Gaol Dragun

Vaeric

Stepping out into the cool night I take a deep breath and pull out a delectable croissant. I hear the door lock behind me and I turn watching the small sexy fae sway behind the counter and finish cleaning. I growl as I watch the female straighten up inside bending to pick up large trash, her perky ass on perfect display, her black jeans snugly showing as she leans across the table wiping it down. I suck in a deep breath and look away. Dragon shifters don't automatically feel a mate as most other shifters do; we choose a mate and pursue them, tease them, chase them before we mark and mate them. I smile at the thought of making Lily squirm under me, on top of me, against a wall, over my lounge but pause cursing. I tramp down my sharp need fast. I will have to get to know her, as my magic can feel the jagged points of a torn mate bond. I won't claim another's mate if there is any chance they may mend things, but I want the little fae beauty. My magic also brushes along the extra wards protecting her home and shop, I bristle with interest. Why does she need so many? I will need to inspect those at a later time, I make a mental note of them and their number. I turn, striding up to the large house at the base of the blood mountain. I walk into the kitchen and set the treats on the counter before stalking through the house and out the back door heading for the cave behind the house to the hot springs. I sense my brothers Karnax and Zyrius landing further up the mountain as they grumble about our younger sister. “Zephera can not possibly be serious, helping that weak bear shifter is not wise!” “Calm down Zyrius, our sister is wise and I'm sure she has her reasons. Once she's done she will join us as she said. She is 2000 years old, not 100. If you push her on this she will fight you harder. We both know that.” I chuckle over protective brothers as always. I head into the cave veering to the left toward the hot springs. I strip down quickly and sink into the water, shifting to my large dragon form, my black scales glint iridescent in the low light, I'm not the largest of my kin but I am still rather large, around the size of a 15 story work building roughly 150 feet. The hot spring was large enough to fit me up to the tips of my wings in dragon form. I relax into the water and close my eyes letting my thoughts wander to the sweet fae gods she was striking, soft curves sweet scent and to taste her tingling magic from the delicious treat made my need build for her. Her magic was artfully placed to enhance the treat and cause happiness but for my magic it had caused my d**k to pulse with need to claim her, the magic so strong it called to my own. I muse about her bond and growl in frustration. Dragons crave strong mates in magic, will and love, we are fiercely loyal and protective. I snort and shake my head trying to clear the images of the fiery woman bent over against the springs edge as I take her from behind out of my head. I soak for a few more hours. I grip my clothes in one of my claws and stalk out into the night, the sun long since set. I unfurl my wings stretching them. I launch up and fly the short distance to her roof. It's dark so I shift mid hover landing softly on her roof and dress. I stalk to the wards inspecting them, her swirling grey magic mixes with a female shifter and a warlocks I muse the shifter magic seems like the shifter girl from earlier think her name tag said Em? I push against them lightly, noticing slight cracks, I frown cracks, in a ward mean someone has been beating at them relentlessly. That thought has me bristle with anger. I push my magic out covering the ward and feeling the energy on the other side, a wolf shifter mixed with a witch's help most definitely malicious and angry. I growl my magic going from soft to dark hard black I follow the tainted magic back unleashing on the opposing side so hard I feel the witch scream in pain, I pull back oddly satisfied my magic fills the cracks healing the ward and all around it. I can sense everything within her wards now, she sleeps below. I preen in approval but frown as I feel her unease in her sleep. I sense the fox shifter that helped me earlier, before I see her. She steps out her arms crossed. “You felt him at the wards? She cant know that deranged fucker is looking for her. She will flee before I can explain he doesn't actually know her location” I growl not liking the idea someone is trying to cause the fae pain on purpose. “Explain” She leans against the wall raising an eyebrow “Judging by the interest you show in her your goal is to mate her? Dragons don't typically show this sort of interest otherwise. Dragons fickle creatures.” I pause taking her in a moment. I snort at her saucy taunts “I am interested but we are not the type to take another's mate or an unwilling partner.” She smiles but sighs “you sense her bond? She broke it herself. That is not my story and that wolf was horrible and doesn't deserve her. She clearly likes you its been five years since she's been that flustered” I preen in arrogant pride but freeze going rigid as I hear a scream from below and I bristle in tension realizing it's Lily. Emery sighs “She's not in danger, it's a nightmare. Her old mate has sent the same one every night since she left.” My eyes flash in anger, but Emery continues. “I assume when you reinforced the wards and pushed them out he got frustrated. He hasn't located where exactly we are; he can only sense the wards that she is behind. Though her bond fades the longer she is away from him” She looks at me sideways “I hear if another claims the mate a broken mate bond will shatter.” She nods, turning and starting to head out. I call out “And the warlock magic in the ward?” Emery turns her cheeks pink. “He is mine.” I nod and I lean against her roof snaking tendrils of my power down. I snake them inside her home, coaxing her back to sleep, stroking along her silky skin and weaving protective magic against the wolf so he is unable to bother her sleep again. The fucker will not torment her again. Not that I myself won't enter her dreams. I smile devilishly because dream play is very effective to know how she will receive me. I snort satisfied and only call forth my wings, I head home plopping myself into my large bed nestling into my dark red silk sheets.