky breath. My life as Melanie Knox has ended. Still, I can't believe I was murdered right after a great sex.

All of a sudden, everything goes black and when I open my eyes again, two good-looking guys are hovering over me with worried eyes.

"Kota? Are you alright?" the first one asks, his blue eyes filled with concern. However, the second person kisses me on the forehead and pulls away.

"Love, are you in pain?"

I blink, flabbergasted.