Page 51 of Sass Me

“I’m right here. I’ll always be here for you.”

She covered his face in kisses not even stopping when someone behind her cleared their throat. When two more someone’s about coughed their heads off, she relented. Not that Steele minded at all.

“Sorry to break up your love fest, but can anyone explain what that was and do we need to be worried about protecting our pack from it again?” Aric stood, buck naked in human form with his arms crossed and his mate, Jordan on his arm. At least she had the sense to put some clothes on.

Jakob shifted into his human form first and addressed the worried alpha to be. “It was some form of advanced demon dragon. You all took out more of its minions than I’ve ever seen gathered together, so I think you won’t have to worry about them anytime soon.”

Match shifted next and began pacing immediately. “I don’t think it was a mere demon dragon. It had powers too similar to my own. But, there is nothing in the lore about a black dragon.”

Cage and Ky shifted to joined the conversation. Cage leaned against the tree, using it to support him in his exhaustion. “When I have recharged in the sun, I will fly back to start searching the archives for information.”

“I suggest we call an AllWyr to discuss this new threat, the information Steele extracted from the demon dragon, and our new ally.” Ky glanced over at Fleur.

“Me?” Fleur’s head snapped to stare at Ky.

Match stopped dead in front of Fleur. “Yes, little dragon daughter.”

Match’s tone was dark and had a tinge of threat to it. Steele itched to step between the alpha of alpha’s and his mate. He didn’t only because he knew Fleur could hold her own against anyone, dragon or man.

She took his hand and squeezed it, asking for his support. He squeezed back and pulled her closer. She glanced at him, a question in her eyes. He knew this was a sensitive subject for her. But, maybe his kind could put some of her questions to rest. He nodded to her.

“I never knew my father. How do you know he was a dragon?”

“Your powers, these.” Ky indicated to Fleur’s arm and neck. “I watched as you wielded your magic. Your body shimmers with white scales.”

“But the woman in white gave me those. She’s the one who transformed me into the white dragon and helped me understand how to use the love inside of me.”

“The woman in white?” Match questioned.

“Yeah. Long black hair, white flowing robes. Didn’t you guys see her? Come to think of it. She called me a dragon’s daughter too.”

Match grumbled and growled. “Holy First Dragon. The White Witch. You say she transformed you? I don’t believe it. There is no such thing as female dragons. Let us see your dragon form now.”

Fleur shrugged and closed her eyes. The shard at her neck glowed, and white scales did in fact shimmer across her body, but that was the extent of her transformation.

Steele waited in as much anticipation as the rest of the group. He knew his mate was special. But, a female dragon was completely unprecedented.

“That’s all I’ve got.”

“Do your mates not take on your shifter forms when you mark and claim them?” Aric waved his arm toward the other wolf shifter couples. “All of our women were human until we mated with them.”

Ky stepped in to answer. “No dragon has had a true mate in the last six-hundred years. Until now.”

He pointed to Jakob. “The green dragon Wyvern was the first when he found his own white witch. We assumed it was a blessing from the First Dragon for recoving the sacred relic. But, it seems to have happened again with Steele.”

Steele hadn’t known any of that. He hadn’t done anything like that to deserve a gift from the First Dragon. He wouldn’t question why Fleur had been brought to him, but be grateful she had.

He pulled her into his arms and held her tight. He knew how special she was, and he wanted to take her home and love on her. She completed him, and he her. They were indeed better together.

Match wasn’t quite ready to let them go. “Steele, did you see your mate in this transformation?”

“No.” Except in their shared dream. “But, I talked to her too. The White Witch.”

“When?” That had surprised Jakob.

“The first battle against the demon dragons. I died and talked to both the First Dragon and the White Witch, in a sort of afterlife.”

Jakob grasped him on the shoulder, and they exchanged a glance that said they had more in common than just being gifted with true mates.

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