The Dragon's Bride
Chapter 14

Catori struggled with her trunk as she dragged it across town, despite the cold air biting into her cheeks. She still went on until she ran into Calian and Meztli.

At first they only stared at her, while she ignored them to sit on the brown, and brass trunk to catch her breath.

“What are you doing?’’ Meztli finally asked.

“Looks to me as if she finally lost it.” Calian mocked.

Catori gave an enormous smile. “Don’t worry, you and this village will get what is coming to it.”

She pulled the trunk behind her again, leaving the two stunned males behind.

As Catori went on, people from the village gave her strange looks.

She could see Sister Rose, in particular, who was shaking her head.

When Catori finally got to the Grande Desolation, she pushed the door open, just in time to hear Rydstorm saying.

“I’m going to look for my mate.”

Then he paused, his mouth was slightly open as he was surprised.

Catori let out a breath, dropping her trunk, causing it to make a loud thud sound on the stone floors.

“And who are you? I don’t remember seeing your beautiful face yesterday.” Fang said, pushing away the female that was sitting on his lap and made his way over to Catori in no time.

“Catori.” Rydstorm said, clenching his fist.

In no time, he had a hand on Fang’s shoulder, shooting him a warning look.

“Oh, oh...” Fang said with realization.

“What are you doing here?” Rydstorm asked.

“You were coming to look for me?”

“Yes, to see if you were ok because you left in a hurry this morning.”

“Well, I’m back to stay.”

Rydstorm tried to hide his excitement, but the way his eyes sparkled and the smile that spread across his face gave it away.

A female that had blue hair and looked a lot like Rydstorm interjected.

“We already have enough trouble as is by coming to this place. We don’t need anymore because one of the village females comes here.”

Catori ignored the girl to smile at Rydstorm.

“My father is ok with this, so it doesn’t matter to me what anyone else says.”

All Rydstorm could do was stare at Catori.

“And I was right, my father is Nightwing.”

The place went deadly silent at that.

“That is impossible.” Someone said.

Rydstorm ran a hand down his face.

Just then the blue hair female circled Catori, looking her up and down.

“Rydstorm.” The female said, looking at him.

“Catori, please, can you go up to the room? I’ll be there shortly.”

Catori bent to take her trunk with her.

“You can leave it. I’ll bring it when I come up.”

Catori made it to the last stairs on the second floor when she heard.

“Nightwing’s daughter is your mate? What does this mean for us?”

She didn’t linger to hear a response, afraid that they would know she was listening.

When Catori entered the room, she noticed papers scattered all over, and a map laid out on a small table.

Catori studied it, not recognizing any of the land formation or the names of the places it showed.

She then picked up a paper that had an unfamiliar language she had never seen before.

Catori gasped when the words written seemed to fly off the paper at her. Suddenly, she could understand what was written.

It was as if the words were rearranging themselves to make it easier for her to read.

After trying to make out a few other sentences, Catori placed the paper exactly where she found it, turned around and gasped.

Because there behind her was Rydstorm.

Looking mind-blowingly sexy, like a god as they depicted them in stories. He dominated the hotel room with his powerful presence.

She stared at him for as long as she could, because never in her nineteen years had she seen such an attractive man.

He flashed her a seductive smile.

His blue hair was today pulled back into a tight ponytail, while he only wore a pair of black pants.

“Don’t you own shirts?” Was the smartest thing she could have thought of saying.

Rydstorm let out a laugh.

Catori closed her eyes, loving the sound of his rich laugh.

“What are you doing here?” He asked.

“To be with you, my father has no problem with our union, so you have nothing to worry about.” She replied.

The intense icy gaze Rydstorm had, sent a rush of desire through her.

“How are you doing that?” Catori asked.

“Doing what?”

“This feeling.”

Rydstorm reached out to brush back Catori’s hair.

“I’m not doing anything. We are mates, so it is only natural for us to have this strong connection. It is far behind the point of lust. What we have is eternal. And even when we die, our souls will still recognize the other in our next life.”

“Is that how the mating thing really works? That means...” She trailed off.

“Most times, depending on how long a dragon lives, and if they are lucky their mate gets reincarnated.”

“Maybe that can happen with my mother and father then.” Catori nodded.

″What are you talking about?” Rydstorm was genuinely confused.

“Farrah, the woman I was telling you about, isn’t my real mother. Catoriana was.”

Rydstorm visibly went ridged.

“Is everything alright?” Catori asked.

“The names you keep saying, you don’t even know your true nature.”

“But you can teach me.”

“I will, but just know that you aren’t just a normal dragon.”

Catori turned away from him abruptly, and it astonished him how fast she was able to shift her mood or from one situation to another.

“I was reading this. It said that there are millions of dragons all over the world, some living amongst humans. While some are a warring factor with their own.”

“You can read this?” Rydstorm asked, once again amazed by her.

“Yes, am I not supposed to?”

“Well, it’s Tunica. A lost language, but the native tongue for us Dragons, though few understand it.”

“Why are they fighting?”

Rydstorm flexed his jaw.

“It’s just in our nature.”

“So it’s natural to kill each other and force a rapid decline on a soon extinct species faster?”

“This war had been going on long before I was even born, Catori. It has to do with a son of Roma taking the throne from the son of Apepi.”

“My father. He also wrote about this and told me that I’m his only heir that can reclaim the throne.”

Rydstorm frowned at her but said nothing.

“What is it?”

“Nothing, just very intrigued by you. I want to protect you with all that I have by locking you up, but I know that some way you would break out, or your father would come do that.”

“Locking me up isn’t protecting me.”

“I know, and I wouldn’t want to deprive you of anything this world has to offer.”

“And you won’t.’’

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