My Dragon Mate

0.1| An Inmate

Anna's pov

I hung my head and followed the officer in front of me, my hands cuffed and my body dressed in clothes of a criminal. A few others dressed exactly like me stood in the checking line only a few metres away from me and that was where I was being taken.

A criminal, that's what I had become in the span of 24 hours. A successful would be graduate with a bright future was now a level 3 criminal. Everything happened so fast that I didn't have the time to grasp the facts and the next thing I knew is that I was detained for smuggling S-Class Contraband.

I joined the line silently and the officer who was ahead of me stood on my side to make sure I didn't run. I eyed his glowing blue gun in fascination, the science student in me wanted to dismantle every part of it and find out what was inside or how it worked. But a bigger and smarter part said that I should keep my itching hands down and not make enemies.

So instead I focused on the rubber slippers I was given to wear.

This prison was the last place where anyone would want to make an enemy.

The stiagan prison was the largest prison to exist in the interstellar space and held countless dangerous criminals of different race, gender and genes. One would say the stiagan prison was hell within the living world. I personally wasn't ready to experience that hell but because I couldn't die, I had to endure the pain that this place gave me and go back to my parents on earth.

I hope Aaron went back safely, he was the only one who could keep my parents safe and help them overcome the grief of their daughter going to prison.

Aaron was a good hearted person and I was happy to call him my fiancè, his help would surely mean a lot to mom and dad and hopefully he would manage the situation while I'm away.

One by one wardens or the law enforcement officers checked the inmates. It was almost my turn, with only three inmates before me, when heavy patter of steps came rushing in the big checking chamber.

I looked up from my slippers.

A man came inside and took a seat with the wardens at the front. The name tag clipped on his coat read King and his post as a warden.

His look was distinct from the other wardens, like he didn't belong with them. He was wearing all black, black sweater, a long black coat and white gloves. His hair were shoulder length shiny black and his eyes a striking light blue that had the potential to knock anyone out with one look.

Overall he didn't look like a warden to me and definitely not human.

I gulped and diverted my eyes back to my slippers to avoid him. But I guess the odds weren't in my favour and my eyes went back to him. His own gaze was wandering around the room probably inspecting everyone, and then his eyes met mine.

I dropped my gaze back to the slippers and this time I dared not to look up. He was scary.

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King's pov

I hurried down the hallway after finishing the registration process of new inmates. The regular checking process was to be held and I was already late, I honestly hated the disgusting job but not everything works as we want it.

My classic black coat fluttered back with every step I took, adjusting the pure white leather gloves in my hand I brushed my shoulder length hair back.

As I closed in on the checking room a distinct smell of something fresh and unknown invaded my senses. My brows furrowed and my steps faltered. The scent not only stood out but it also disturbed the inner beast in me.

Focusing on the task in hand I entered the checking room and took my rightful seat next to the other law enforcement officers who were already in the process of checking and recording the inmates information.

My eyes swept along the increasing line of criminals and I wondered. It sure isn't fun to be a criminal, but still many beings of different races and genes are caught each day. It was pitiful to watch them struggle in stiagan prison to serve their bad karmas.

As I was inspecting their faces a particular woman stood out the most, she effortlessly caught my attention. She was nothing out of ordinary, but was the most appealing to me for some reason unknown.

Her brown hair was tied back and brown eyes flicked back down when I looked at her. That's when I noticed that the strange scent that was troubling me was from her.

Without wasting any time I looked up her information in the prison database. My gloved fingers glided over the screen in search of her file.

Name : Maryanne Rogers,

Detained for : Found with S-Class Contraband during interspace checking while on interplanetary tour.

Age : 24

Race : Human

I was shocked to she she was human. It wasn't possible for a human to smell the way she did, at least not a normal human. Her aura was different from the others and I was very curious to find why.

Anyway, it was very difficult if not impossible for a human to get their hands on S-Class contraband. The patrolling officers found the stuff in her bags, it didn't prove that she was smuggling it.

She didn't belong here.

Neither do you!

I shut my subconscious even though it was right.

"Officer Tegan." I called one of the officers who was guarding the room. He left his position and headed towards me. His glowing blue rifle securely held by his side.

"Yes, King."

"That woman, she smells different." I said discreetly shifting my eyes in her direction to let him know who I was talking about. Teagan took a look at her and frowned.

"I don't think so, she's a human. Youhan brought her and he didn't say anything about her smelling different either."

"I know she does. I would like to request a private checking for her. I will do it myself."

Officer Tegan looked sceptic about my request but eventually agreed. It wasn't uncommon for us to check inmates separately but it was surely hesitated upon when it was a female.

The other wardens had already heard my conversation with officer Tegan and were ready to co-operate while I checked Maryanne Rogers. I watched carefully as officer Teagan notified Youhan of the new arrangement and after a reassuring nod from me he lead her to the special checking room.

It's time to see why you are so special, human.