Their Whirlwind Love

Chapter 3: Victoria

“Do you have everything you need?” Madelyn asks me as she helps me load my last bag into the trunk of the black car.

“Yes, I think that is it. Thanks again for helping me get my things together. I have always wanted a sister and I thank the Fire God that your Song Goddess chose you for my brother’s mate. I have never been away from him for any long period of time, it soothes my soul to know I am leaving him in good hands with you and your beautiful sons,” I say to my sister-in-law.

I look up at the top of the stairs where my brother stands with the twins in his arms. It saddens me to leave him. We have always been together since birth, at every battle, political meeting, and important event in our lives.

“He is not happy about this at all.” Madelyn whispers as she sees me looking up at Viktor, “You know, you don’t have to do this, Vikki. We can support you through this time. Even though I have no idea what pregnancy feels like, I do know that motherhood is not easy. I don’t know what I would do without your brother. Let us be there for you,” she says to me.

“We will be okay, Mads. I will not be alone where I am going,” I say to her.

“Which is where exactly?” Madelyn asks innocently.

I laugh out loud, “Nice try. I will send word when I get settled to let you all know that I am well. Remember I can still link Viktor, wherever I go.”

Madelyn sighed deeply and hugged me one last time.

I wave up at my brother and he nods back in acknowledgment.

“Take care, sis,” he mindlinks me.

“Always,” I mouthed back.

“Are you ready, Princess Victoria?” the vampire driver of my ride says as he opens my door.

“Thanks, Derrick. Yes, I am ready,” I say to him and get in the backseat.

Derrick closes my door and he and his mate, Rob get into the front seats of the car.

This was the only way my father, the King of the dragon kingdom, was letting his only daughter off of the family lands. I had to have a protective escort.

Madelyn insisted that it be her personal guard, Rob, be the one to go with me. After hours of arguing, I gave in. To be honest, I was kind of glad to have some kind of connection to home.

Rob was the fairy male-counterpart ambassador assigned to our lands along with Madelyn. After she turned out to be my brother’s mate and the new dragon princess, she made Rob her personal guard.

A few months ago, around the time that I was taken by a wicked warlock and everything that went down with Patrick happened, Rob found his mate, Derrick. Derrick was a vampire guard in the Elite Clans Guard. After their assignment was complete, Derrick came to live on our lands with his mate. He has become quite accustomed to our ways and has become loyal to our family.

We sure are a historic sight in this vehicle. A fairy, vampire, and dragon all together in one place, the makings of a corny joke. Just a few years ago, this would have been absolutely unheard of. Before, the only time you would probably see it would have been if we were battling each other. For centuries, all of the species have been at war with each other. Everyone would stay in their own clan or pack lines. But in recent events, that has all changed.

The ambassador program was born, interspecies mating have been more common and alliances have been made. Instead of us battling against each other, it has turned into battles of good versus evil. The Rogues have been our problem and still are. Rogues are outcasts from different species, who have chosen to follow evil-doers and create havoc in our magical world.

“Where are we headed, Princess?” Rob’s question brings me out of my thoughts.

“Okay guys, if this three-some thing we got going on is going to work, then you guys have got to drop the Princess title,” I say with a smile.

“Three-some. Now is that something new?” Derrick says with a laugh.

“Only new to you, love,” Rob says with a wink.

I burst out laughing along with Derrick.

“Alright, Vicks. Where are we heading?” Rob asks.

“Just head straight out of the land. At the border I will tell you where to turn,” I answered him.

Derrick nods and starts driving.

I look behind, at the only home I have ever known.

The home I was born and raised by my father and brother. Our mother was murdered when we were young, and our father did the best he could to raise us, along with the dokaal. Which is why I probably grew up too tom-boyish. I love to spar and fight with the toughest warriors in our Guard, whether it be in human or dragon-form. I love to plan out different strategic plans of attack and love the diplomacy of the ambassador program.

Diplomacy.

That was how Patrick and I met.

Patrick.

My wolf-mate.

I am no innocent angel. I have had many lovers in the past. Including those of other species. I have always loved how it feels to be in the arms of a tough male who can give me pleasure. As a dragon, we are a very carnal species. Meaning we are always horny as hell. So losing my virginity at a young age was never a big thing. Kissing is how we find our mates in our species. So, ever since I became of age to marry, I was kissing males left and right. I wanted to find my mate. After decades of kissing and having dozens of males in my bed, kissing my lips, I started to believe that I would never find him. It is known by many that it is rare for our species to find our mates, which is why our population numbers are starting to go down. I had started to lose hope of ever finding my one, true-mate.

Then, I met Patrick, the wolf-gamma to Alpha Damian of the Yellow Moon Clan. Our gift of strategizing influenced partnering us when it came to setting the foundation of the Ambassador program’s first meeting. For weeks we strategized for hours over safety routes and exit routes for all seven species that would be present at the historic meeting. Well, in those hours, we had to stand close, and in one of those close moments, his hand touched mine and that is when I felt the first spark. I didn’t know at that second what the sparks meant, but I know it freaked him out. Later I discovered that sparks meant that wolves had found their mates.

Of course, I was overjoyed by this discovery. Finally, I had found my mate. To say that I was surprised that my mate was a wolf, no not really. Patrick was sexy as hell. Taller than me, which was a plus, seeing as how I am not your average height for a female, I usually tower over most males. The second thing I noticed about him was his beautiful emerald-colored eyes of his.

I hope our young inherits his eyes. I think as I wrap my arms around my middle section.

Oh, baby of mine.

Your daddy really has screwed up.

Patrick chose Kate over me. Yes, I can to some extent understand that he and Kate had a long-standing relationship and that he was put between a rock and a hard place. I get it, I really do. But, I am his ONE-TRUE-MATE. Like, THE ONE! How could he not choose me? How could he not choose us? Okay, technically, he doesn't know about the US yet and right now I don’t think he ever will.

He tried a total of three times to try to reach me while I was home.

First, he came in person and got as far as our dragon-land border. I had the guards turn him away. When he didn’t want to go willingly, they had to forcefully remove him.

The second time, he had his sister, Fae, call me. The dokaal brought me the phone that day and I answered as normally as I could.

“Hello Fae,” I had said.

“Hello, Victoria! It is so good to hear your voice,” she said.

“It’s good to hear from you, too. How are you feeling? How is Dem?” I asked, trying to keep her off the topic of him, which I was positive was the reason she had called.

“I am doing well, getting bigger and bigger. It won’t be much longer. Like wolves, our pregnancies only last six months and Dem is getting more and more overprotective. Like literally, he is with me every second of the day. It’s suffocating!!” she whispers into the phone.

“Why would you say that?” I heard Dem say in the background. I laughed at the two.

“See what I mean?” she asked me.

“He is just freaking out about the babies. He will be worse when they are born. Just wait,” I said to her, knowing that is how my own Brother is with his own sons and, in a way, wishing that I could experience that with Patrick.

“Oh sweet Moon Goddess, please don’t say that.” she laughed. “Well, I was calling to see how you were doing and wondering if Patrick…”

“Fae, I am going to stop you right there, hon. I do not wish to speak to or about your brother. If he is there with you, please tell him if he can’t hear me. He made his choice before and I am making mine now. As much as I wish things could be different, they can’t.” I said to stop her.

“Why not?” I heard Patrick’s voice on the phone.

“Because this is how you wanted it to be, Patrick. I don’t want to sound callous, but how convenient it is for you that you want me now that Kate is gone.” I said harshly into the phone.

“That’s not fair and you know it, Victoria. I know I f****d up but..” he started to say.

“Royally, Patrick. You f****d up, royally. And I am done with this conversation. Please, don’t try using your sister again, to try to reach me. I am done with you and better off not having you in my life. Good-bye!” I said and slammed the phone down.

The third time was a few nights ago. I had gone flying with my friend, Kaitlyn. It had been a while since I had let Vera out to fly freely and I wanted to let her out while she still could. For pregnant female dragons, there comes a point in their pregnancy becoming, further along, they are unable to turn.

“When will we see our mate again?” Vera mind-linked at me.

“Never, baby girl,” I responded to her.

“I think you are wrong, love,” she said to me, then dipped us lower to the ground. That’s when we saw him.

The sandy-brown wolf that haunts my every thought.

His head was turned up at us.

“No, Vera! Do not land!” I yelled through our link.

“But, it's our mate,” she insists and continues to go lower towards the ground.

“Our mate didn't want us, Vera. Our mate who chose to love another. He turned away from us, from our young. How can you so easily forget that?” I argued with her.

Vera puffs purple smoke in defiance but stops descending and straightens out our wings. Patrick started running in the direction that we were flying. He keeps up with us for a while, but soon Vera takes us higher into the clouds and we lose sight of him. But we both could still hear his howl of pain and sorrow he threw our way.

That night when we got home, I made my decision. I needed to leave. I needed to hide away. I needed to heal and I knew that distance and time would help me do that.

I made calls and reached out to a close friend of mine. We made arrangements. Spoke to my father and things were settled. The hardest thing was telling Viktor, that also went better than I thought.

And here I am.

Heading to freedom or hiding away, is a better way of putting it.

Derrick reaches the end of our dragon lands. We stopped at the fork in the road.

“Left or right, Vicks?” Rob turns his head and asks me.

I take a deep breath, “Before we officially leave, boys. I need a vow from both of you.” I said to them.

They look at each other, then turn around in their seats to look at me.

“Name it,” Derrick says.

“You will not tell a soul where we are? I know that’s not fair to ask, to keep you both away from your friends and family but…” I start to say, feeling crappy about my request.

“Done,” Rob says.

I am taken aback by his affirmation.

“Done?” I ask.

“It’s done. We vow not to say anything to anyone about where we will be.” Derrick clarifies.

“Why?” I ask, wondering how they could possibly be okay with this.

“Because we know you are going through some tough times right now. We will be by your side to get you and anybody else who comes along through it,” Rob answers.

My hand quickly goes to cover my stomach.

“How did you know? Did Madelyn tell you?” I ask him.

“Nope. My mate has a knack for figuring things out on his own,” Derrick says proudly.

I smile in gratitude.

“So what’s it going to be? Left or right?” Derrick asks.

I look towards the right, knowing that is the direction of the wolf lands and the way towards Patrick.

Could I possibly be wrong? Do I have the right to keep his child from him? If I go to him now, how would he respond to the news? Would he be shocked like Viktor was with his sons? Or would he be overprotective of me, like Dem is with Fae?

I sigh.

“We are heading to the Elf lands. We go left,” I say to them.

I guess I will never know.