My core burned up with warm goo. He was my beasty. I walked with Lucian to the arena.
He greeted all the guards, and the door opened.
“That was easy.”
“They know us.”
I saw the Rubicon lying on top of a gigantic nest.
His body was enormous as he breathed deeply in and out. A soft snort came with every breath he took.
Blinds covered the windows, casting darkness. We walked closer and his tendrils laid flat around him, like they were protecting him.
I haunched down on the ground and grabbed one tendril. It didn’t feel the same it felt in the simulator. They had a silicon substance, with smooth skin.
His breathing was rough and loud. “Is he okay?” I asked Lucian without taking my eyes off my beasty. He would never lose that name.
“He is fine. Just a big lump of scales and limps that refuses to stop growing.”
His claws on his paws were sharp.
He really was beautiful. I loved him more for submitting when I was barely hanging on. It wasn’t his fault that he didn’t visit either. The ancients withheld him from me. Scared that he would kill me. So stupid. If he wanted that, he would’ve done it in the beginning. He wouldn’t have come for me when Fox took me.
He wanted this, and another spurt of warmth released into my chest. I was happy.
I visited Blake every day,just staring at him, touching his scales. He was really beautiful.
I found a patch on his back where the scales were tiny and not as hard or as big as the other scales. An icy finger rushed down my spine as my eyes flickered to my bracelet.
“You didn’t.” I closed my eyes. I wanted to scold him so badly, but he was sleeping. So I grunted furiously and stormed out of the arena. I tracked Dad down and he told me the truth.
“Bear, relax. It grows back, and believe me, he got an earful when everyone came to realize where he had gotten the leather from.”
“I get why everyone calls him an idiot.”
Dad chuckled. “Well, he is your idiot now.”
“Not funny.”
“Yeah, about that. I know boys, even if they are dragons. I gave him the talk already before your claiming, but you need to be careful.”
“Dad, no!” I covered my ears. “I really do not need to have this talk with you.”
“I’m just saying,” he yelled as I walked out of the lounge area where Dad was reading a book.
“Don’t worry about that, please.” My cheeks reddened as I ran away, back to my room.
I took the bracelet off. I’m literally wearing his skin. Such an idiot.
Dad got an extension for the interview. I wasn’t ready, and the guy said on one condition. He wanted to have an interview with both of us.
Dad told him it was a done deal. I felt better now that I knew I wouldn’t be alone on that stage.
I didn’t know how Blake felt about interviews. He didn’t like the paparazzi that much as the tabloids always put him in such a negative light.
I finally looked through all the articles they wrote about him. The girl with the white hair Tabitha, was always with him.
I would give him that choice when he woke up. It was fair. Maybe he wanted to be with this girl and felt that he had to make it work with me because of who I was.
