The Dragon King - three weeks prior to meeting Elise.
Viktor, the black dragon king, ruler of the Blazed Lands in the mountains of Virginia. A 6ft 5in tall, musclesfor days, dark-haired, and reddish brown eyes god of a man. The bad boy next door vibes leak out of his skin like sweat, and he never has to try hard for a girls attention. He became king after his father stepped down about 10 years ago. He was left a powerful kingdom for which he nedds to keep growing in wealth and power. It was ingrained in his mind since he was young that the more power you wield, the stronger you become. The more fear you can inflict on your enemies, the better.
Viktor has tried to change the way he thinks. It is time to change with the present times not of the old days when his father ruled. It is apparently time for him to settle down, just a little, and find his true mate. He needs to produce an heir soon. It is tradition to become a father after your 10th year as king. I know it's sounds weird, but it gives you plenty of time to train your own child for their turn to rule. You can show the power you have gained since you became king.
I decided I would drive home in my Ferrari because it's like my favorite toy. I love the sound of its engine, roaring as I drive. I parked the car in the driveway and got out. I walked to the door of the house, and as soon as I stepped inside, there were about 15 people rushing around yelling at each other about food, decorations, and music. I turned my head to the right where the sitting room is, and there is my mother, Teresa. She is still a beautiful woman after all these years. She has always known how to make things happen. I walk over to her, bend down, and she hugs me and kisses me cheeck. She then asks how I've been. I tell her busy and then ask her what is going on with all these people running around. She smiles and tells me it's a party to celebrate. I asked her what we're celebrating. She just shruggs her shoulders and tells me nothing in particular, but she walks away with a smile playing on her lips.
I try to find my father in the crowd, and I finally spot him leaning up against the wall so he isn't in the way of all the people. I walk up to him and clap him on his shoulder, and he looks at me and smiles. He asks me if I am doing OK in my journey to find my mate. I choke on my own tongue before I can say anything. My mate. I never thought about looking for her until now. I've been around all the women here and only dated a few but never felt anything for any of them. I'm going to have to go somewhere else to see if I'm attracted to anyone. I look at my father and tell him it's time for me to travel to other places and see if I can find my mate. I need to venture out past our borders and see what the world has to offer. He claps me on my shoulder and tells me it's about time. I tell him I'm leaving in the morning and I'll be back in 2 weeks. He laughs and tells me to take however much time I need. I mingle back into the party and enjoy myself for tonight.
It's now past 1am, and I need to get some type of sleep before I get on the plane to go to New York City and visit my best friend, Stefan. I called him after the party and asked if I could come to visit for 2 weeks or more depending on how everything goes. He said that would be great since he has seen me in a while.I told him about how I need to find my mate and get hitched within the next year, so it makes me more powerful. Stefan listened to me and then said," Don't you want to find your mate because you love her and want a family? Why does it only have to be so you're more powerful. Is this yours or your parents' idea?" I had to think a minute because now that I do, I really am looking forward to finding my mate because I want someone to love and love me back. I reply, " Their idea." He said then,"I knew it. When you get her, I'll be your wingman, and we'll find your mate." I laugh and tell him I can't wait. I hang up the phone and finally fall asleep to dreams of finding my mate.
