Golden Dragon

Unknown POV Shit, s**t, s**t, s**t, I can’t believe I just did that. I am supposed to stay hidden. God, my dad is going to kill me. He has been on edge since my mother was killed by the Dark One for her blood, and now, I just exposed us. My anger gets the best of me, but those bitches make it so hard they went too far this time. Now it's time to head home and face the music ugh. Oh, how rude of me. Hi, my name is Tatiana. I am the only daughter of the Great King Alexander and the late Queen Ajara. I am about 5’3. I have caramel skin that is dusted with freckles. I have light blonde, almost white, long, curly hair. Round face, button nose, full lips, and deep dimples in my cheeks. I am a bit on the fluffy side, which doesn’t bother me as much as it used to. But being plus-size around a bunch of shifters that are built like models sometimes affects your self-esteem. According to my bestie Jess, she would kill to have curves like me. I, on the other hand, wished I was just a little smaller. Building like this draws too much attention to me, good, bad, and unwanted. I am a spitting image of my mother, Queen Ajara; the only difference is my skin is a little lighter, almost like caramel, and covered in freckles, and I have Dark purple and green eyes with amber, almost gold flakes. My mother was mocha brown with light purple and sea green eyes with flakes of grey that looked almost silver. I loved my mother’s eyes. They were a beautiful mix of our grandmother Carmen’s lilaceyes and Grandpa Jacobs’s sea green and grey eyes. I miss my mother so much. I was her little special moonbeam. We still don’t know who killed her, and because of that, my father has become overly cautious or, should I say, paranoid. But I get it though so for his sake I follow his rules I try to stay under the radar as much as possible I were contacts to change my eye color I color my hair once a month, but lately been having to color it every 2 weeks cause the color is not staying, I am going to have to talk to my grandmother bout that, Oh back to topic I am the 2nd oldest of 5, My older brother is Johnathan who looks just like a younger version of our dad Same built an all He is about 6’10 super bulky tan skin with a dusting of freckles wavy Jet black with blue hues and emerald green eyes, He is about 5 years older than me and is set to the next King, Then there is my little brother Ryan he is 1 year younger then me but you wouldn’t be able to tell that since he is built just like our older brother and father, he is 6’5 caramel skin like me and Firey red curly hair like our Papa Charlie ( our dad’s dad) with blue green eyes Then there are the twins Darren and Damion they identical and just turns 13 last month. They are 6’2 have dark tan skin covered in freckles and amber eyes like our memaw’s Phillis (our dad's mother), and chestnut brown hair with honey blonde highlights like our grandpa J’s. "TATIANA LENORE VALENTINO, GET YOUR ASS IN MY OFFICE NOW!" “s**t, the school must have called him already;” I can feel the anger radiating down the hallway toward my dad’s office. My older brother Jonathan was exiting Dad’s office when I approached. He looked at me and asked what I did because he hadn’t seen Dad this pissed since I blew up the lab. To be fair, that was not my fault. I shake my head. He lets out his breath. “I may or may not have broken Rebecca’s jaw.” “What the f**k! Why would you do that? Rebecca is a human, a wealthy one at that.” “She and her goonies jumped Jess and hacked off all her hair all because John tried to push up on her while I was not around, and when she told him no, he tried to force himself on her. But before he could get much further, she kneed him in the balls. This caused the asshole to pass out from the pain.” “When I got back to school there after running my errand for Ms. Bell, I saw the ambulance wheeling Jess out of the building with her brother Felix in tow.” “Felix told me what happened, and I lost it. I found Rebecca and her tramp brigade by the bleacher bragging about what they did, and I confronted her, and she started going on about how I must be a w***e to defend that b***h and how she got what she deserved, and she wished she would have done more. So, I punched her right in the mouth, and she wouldn’t stop running. Not my fault she has such a weak jaw. So, James decided to come after me since I knocked out her precious girlfriend, so I broke his nose and arm.” “Wait, James, as is King Julian's son?” “Yup, the one and only “ “s**t, Tiny Dad is going to kill you.” “Well, when you die, can I have your laptop?” My little brother Ryan came up behind us. “s**t, Tiny, what did you do now,” Ryan asked. “She beat up King Julian’s son and broke his human girlfriend’s jaw.” “Wait, isn’t he dating Becca?” Ryan asked. “Yup, I replied, popping the P.” “Isn’t that what the mayor’s daughter Ryan commented? “Really? Tiny,” my brother Jonathan gasps, shaking his head and looking at me. I just shrugged my shoulders; let me get in there. You know Dad is ready to pop a blood vessel by now. I knocked on the door to my father’s office, and there was no response, which is never a good thing. “Goddess, please, if you are up there, please let me make it out of here alive.” I said a little prayer to the goddess because I could feel the steam coming off my dad in waves, so I knew Soto, my father's dragon, was on the forefront; Welp, here goes nothing. Alexander POV Dad, my oldest son Jonathan, just walked into my office; I got those reports that you wanted about the treaty with the eastern kingdom. “Good son,” good, I told him as he took the seat from my desk. I have been handing over more responsibilities to my oldest son, so he will be ready after I step down when he finds his queen or turns 35, whichever one comes 1st. Since Dragon shifters are hard to come by, with not there being many of us left because hunters damn near drove us to extinction, the gods and goddesses took pity on us and started mating us with other species. My father was a dragon shifter, and my mother was a witch. I got a dragon like my father, but I did inherit a couple of witchy traits from my mother. I can control 2 elements and open portals, but that is what I got from my mother, besides her green eyes. Jonathan takes his seat. I want to go over the letter I received from the council. “So, the council wants me to hold the next mating ball.” I hand the letter over to my son, and he looks at it. “Wait, they want you to hold it in the next couple of months?” Johnathan asked. “Yes, it will be a blue moon that night. They believe it would be special to hold it that night, but that is not my main concern, son. Look at the date!” “s**t, this is going to be interesting.” Sigh, I don’t know how we will be able to keep who Tiny is a secret anymore, I told my son. “My little Tiny is already showing signs of her coming into her powers now that her dragon has woken up, so she is a ticking time bomb, and the council wants to hold this ball on her birthday.” I know I can be hard on my little Tiny, but it’s for her own safety that she should fly under the radar and not bring necessary attention to herself, especially after what happened to my Mate; I can’t let anyone outside of our family know she is next in line to inherit great power. My mate was the 1st of her kind. Most shifters with different shifter parents normally shift to whatever the dominant gene will be. It is very rare for a hybrid to be born so rare that they are hunted for their blood when they are born. Because of this, most hybrids that are born go into hiding. I was one of the lucky ones since my mother is a high witch; she was able to make me a charm to keep my powers in check. So, to the outside world, they know that I am a dragon shifter. Now, my mate was something entirely different; she was a tribrid, part wolf, part fae, and part vampire. Few knew it was privileged information limited to the inner family upper rank and the high council. But somehow, the dark one found out who she was; I think there must be a mole in the council cause my men and her pack would protect her with their lives. That is why I take precautions with Tiny. We color her hair red to match her brothers, make her wear contacts whenever she leaves the house, and make sure she wears her mother’s pendant so it will keep her powers in check. But since she is coming close to her 18th birthday and coming into her powers, I noticed that the pendant is not working as it should. I will have to have my mother see if she can strengthen the enchantment. Cause I am not as gifted in charms. "Ah, Dad, are you listening to me?" I looked up at my son sitting there. I forgot she was here; umm, what were we talking about again?” Johnatan laughs. “You have no idea what I just said to your old man? Do you?” Who are you calling old? I will still kick your ass, I replied, laughing at my son. “Yeah, right, he tells me, but seriously, Dad, are you ok? You've been staring into space for a while now. What’s on your mind?” Before I got a chance to answer him, my office phone rang. I picked it up, and it was the school.” My god, what did she do now?” Johnathn’s POV Finally, I am home. God, it has been a long week; I have been in the northern kingdom going over the treaty. Which should have only taken a day or 2, but I constantly keep breaking up arguments with my Uncle Jacob, Aunt Tina, and my cousin Julian over his chosen mate. To be honest, I agree with them that this girl is a horrible person. She has no respect for her elders and treats lesser ranks like crap, and she is a spoiled b***h. All she wants to do is shop; she is just looking for her next meal ticket. I have seen her hitting on other people; hell, she has even made a pass at me. She is definitely not Queen material, but somehow, she got her hooks into our cousin. Hmm, maybe I should introduce her to Tiny; that would be fun to watch. I stepped into my dad’s office to debrief him on what happened in his brother’s Kingdom. As I review my report, I see he is lost in thought. I asked him if he was ok, and he told me about the council’s plans for us to host the mating ball. Which isn’t too bad, but when he tells me to look at the dates. “Oh, hell no, they want us to host the ball on Tiny’s birthday. That is about to be a disaster waiting to happen.” “We can’t turn down the council, so we must take extra precautions to ensure Tiny is safe. Maybe we can send her to our grandma and papa’s pack to keep her safe, and it will help that grandma is powerful and will be able to help her get control of her powers when she shifts.” I wonder what color her dragon and wolf will be. I know she will have both. I have known her since birth, and I first held her and looked into her beautiful purple eyes. She would be special, and it was my job to protect her. I am not the only one concerned with this letter from the council. I see my dad is stressed. I tried to bounce some ideas off him but got no response. I see he is so lost in thought he does not hear me. “Dad,” I call him a little louder, and he finally snaps out of it. We joke back and forth. Once we settled down, I started brainstorming. Now, I just got to figure out the best way to protect her; lost in thought, I brought it to the present when I heard my dad's office phone ring. My dad answers, and I can tell from the look on his face it’s not good. “SHE DID WHAT!!!!”