The Dragon and her human Mate
Of course, This Happens to Me
I sat in a small coffee shop in the hunter city, Hasiera. Which in one of the many human languages means New Beginnings. In front of me was some copies of Hunter files in disguise as a book.
I took a sip of my drink, when the door opened and a smell drifted to my nose. The word Mate filled my body. I glanced up to see a young, no more than 18, human boy walking up to the counter.
Of course my mate happens to be an inexperience, young, virgin boy.
Pretending to read the book. I breathed in his scent which was interesting and confusing.
The door opened again, a woman enter who looked to be in her 20s but by her scent she was older and the boy's mother.
His scent finally made sense.
And I didn't like it. I got up, walking out hoping that he didn't see me.
"Hold on mom." I heard him say his voice maybe almost shiver. Almost
"Seungmin!" She called after him
I had made it outside and was trying to hurry before he caught up to me without outing that I wasn't human.
"Wait!" I felt a hand on my arm stopping me. Sparks climbed up my arm.
Shit.
I turned around facing him ignoring the mate thing completely and so grateful for my age.
"Umm sorry." His face turned bright red. "I wanted to talk to you."
"Believe me human pup. You don't wish to speak to me. " I said
"Human pup?" He question
"You don't know?" I asked raising my eyebrow. "Oh this is even better. The son of the great werewolf, Hyunmin, King of the weres and step son of the most feared hunter has no idea? Have you never wonder what the bite scar was on your mother's shoulder? The mate mark? But I guess you probably won't if word got out that the human hating wereking had a human son with a human mate the chaos it would bring."
"Who are you?" He asked taking the news very well
"Me? I am dangerous. So dangerous both your father and step father want my head. So go home little pup back to your mother and home of lies. Stay in your safe city. You don't belong in my world." I said walking off
The human pup stood there not following me.
I, Nocturnal, the last dragon who is 2626 years old has not only an inexpensive, young, virgin mate but my mate is also a werewolf without a wolf, son of a insane, homicidal, crazed, powerful werewolf King and step son to a skilled, feared, respected hunter.
Could today day get any worse?
Thunder crashed above me.
Yes. Yes it could. Guess I am walking home.
