Chased By A Dragon King

+CHAPTER 1+ Imaginary Cigarette

The Dragon Realm 

Present Time 

Marek looked around the Oracle's chamber, Herbs were lined in the West side of her chamber. Herbs that he had never smelled before, some of them don't even grow in the Dragon Realm.

Which means that the Oracle had been out of Dragons Realm without Marek's knowing.

The east wing of Marek's castle was the Oracle's layer. It looked more like a part of forest than the wing of Marek's castle. No one can enter the Oracle's wing without her permission. No one can even meet her not until she summoned them, not even Marek.

"It's been such a long time since I have been waiting for you, Marek." The Oracle's voice got carried by the wind.

She was standing in the shadows.

"I came straight to you the moment Lucas told me that you had requested my presence." Marek told the Oracle. Walking towards her Marek slightly bowed in front of her with respect.

Oracle's are rare and it's not easy to find one. Because just like Dragons Oracles like to stay away from the other fraction of the Supernatural world.

The liked to be hidden away from wanderers~

The only difference between Dragon and the Oracle's liking solitude is that Oracles don't even like to mingle with their own kind while Dragons live and die for their kin.

The Oracle standing in front of Marek was the ancientest of her kind, the wisest of them all. It has been more than a Millennium since she has been residing in the kingdom of dragons.

She had signed a treaty with Marek's forefather that she had to help the Dragons in locating their soulmates outside the Dragon Realm and in return of that the Dragons had to give her a place in their kingdom and protection from her own kind.

The Oracle hides from her own kind under the protection of the Dragons

But why?

That's a question everyone wants to ask the Oracle but no one is brave enough to question her, not even Marek.

The Oracle has her own set of secrets~

"I have waited so long for this day Marek! Today we are going to set the things in motion for a future that your kind and my kind dreams of. . ." She turned her back on Marek.

Holding his breath Marek did not dare to disturb the Oracle. She was the sanest one from all of her kind. Her kind is considered as mad beings who talk in riddles but the Oracle standing in front of Marek was the most logistic person Marek had ever met.

"It's time for the Cursed ones to be free. . .

The moon shines bright above all, nature whispers to my soul~

It's time for our hardships to end, It's time for the Curse to bend~"

The Oracle faced Marek, she looked darkly at Marek, her eyes were a black abyss.

Marek's breath caught in his throat. . .

"Dragon you are going to set the future in motion, it's time for you to leave your kingdom, it's time for you to catch your little bride and make her fall for your charms."

The Oracle turned around and faced Marek, standing a few inches away from him she placed her hand on his chest, just above his rapidly beating heart. She smiled while looking into his eyes.

When Marek was a child the Oracle had once told him that his eyes are a mirror of his soul and today when she looked into his eyes it felt like she was peeking into Marek's soul.

"You have a kind heart Dragon, be patient with her, be possessive of her but don't treat her like a possession, be in love with her. You have to make her believe in love again." She said calmly but her eyes were anything but calm. Marek's Dragon can sense a black storm brimming inside her.

When the Oracle turned around to leave, he questioned. "Where will I find her? How can I make her believe in love?"

The Oracle looked at him like he had asked her the silliest question of the century.

"Open your kind heart to her and accept her broken one, she will be your Dragon, she is a pure soul don't scare her away. Leave your kingdom and work in the outside world. She will be drawn to you like a moth to a flame." The Oracle's explained with a gentle smile.

That was an easy task because no woman can resist the Marek's dragonly charms. His bride won't be any special.

"But how will I be able to recognize her?" Marek asked, desperation evident in his tone.

With a flicker of her fingers the Oracle started playing an illusion in front of them.

It was more like they were a part of that illusion.

The walls of the Oracle's chamber were gone and all of a sudden they were standing in an abandoned Park, covered in snow.

Snow was falling.

Marek was present there but at the same time he wasn't. The Oracle had powers that were beyond anyone's comprehension which makes Marek more curious about the fact that why she hides and why the hell she needs protection and from whom?

Marek was pulled out of his thoughts when his eyes caught the sight of a girl sitting on a bench in that snowy abundant park.

She was alone.

Marek watched the little female like a Hawk!

All the air whooshed out of his lung. He was drawn to the little female. He can feel a pull towards her.

"MY BRIDE~" Marek's Dragon aggressively whispered inside his head.

The feeling had been electrifying, nothing like anything Marek had ever experienced before.

The feeling of simply being in the same space with his bride had his heart accelerating, his skin tingling and his stomach somersaulting, all without her even touching him.

Marek's mind knew that it was an illusion but his heart doesn't understand any of that.

The only word that came to his mind when his eyes fell on the little female was breathtaking.

She was wearing a pink colour dress, a fur jacket covered her shoulders. Strands of brown hairs were covering her face like a curtain.

She was stunning~

Marek was not able to see her face clearly but still she took his breath away. There she was, his little bride for whom he had waited centuries. She was sitting alone, exhaling long sights as if she was tired.

Marek's eyes widened when his little bride mimicked the act of smoking. She touched her lips with two fingers and sucked on them as if her fingers were holding a cigarette between them. She exhaled the fog as if it was the smoke of the imaginary cigarette that she had pulled back from her lips.

Maybe his bride was a little loose in head. Like who in their right mind will sit in an abandoned Park and smoke an imaginary cigarette, acting like they were getting high.

Or maybe she was already high on something~

Lucas had once told Marek that getting high on herbs was becoming a trend outside the Dragon Realm. Maybe Marek's bride was an addict too.

Marek gazed at the little insane bundle to memorize every tiny detail about her but before he could notice anything else about his little bride, the Oracle's illusion started to fade away.

Marek resisted the urge to growl at the Oracle when once again he found himself within the walls of her chamber.

A fever of possessing and protecting the female that he saw in the illusion ruled the king of dragon's very being.

The dragon residing within Marek's soul had laid his eyes on his bride and he won't rest until his bride is in his protection and more precisely under him in his bed.

Naked~

It tortured him to not be in control of her body, her soul. But knowing that soon his little bride will be trapped with his arms made Marek excited and giddy like a little boy.

And Gold help him when he gets his hands on her he wasn't going to let her go. . .