The Alpha's Dragon

Chapter Four

Peka

I knew I was supposed to focus on weapons training, but my mind was distracted. No one would tell me what happened to Drakania, and Ember was furious about something.

“Peka, snap out of it before you get hurt,” said Founder, whacking me in the back of the head with a stick. He was right. I needed to focus before someone caught me. I had a feeling some of them were already suspicious. Thorn walked out onto the training field. s**t. One of us had been summoned. I prayed to the goddess that it was Founder. I didn’t want to be around Ember right now, not when she was as angry as she was.

“Peka, you’ve been summoned,” he called. f**k! My mother was all too pleased when she chose me for her harem. But I knew the real reason she did it. She hated the fact that I was closer to Drakania than I was to her. We had all grown up together. Ember was attractive, there’s no denying that. And she loved the way I played with her, I had enough scars on my chest to prove that. And I was not going to say I didn't have fun doing it.

“Good luck,” wished Founder sarcastically. I followed Thorn back into the castle up to Ember’s room.

“Be thankful she continues to choose you to please her,” said Thorn. I glared at him. He knew something. I dragged my feet and refused to reply. Maybe he knew that I didn't really love her. As much fun as she was, I cared about someone else even more. When we arrived, she laid on her bed in nothing but a robe. Its sheer fabric left nothing to the imagination, though I saw her naked every night. There was a glass of liquid and I knew what it was. We called it blood cider. It was something unique to the southern Dragonborn. They mixed their blood with cider made from a specific orchard and it made an intoxicating mixture. It allowed whoever put their blood in to completely control the consumer. It was her drink of choice for the members of her harem.

“Drink up,” she smirked. Thorn handed me the glass and I drank it in one shot. I wanted to get this over with. As he took the glass from my hand I felt something being tied around my hand. I knew where this was going. “Kneel.” she commanded and I obeyed. She tied me up behind my back. She hated when we touched her. She came back around and stood in front of me.

I could feel the full effects of the drink now. My mind was hazy, the only thoughts in my mind were of her. Ember took a fist full of my hair and forced my face between her legs. I knew what to do. No matter how many times I ate her she was still as sweet as the first time. Her small moans made me hard. I had to fight the urge to buck my hips. “That’s right, make me c*m on your face,” she growled. I heard the door close. Thorn didn’t want to stay and watch. After only a few minutes I could feel her juices flowing down my face, her walls closed around my tongue. She pushed me away, and I was surprised to see the look of disgust on her face. I was still in the haze so I couldn’t say anything, but I wanted to. I wanted to know what I did wrong. “Clean yourself and go,” she said untying me. I walked over to the bathroom and used a washcloth next to a bucket of water. I saw myself in the mirror. What had I done wrong?

I returned to the room and she was laying again on the bed, her nose buried in a book. She was clearly upset about something. She normally goes for hours demanding every ounce of energy I have. And why wasn’t she training? I cleared my throat to get her attention.

“What?” She growled. Her head didn’t even lift.

“If it’s not too forward, my Heir, I was wondering if I could comfort you. You seem upset,” I said. I stood close to the door in case she got angry.

“That’s very forward of you, Peka, but I assure you I’m fine.” Her body said otherwise. Her mind was clearly elsewhere. “Are you sure?” I pushed just a little more. It was dangerous, and even though I didn’t love her I still cared for her. I had been in her harem for five years now, but I’ve known her most of my life. “Alcyone had a premonition about me,” she finally said with a sigh. That’s not good. Her visions usually didn’t include others unless something bad was going to happen. I took a step closer to her. “What did she say?”

“She said that something was going to happen the night of the festival. She said I was going to try and kill Drakania. I mean, we’ve never been super close, and we often don’t see eye-to-eye but I’ve never wanted to hurt her. And after everything she did for Thorn it’s just, I don’t understand what could make me so angry. Hell I’m even reading one of her meditation books just to keep calm!” She confessed. I wasn’t sure what to say.

“Maybe Alcyone is trying to warn you so you don’t hurt anyone?” I suggested. She shook her head. “I don’t know why she told me. I’m doing everything I can not to think about it. But I don’t want to talk about it anymore, you can go.”

I couldn’t imagine what would make her angry enough to kill. I just prayed to the goddess that Drakania recovered from whatever happened before Ember got to her, or she really was going to die.