"Altier?" I repeated.

"Yes," The divine creature said.

"How are you inside of me?" I asked, casting a cursory glance around. His light chased the darkness away, a beaming radiation that almost blinded me.

It spread its wings and rose its head up, releasing a mighty roar. I winced and in a split second, his light blasted out, abolishing the darkness. We were surrounded by a clear blue scenery. Its wings closed into its body and the creature settled down comfortably.

"You awakened me when you bonded with our mate. Did we not have this discussion earlier?" It said, tilting its head at me.

I released a frustrated huff, "And I'm telling you, Drakos is not yours. He's mine."

The creature merely scoffed and craned its head to gaze at me thoroughly. "He belongs to me as much as Zyros belongs to you. We are one and we are destined to be."

"How?" I asked, puzzled. I was a normal human, so how could I get pregnant and all that jazz?

He opened his snout and frost puffed from his mouth in glittering swirls.

I gasped. "You're an ice dragon?"

"Indeed," Its puffed its chest out, prideful of its origin. "You are a unique being Asche, yet you did not know. Stephon is as well. If Falcon mates with him, he will also become as you are now."

I studied the beautiful creature through narrowed eyes. He does look a lot different from Drakos' dragon. Silvery scales that were iridescent that when he moved, it looked light blue. I wondered what other dragons existed out there.

"So in response to your last statement, I am technically not a full human?" I asked.

"You are a full human but you were chosen upon Drakos' birth to be his chosen mate. Upon every dragon-shifter's birth, the Fires of Fate connects a being to that child until they are of age to find that destined mate. In Drakos' case, his mate was an earthling; you. It still baffles me why the Fires chose you and not another dragon shifter. However, now that I think about it, their planet got invaded so many years ago. The Fires must have seen that coming. What matters is you're alive, our offspring is healthy and we are bonded. I am here with you now and forever if you'd accept me."

As all of that registered in my brain, I went quiet. The Fires? Is that their god that they worship? Something like the Moon Goddess in werewolf stories?

"The Moon Goddess is in fact real. She rules over all werewolves." It said.

"Are you reading my thoughts?" I found myself smirking.

"Yes?" He responded, amused.

"That's rude."

"You're the epitome of rude." He huffed. "You threatened to castrate our mate. I would have beeen bereft of a mate to breed me."

"What!?" I sputtered. "I was in pain! And you are so not sleeping with Drakos!"

The dragon turned its head away from me with a sassy huff. "Zyros and Drakos are one and I was referring to Zyros. Dragons can have coitus as well. How do you think we have our eggs?"

"Ew," My nose scrunched up in disgust. "TMI."

"Do not give me that look. You can have a clutch as well if Drakos mates with you during a certain phase of your cycle." He informed and I tried to cover my ears to tune him out but my body was transparent now.

Urgh!

"I did not need to know that," I made a gagging sound. "I wont be having babies in eggs, no thank you. So that means you're a male?"

"Yes," He confirmed, then added, "And very fertile. I'm eager to carry our offsprings for Zyros. I'm anticipating the mating season." He finished with blatant enthusiasm.

"Wait, wait, wait, wait, wait!" I held my hand up. "Who said anything about having more kids? Or mating during any season?"

"You euphorically said that during your time of copulation. I have not forgotten." He said frankly.

I groaned. This dragon is a mess.

"That got omitted after I went into intense labor," I told him. "So get that out of your mythical head."

"I want to breed for my king."

"Well, I don't."

We had a staredown for a few seconds before a cloud of white smoke extended from his nostrils. "We will see."

"We will." I retorted saucily.

"You will come to know that what Drakos wants, he gets and you are a sucker for his appendage. I've witnessed you in flagrant action. You cannot fool me. I can feel what you feel." He eyed me with those wise, blue eyes.

"And what Asche wants, he always gets. How long are we gonna keep this up because I wanna go back to the land of the living." I said impatiently.

"But you are in the land of the living," He replied with laughter in his eyes. "You are a breath of fresh air, my Asche. I look forward to the rest of my days being with you. To ease your irritation, it is time for you to go back now. Drakos awaits you. He will tell you all that you want to know when the time is right and you should do the same."

"He already knows everything," I said.

"Do not lie to me and mostly yourself." He lie down on his stomach and his eyes were drawing close after he lowered his head to gaze at me. "You know exactly what I'm referring to. Tell him because he deserves to know. If not, the truth will find him before you are able to expel it from your lips. Now open your eyes my magnificent one and look into the eyes of your soulmate."

He closed his eyes and the light flashed, blinding me, only for my eyes to shoot open to the blaring lights of the operation room that was soon obscured by Drakos' lovely features.

I'm back. I'm alive!

I shot up and kissed him, desperate to feel his lips, to feel his warmth. To feel if this was all real or a horrible nightmare. His lips felt heavenly as he kissed me back, our surroundings forgotten.

Yes, it was all him. He saved me and made me completely his. I got so emotional.

Tears of joy filled my eyes and slid down my cheeks.

Ours. The voice whispered and I knew it belonged to Altier.

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