Dragon Fire & Wolf Blood

Chapter 7

It was late when we got back to the palace. Everyone was already tucked in for the night. All was quiet. Taking a shower, I cleared all of the negativity off me. What the witch had done worried me. She wouldn’t have fought so hard to touch my chest for no reason. So, what was the reason? I didn’t feel any different. I just felt like me.

Thinking maybe she had just simply done it to scare me, thinking I would let her go out of fear. She didn’t know me very well.

Laying on my bed, I allowed myself to find restful sleep.

I was walking down a path towards an unknown destination. Feeling uneasy, I watched my surroundings and prepared for any threats to strike. Each step was carefully calculated. Watching for movement and listening for any sounds.

Making it to the end of the tree line, I found a wide-open space before me. It was hills as far as the eye could see. Flowers covered the area. The smell of each plant was almost overpowered. The one scent I picked up on was my mate’s. Uncertain as to why she would be here.

Seeing her emerge from another set of tree line. She walked through the flowers. Each one she touched turned black and wilted away. Her eyes were dark. Spreading her wings, she had them extended out at their full length. It was a marvelous sight to behold, but seeing the dying flowers flowing behind her, gave me pause.

I don’t understand why she is here. I also don’t understand why I am here. This place holds no memory.

Instead of making my presence known, I watched in the shadows. Determined to learn her purpose here. Another being emerged from the other side of the tree line. It looked to be an older witch. She looked very similar to the one we had just destroyed. The rebel coven leader.

Her eyes were smoking, releasing black tendrils up into the air. They walked towards one another until they met in the middle. The old witch caressed Ember’s cheek. Smiling at her, flashing her black teeth. Her skin was an unhealthy yellow. The witch’s hair was frail and thin. If one were to tug on a single strand, she would surely loose all of her hair.

They were whispering to each other, a wicked smile displayed over the witch’s face. I started to worry heavily.

Ember’s eyes turned over to me. They burned a bright red. She was focusing solely on me. Walking away from the witch, she moved towards me. She was taking slow, careful steps towards me. After reaching me, she put her hand on my chest, over my heart. Standing on the balls of her feet, she reached up to kiss me. Her lips were entrancing. How I have missed them. Leaning down, I kissed her deeply. Wrapping my arms around her.

Suddenly, I felt an extreme pain. Pulling away, I looked down to see her hand pushed into my chest, through my rib cage, and she had her hand wrapped around my heart. Looking into her eyes, she looked up at me. Any form of love from her eyes was gone.

My eyes moved back down to my chest. I watched as she ripped my heart out. The second it disconnected from my body; everything went black.

Sitting up, drenched in sweat, my breathing was uneven and rapid. Rubbing my hands over my eyes, I fought away the images still swarming my mind. Looking around my room, I found my room was dark. Feeling a sense of dread, I moved towards the shower. Feeling the need to wash away everything that had happened.

The hot water cooled my senses and washed away the nightmare. My mind cleared as the water healed my mind and body. I stood there and allowed the water to run over my body for a while. I don’t know how long, but I could feel it starting to wane on how much hot water it was giving me. Each floor had its own hot water heater.

Dressing quickly, I headed downstairs, pushing my thoughts away from the nightmare. It was just a nightmare, and I needed to focus. Ember will be here later today. This gave me some time to get things set up.

Finding the staff chef in the kitchen, I talked with him to figure out what kinds of foods Ember would like. She may have different tastes. He eyes lit up at the excitement of making something new. Leaving the kitchen, he still had a smile plastered on his face as he rushed around the kitchen.

Heading up to the office, I found both of my fathers busy at work. Taking my seat, I got to work. Things have piled up some in the last few weeks. My fathers had been busy providing us with intel while we were gone. Emmit and Damon were left to handle things. They didn’t botch anything, but there were two of them and they weren’t used to this much work.

They also had their own jobs to keep up with as well. Emmit was carefully watching the situation with the witches. Ensuring we didn’t need to prepare for war. Damon was probably face deep in every woman he could find.

The vampires were calling for aid as they were struggling with a space issue with one of the werewolf packs. We will need to send an emissary to work it out between the two. My parents have worked hard to unite Supernatural beings, but not all of them were open to cooperation. It was very normal. Hundreds, if not thousands, of years of negative history aren’t going to be erased in our lives or our children’s lives. There were always going to be those that disagreed or felt their species was superior to others.

Finishing work, I was notified Ember had arrived. She was landing and getting cleaned up before she could speak with me. Understandable, that flight took days.

I kept busy until a knock at the door stole my attention. My heart was racing with excitement. I could smell her faintly.

“Come in,” I called out. Giving her permission to enter.

Taking a stand, I saw the door knob turned and then slowly the door opened.

My eyes fell on her and I felt something hit me, hard. My heart felt as though it was being ripped through my chest all over again. My hand was over my heart, claws distended and I started ripping at my skin. I could faintly hear screaming and yelling. The strong hands of my fathers were on my arms. Attempting to fight me from ripping my skin apart as I was fighting the pain.

I felt a hot liquid shoot into my neck and it numbed the pain, but I could feel myself losing consciousness. The last face I saw was hers before the darkness took me.