The Awakening of dragons

MATE

Christof POV

During the last ten years my life was dedicated to my role. I'm the guardian of the Castle in which all the magical creatures could rest for eternity.

I’ve never been fond of studying but I’ve always understood that knowledge and wisdom were very important in my job. Under the strict direction of the elves I get to understand, or better acknowledge, everyday something more and new. I was mateless but I have always thought that it was related to my role, being a Guardian was a tough job, no time for anything left.

It was a peaceful period, my wolf was stronger than anyone, stronger than my brother’s one, but all the history and the memories taught by the elves give to me the full assurance that a war, the One that would change the balance in our reality, would happen soon.

My Silver wolf has gained lots of skills during training with the elves and has given me abilities in weaponry, wrestling and basically all the martial arts that I could use to protect the mountain.

I can forge weapons from the metals in the soil, just with the power of my mind, no one in my family, except for a very ancient legend, knew nothing about this ability.

The last war cost our pack lots of valuable lives, and my scar was a constant reminder of our losses. But it also was a reminder of my bravery and the memory of my lost sister who’s funny pranks remind me to find positivity in the worst situations.

I spent most of my days at my cottage just at the bottom of the mountain in the pack territory, but I love to walk to the waterfall talking and studying centuries of wars and treaties, and training with my best friend the elf’s prince Xardoth, he is the younger son of the king centuries older than me… but with them is always impossible to say their age, after the 20th birthday they just stop aging, you can tell if is a new elf just by the skin glowing and the knowledge and wisdom in their demeanor.

It’s Sunday, just after dawn and the sky is still dyeid in silver and orange. I'm going to the waterfall waiting for Xardoth. I love to look at the water falling in the lake and the sand on the shore at this time seems gleaming in reflection.

I can tell something weird is happening near me, I can sense it, Colt is restless, rouges? Are we under attack, a strong power is in the air, I need to check, my instinct is leading me to the lake, there is a change in the balance. I can tell that, also the prince has sensed it, I start to run to the lake, just as the lake is in view my mind is in a mess I can sense the power coming from the water but Colt is sensing a new scent, like the one when the raging ocean hit the dovers, he is screaming just one word “MATE” repeatedly in my mind, I can smell her, she is here near me.

I’m at the waterfall and an enchanted sight of water games display in front of me, I can see her, I can sense her and I cannot do anything else that fall on my knees in disbelief, staring at the perfect figure in the water, her glimmering black hairs, her perfect naked body the pointed ears that could be seen through the wet hairs.

She has sensed me, the water start to change now is wrapping her body as she turns to me, our eyes lock, just one word slip out loud 

“MATE”

Aya POV

It was Sunday morning  before dawn, I could sense a strong source of water, I needed it, my wolf needed it. I silently dressed up and left the pack house reaching for the water. 

After a long run Coen stops near a river, following the path we reach a lake with a mesmerizing waterfall. It's perfect, finally we can just be ourselves without the fear of being catched every minute, it looks like anyone comes here.

As soon as we arrive we shift back and enter the lake. I love playing with the water and the power coming to me from this place is energizing.

While the sun is rising I’m still there, I could spent there my all life, also because I’m no affected by the water at all, I’m concentrated in my playing, I’m in my element so no disguise for me, I’m facing the blue fern from which the water pour and a wave of my favourite scent hit my nostrils, sand and winter sea.

In my mind Ceon is chanting “MATE. MATE. MATE '' but I do not understand, I’m still too young and more than this I can sense another powerful and ancient creature near my mate, I’m naked so I will cover my body with the only thing at my hand, WATER.

When I turn and I catch my mate’s eyes just one word came out

“MATE”

He is kneeling on the shore, but like a force pulling him now he’s running to me, in front of me there were the most fantastic eyes I’ve ever seen, a handsome men, way older than me, but with the features of a greek god, and all I wanted in that moment was him, my instinct run through my body just to mark and mate him.

As he reached me no words spoke, just him cupping my face and kissing me with passion and desire.

I kiss him back with all my essence, and this loss of control is more than visible, a waterspout is forming on the surface. My naked body is aching for him, my hands running on his back, sparkles flow through my skin, his bulge hardening against my stomach, my arousal raising in the water, when we let go from the kiss with our foreheads pressed one on the other our fangs ready to mark each other…. Just as it’s supposed to be as mates, my mind telling me it’s wrong, my heart, wolf and body craving just for him, locking our eyes ready to be just one forever…

“CRISTOF”

In that moment a voice yelled and I started panicking, I completely forgot that we weren’t alone. My panicking just let all my emotion out and a wall of water just went up to protect me pushing my mate away, I’m so scared I’ve hurt my mate, who’s on the shore?

My sight started to blur, just some black dots and I passed out….