The Were King Mate

 It has been almost two hundred years since a shifter walked between the fire of the blue and red dragon without being burnt to a crisp. That was what Cole was about to do. Even knowing that he had defeated their masters and that he is now their ruler, he still needed to be crowned before all and the best way for him to be crowned and accepted as the new king of shifters was if he could survive the flames. He would. He knew he would but it did not change the fact that he was still regarded to walk through flames. “My king…” The lynx shifter croaked, the last of her kind, protected by other types of shifters because she was the oldest among all. Over a thousand years and with the gift of foresight, she was leaning heavily on her staff as she and the small band of witnesses all waited to see Cole survive, witnesses taken from each type of shifter that exist, witnesses that will go back to their people and tell them that a new king is crowne

Myra loves the journey whenever she leaves her settlement and moves on one of the supposed ambassadorial jobs which she always goes to. She might not like the courts and the attitude of other supernaturals especially the snobby ones but there was always one part of the journey she loved, her being on the road. She could always teleport to where she was going but she finds it better to move among the human population. Their overcrowded cities and ill-mannered tempers makes it the perfect feeding ground for her and it was a change up from the usual supernatural diet. She had discovered that their emotions came second to none other but her own race and their memories could easily be modified. And the major reason why she likes travelling among humans was that she gets the peace and quiet, time away from other supernaturals and that was why she was surprised to see a familiar blond hair a few paces ahead. Jacob, one of the vampire leaders, th

Three hours later, Myra was surprising laughing and joking with Ashley and Gwen as they had drinks in a bar not so far from the council building. Myra learnt that they were closer to her age than their mates. Granted she was older than them. “God, how I wish for some alcohol right now?” Gwen mumbled, eyeing Myra drink with greater interest than any pregnant woman should have. “You can’t, you are pregnant.” Ashley cautioned as he took the liberty to keep the alcoholic drinks away from Gwen side of the table and keep the juice flavored drinks to Gwen side. “This is discrimination of the highest standards. Gwen griped even as she drank heavily from her cup. “You are the first pregnant vampire I have ever seen.” Myra slurred, she needed to stop while she was ahead, she was drunk than she anticipated but then again, she was planning on burning it all away when she visited the bathroom next. “Yep, that’s me. Making history.” Gwen replied. “Your mate is history.” Myra snorted and the

“What are you doing here?” Myra asked, her tone all confrontational. “Err, looking for you.” Cole replied like it was the dumbest question ever which Myra should know because mates are rarely separated during the first few weeks since their mating and it applied to all races. “Shouldn’t you be still sleeping?” Myra asked, swallowing air loudly when Cole walked to her, the same way he did when she was ranting. Like he was on a hunt and she was his prey. “You only wore me out because that’s my first time, don’t count on it again.” He growled leaning into her space while Myra seemed to watch him transfixed. “I would have never suspected that The Were king was a virgin.” Vince whispered loudly just to rib Cole who stared at his vampire counterpart out of the corner of his eyes. “First time with a Succubus, don’t act like my words mean anything else besides why are you having some inane pleasure from this, what are you? Twelve?” Cole asked Vince who shrugged. “It is annoying you so I

If there was one thing that Myra hates, it was when someone was trying to intimidate her, she was used to power plays and had enough diplomacy training behind her to know that this woman was the one in wrong already. “A guest for now, you?” Myra asked, shifting back, unwilling to start a fight without her knowing the person and she was uncomfortable with someone being in her space, of course the only person she allow that was Cole and it was purely because he was her mate.“A high ranking member of this pack, soon to be future Luna. Now I know for a fact that you are not one of us and might just be a follower of power since it was all it took for you to open your legs…” The woman started ranting. “Are you sure you want to say those words to me, they seem like fighting words and I will not be held responsible for my reactions to them.” I warned because I was always fair in trashing my opponents and she deserved the warning because she was getting close to my retaliate-no-matter-what