Her fiery desire

Chapter 3

Alexander

I hate wearing suits, it is uncomfortable and restricting, but my parents are all about impressions and as we are among other shifter, they expected me to look my best. I would prefer to be anywhere but here, I would’ve preferred to stay home where I could walk around in my jeans and t-shirt, rather than this stuffy outfit. Having Rachel on my arm tonight, feels like salt being rubbed into my already open wounds, she may be beautiful, but she is just like my mother. I have been trying to shake her off for years, but my parents seems to be set on paring us together every chance they get.

Rachel is a beautiful woman with light brown hair that reached all the way to her perfect round ass. Her eyes are a light ice blue and her lips is plump and blood red tonight, matching the red dress she is wearing, similar to the one my mother is wearing, except hers shows a bit more skin. Her long smooth legs are on display with the slits running up on both sides of her dress, and her heels just makes the muscles in her legs more pronounced. She is beautiful tonight, but I know what is underneath all of that beauty. She is f*****g crazy and an A class. Just like my mother, she believes everyone is below her, and with her father being very wealthy and basically raised her to believe she is a princess, it doesn’t help lower her nose a bit.

My dragon is restless and has been since we left our home at the early hours of this morning to attend the signing of the treaty. This year is my first year attending and hopefully by the next signing, I will be here as king of the dragons and not here as the prince. My parents wanted me to learn the ropes and this weekend, I am to be their shadow. I honestly never had a taste for politics, but it is time that my parents step down and I will play nice in every way I can if it means I will be taking over soon. Some things need to change and for it to change, someone else has to take over the throne.

The closer we get to the diner, the more my dragon seems to try to push to the surface. I try to keep my focus on my parents in front of me, but it gets harder by the second. I wonder why my beast is so on edge and the second we step into the diner, my question is answered. The smell of my mate hits me hard and my head snaps to the side where the scent of woods and rain with a tint of wild flower is coming from.

She is sitting in the corner table, trying to hide in the shadows, but with her flaming red hair and that gorgeous green dress, she is standing out regardless of how dark the room is. Her eyes are locked on mine and I know she knows what I am to her. I can smell that she is a wolf shifter, but I honestly don’t care what she is, she is mine. When her eyes slowly take me in, I smile with pride, knowing she likes what she sees. I can see the need in her emerald green eyes, even from this distance. It takes everything in me to not shake Rachel’s arm from mine and walk straight to my mate and claim her there and then. The fact that it will piss off my parents, knowing my mate is not a dragon shifter, just makes this all the much sweeter.

My c**k is standing to attention and when her eyes meet mine again, it stirs, ready to take her here and now. I give her a smirk to let her know that I like having her eyes wandering all over me. I wish she would stand up so that I can have my eyes wander all over her. When her heated gaze turns into that of anger and I see her hands turn into fists, I frown. Her eyes sift from me to whoever is beside me, and it takes me a second to remember that Rachel is holding onto my arm so tight that it might as well be a lifeline for her. I quickly remove her hand off my arm and her head snaps to me, completely forgetting about the werefox king standing next to her.

“Are you all right?” She asks me with a frown.

“Yeah, I will be back soon.” I tell her and turn away from her before she can protest. I really don’t care about her or her feelings, but I need to play nice if I want that throne any time soon. When I turn back to where my beautiful mate was sitting just a few minutes ago, I am disappointed to see only her companion sitting at the table. He is looking at me with shock clearly written on his face. I quickly make my way over to him, wanting to know where she went. I can follow her scent, but it would be easier if he just tells me where she is.

“Where did the lady go that was sitting next to you just moments ago?” I ask him, skipping the introduction, needing to get to her. His head turns to the side where she was sitting and a frown appears on his face before he looks around him.

“I honestly didn’t even realize that she left. Why are you looking for her if I may ask?” He says with curiosity clear on his face. “She won’t be interested in whatever you have to offer her.” He says, grabbing my attention.

“And why is that?” I ask him.                                                 

“Because she has been saving herself for her mate and she won’t be interested in a one night stand, no matter how attractive you might be.” He says and my need for her gets even worse. Knowing she has saved herself for me, makes me want her even more.

“It’s a good thing I am her mate then.” I say and feel satisfaction when his eyes go wide with shock.

“No f*****g way. No wonder she ran.” He says and it is my turn to look confused. Why would me being her mate make her run? “Do you know who she is? What your kind has done to her? She would rather kill herself than take you as a mate.” He says before standing up and walking towards what looks to be the kitchen of the diner. I stand at the table looking after him confused, before it sinks in who my mate is. I have heard stories about the werewolf queen, but I have never seen her before. She has killed more dragons than any other shifter during the war. She has abilities that no other wolf shifter has and from what I heard she is the last of her bloodline, thanks to my father that murdered her parents for killing my mother’s best friend.

I sigh before shaking my head and turning back to my parents and Rachel. I have been blessed with a mate that hates me and my kind and worst of all is that I can’t pursue her if I plan on taking over the throne, my kind will never accept the dragon slayer as their queen. I rub my hands over my face and groan in frustration, this is going to be a long night.