Page 41 of My Dark Obsession
A hand on my arm sent an irritating itch along my back as my mark swirled beneath my skin.
“Come on. Out!” Cole snapped as he tried to drag me into that long white corridor.
That was the final straw for Rí as his skin blurred and a loud snapping crack filled the room. The councilmen ran past me, knocking me into the wall as they ran like little bitches down the corridor, swearing about uncontrollable dangerous shifters as they went.
“Amaya?” A shrill voice gasped as I looked from the blurred shifter in front of me. Bri the coffee lady stood with a tray of paper coffee cups with her logo on.
“The fuck..” Cole squinted at her through the sweat dripping into his tired eyes.
“Get out, the both of you.” Grabbing my arm and then hers he caused her to drop the coffee all over the pure white floor. He dragged us quickly through the corridor and out the green house, just in time to see a monstrous black dragon with huge glowing red eyes rise from a strange white mist.
He was the deadliest, most beautiful thing I had ever had the pleasure of putting my eyes on. His shimmering scales slightly shone like stars against the sunlight, his huge sharp white teeth dripped with something that burned a hole into the roof below him.
I breathed out in utter awe as the screams around me turned the streets into chaos.
Cole grabbed my arm once again making the itch become almost unbearable, but the dragon’s enormous roar of rage punctured through the air and pierced our ears. I clapped my hands to cover them and bared my teeth in what I knew to be a smile up at the dragon.
He was truly glorious. My stomach flipped and my heart raced at the sight of him. So angry and filled with rage. All for me.
Only for me.
Cole let go of me and spread his hands wide in surrender and backed away.
“Wooooow.” I jumped and looked at Bri still beside me, her face also stretched wide with a smile as she looked from Rí to me. “That's so damn cool,” she squealed before holding onto my arm and jumping up and down, her bouncy curls flying all around her head like a floating halo.
No roar greeted us when she touched me. It looked like he just didn't want Cole to touch me.
I grinned once more.
“Come on, let me walk you to his bar. You can wait for him there while he has his fun.” She happily chatted to me as she guided me away from a glaring Cole.
“I’m staying at the Dark Mountain.”
I flinched from the screech she gave as she squealed a “Of course you are, you powerful bitch you!”
There wasn’t a sign of a councilman in sight.
Pathetic weak men.
Bri walked me the entire way to the portal that led to the Dark Mountain. She chatted the entire way past thenosy onlookers and screaming, panicked people. Her constant chatting filled my noisy head, and I found I kind of liked it. She had so much to say, so much to laugh about and it covered the screams of my begging boys and constant need to bring pain. She blocked it all out.
“I will send over some sweet treats; I can’t come to the mountain of course, but you can meet me here and grab them. In fact, I'll send some right away. Rí’s going to be super hungry after this shift!” Nodding to herself she smoothed down the orange sundress she wore.
I tilted my head and asked, “Why after this shift?”
Her mouth opened in an ‘O’ before answering, “Well he hasn't shifted since the war. He's the last dragon, so he and his dragon have been without their Horde and well...that's a bit lonely for a dragon. So they haven’t shifted.”
Eighteen entire years he had been holding his dragon in. Eighteen years he had been alone without his kind. Eighteen years he had been alone. I had started to wonder if Rí and I were more alike than I thought. Both so very different, so very alone, so very out of place in our worlds.
I hadn't believed in these Fates the dragon spoke off, but could they have chosen him for me because he understood me? Not once had he forced a smile from me, not once had he forced me to be something I wasn't. In fact he had been in awe at my excitement to bring pain to those messengers.
Were we matched together because I also understood the feeling of being alone and lost? Until my twins, they healed me, made me strong. Became my obsession.
Was I that to Rí? Was I his dark obsession?
So were these Fates right in pairing us? Were we supposed to find each other? Was Rí really and truly…mine?
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