The Prophecy Unfolds: Dragon Queen (2 page)

I
deliberated
What sort of fool do you take me for? As if I
would fall for any of this nonsense.

I
was convinced that I had been drugged, or hypnotised.

He
continued, “Alex we will take you outside now. So you can see
our world and know that we are telling you the truth.”

I
still hadn’t uttered a single word. Vanda helped me to rise and
Leon and Aston led the way. I Stumbling a little I nearly fell twice
until Vanda placed his arm around my waist to support me. I felt the
electric shock I'd felt when Aston touched me earlier. This left me
perplexed. Perhaps they were telling the truth because this tingling
was a phenomenon I’d never ever experienced before. We went
through the door opposite the huge bed, passed down a corridor and
entered a large living area. In it there were old fashioned sofas and
a large wooden table with benches. The rear of the room contained a
kitchen area.

To
my amazement about a dozen people were dotted about the room. Mostly
men but with a few women present. Everybody dressed in an odd fashion
as if in the process of making an historical pageant. Virtually all
wore trousers that could only be described as breeches in the same
suede-like material that Aston's appeared to be.

All
the people in the room were beautiful to behold. Even the women
appeared tall and muscular. Strangely once again they stared and
watched me as we crossed the room. Vanda led me toward a pair of
imposing wooden doors with brass fittings From there we stepped
outside as Vanda continuing to support me. I stumbled a little once
more as we descended a couple of steps.

It
was dusk and as I studied my surroundings was stunned to see two
moons hanging in the sky. Both orange, one larger than the other. If
it wasn't for that, and the strange trees surrounding the building
that wouldn’t have looked out of place in Jurassic Park. Well,
that was when I knew I wasn't on my world any more. They had spoken
the truth.

All
I managed to do was stare with my mouth hanging open. As once again
everything went black. This was becoming a habit now. A bad one.

Finally,
rousing from my second fainting attack in one evening I woke up in
the huge bed surrounded once again by my usual, or so it seemed,
companions. Aware of Aston was staring.

Didn't
he know it’s rude to stare? Obviously not.

Clearing
his throat to make me aware of his presence he reached out and
grasped my hands.

“
Alex,
there’s several things we need to discuss. I will begin with
the most important question “Have you seen any of us before?”
he indicated himself then the others. At this comment I raised my
eyes to meet his giving a slight nod. I found it difficult to think
while he held my hands because my whole body seemed to hum.

“
I've
been dreaming of the three of you for over a year now. Ahem. Very
unusual dreams. Why?” I stammered.

Aston
shifted a little then explained that everyone on this world aged far
slower than on earth. The three of them had been dreaming of me for
much longer. In fact, almost two hundred years. He explained that all
three men considered me to be their “Soul-mate”. Each
believed they were destined to be my lovers and mated for the rest of
our lives.

Pausing
a moment Aston then went on to explain what, and who they all were.
Aston claimed he was a werewolf and alpha male of a werewolf pack. An
alpha wolf he explained was the leader of the pack. Vanda acted as
his second in command or his beta. Finally Leon was an elite pack
member. The Elite are the best fighters in the pack. All of them
werewolves or so they claimed. He informed me that soon I would be
mated to all three and described in detail the ceremony involved when
I raised my hand to stop him.

Finally
I found my voice and uttered “Excuse me, but don't I have a say
in all this? What if I don't want to become a “mate” to
any of you. Let alone all three.”

Career
minded I had worked hard over the last three years to get my degree
in nursing. Marriage, or a long-term relationship, wasn’t on my
agenda for some years. I had plans of my own, and although I would
possibly enter a relationship at some point I always dreamt of a
monogamous one. One that involved a white wedding and all the
fairytale stuff including flowers and possibly a church. All of a
sudden, these “men” had decided that I was to be their
mate.

I
started to lose both my temper and control of my body as I shook in
fury. Looked around and tried to calm myself as I knew this was
futile against three “werewolves.”

Unsure
whether I truly believed they were werewolves but they had already
shown me they were both fast, and strong. I would have to keep them
“sweet” until I has an escape plan and with luck find
this portal back to earth. Not to mention the strange humming
sensation I experienced when touched. I wondered whether the same
phenomenon would occur should Leon touch me.

Although
I acknowledged a physical attraction to all of them, in particular
Aston. This attraction was not enough to convince me of what he
continued to discuss. As I zoned out I thought instead about what I
planned to do to get free. I took notice of the conversation again
when asked not to escape. They discussed how dangerous this planet
could be for me. Emphasising how necessary it would be for me to stay
within the pack house for my own safety.

Perhaps
this was exaggerated to ensure I stayed put so as to be compliant and
less bothersome. Therefore I ignored this warning.

Aston
stopped for a moment looking at me intently, I used this opportunity
to ask to use the bathroom.

Surely
they have such things here. I thought.
As
I desperately needed the toilet after all I’d been through.

He
nodded to a door on the far side of the room and said they would
remain where they were while I used it.

I
stood with a wobble and Aston reached out to steady me. Once again
sending a tingling sensation through my entire body. An intense
sensation but also a pretty disturbing one.
I
steadied myself sufficiently and crossed the room to enter
the large bathroom. It held a large ornate tub, sink and a toilet so
at least it appears bathrooms are similar here. I relieved myself and
looked around the room. A bright room with a large window that opened
up to the back of the house. This particular aspect attracted my
attention.

I
looked out of the window and realised that the back of the house
overlooked a hillside that dropped away some feet below. Upon closer
inspection the window could be opened fairly wide, enabling my
escape.

So,
with stealth I pried open the window. I decided that to escape I’d
have to drop about five or six feet to the ground. This would have to
be done in a quiet fashion so I didn’t get caught in the act of
escaping meanwhile trying to avoid breaking anything vital. I managed
to turn around on the window ledge and was in the process of slowly
easing myself out. Suddenly something, or someone snatched me up. It
lifted my whole body away from the ledge and into the air.

I
drew in a sharp breath, then screamed as loud as I could. It wasn't a
somebody. It was a something. A big something that looked for all the
world like a dragon from myths and legends.

It's
huge talons had hold of me around my waist and we rose like a shot
into the air, higher and higher. I’d gone from the frying pan
into the fire and could only scream at the top of my voice. As we
moved at speed away from the building I spotted the three werewolves
staring out of the bathroom window toward me. What had I done. Being
mated to werewolves now sounded preferable to what might be in in
store for me now. I had become dragon fodder.

I
had just took another deep breath ready to carry on screaming when I
detected a voice in my head that said.

Alex
please calm down, I won't hurt you! You wouldn't make a decent meal
anyway. Too bony! Now be quiet. We will be at my lair in a short
while.

If
I hadn't already been in the clutches of a dragon I expect I would
have fell over. My life was becoming more bizarre by the moment.

The
dragon introduced himself and I started to really look at him. He was
beautiful. His scales different shades of red, gold and amber. The
colours reminded me of the “fire-bird” in the ballet of
the same name. His eyes unbelievably beautiful. A mixture of gold and
mother-of-pearl and constantly swirling. The dragon continued to talk
in my head and introduced himself as Talos then continued by
introducing his dragon rider as Patros.

This
shocked me as up to that point I hadn't realised that the dragon had
a rider. As I continued to look up I saw what looked like a girth
underneath the dragons broad neck. At that moment a young man leant
over the dragon's neck, smiled and nodded. I nodded back,out of
habit. As if it was the most natural thing in the world to be carried
by a dragon in its talons.

Did
I tell you my day was becoming more bizarre moment by moment.

The
dragon rider was gorgeous. His long dark silky hair hung past his
shoulders and he had the most vivid indigo blue eyes ever. He wore a
dark blue shirt and tight pants which outlined his biceps and pecs to
perfection. I swallowed.

Was
I drooling? Get a grip Alex. You are in danger girl.

I
swore I heard the dragon chuckle in my head at this point and
understood that he could read my thoughts and send them.
Seems
you are attracted to my rider Patros. He will be especially happy
about that

After
that, I tried to keep my thoughts neutral, who knew what kind of mess
I was getting myself into.

Talos
continued to fly for a further ten to fifteen minutes. In that time
we seemed to cover a considerable distance. Effortlessly he flapped
his wings downward slowing our descent as we entered a cavern where
he positioned me with care onto the ledge.

As
quick as I could I scoot further in to the cave. Out there on the
side of a large cliff it seemed a long way down to the floor of the
canyon below.

Talos
settled farther inside of the cave as he continued to observe me with
his swirling luminous eyes. Patros removed the saddle and placed this
upon a rack toward the rear of the cave, he still hadn't spoken once.
Again Talos spoke in my mind explaining that Talos had both chosen,
and been chosen by Patros, and that to become a dragon rider is a
huge honour. He pointed out other lairs set into the walls of the
canyon. When I looked closely I spotted dozens of dragons of many
different sizes and colours dotted about the cliff face.

Talos
roared once and received numerous responses then salutes from the
other dragon riders. An astonishing thing to witness. Upon close
inspection this cave wasn't just a hole in the canyon wall. There was
a large round hollow near the rear wall with the fireplace to one
side. Embers visible glowing there. Patros quickly retrieved logs
from somewhere nearby and stoked up the fire.

The
saddle rack I noticed before had shelves carved out of stone and
various cooking utensils. Clothing and food visible. A huge door, big
enough for the dragon to exit, at the back of the cave that had a
smaller door set in to it. Talos went on to explain that beyond that
opening lay a corridor that led to an enormous cavern. This cavern
was where all the dragons and their riders convened for gatherings.

Patros
spoke for the first time.

“
Hello
Alex, I could hear what Talos talking to you about. Although I'm
unable to observe your responses because I can't read your mind yet.”

I
thought to myself
Yet, what did he mean by yet?

He
took my hand to lead me toward the fire where he placed a couple of
stools. As soon as he touched me bright blue sparks flew between us.
Actual sparks. I was affected by the connection between us from the
tips of my toes, to the top of my head. It resembled liquid
lightening surging through my body except, with no actual pain. My
sex clenched and instantly I was aroused.