The Destroyed Dragon King and His Mate

Chapter Three... Hearthstone

*Drake POV*

"Drake, you really need to settle down and stop sleeping with all these women that flock to you. It is not a good look for our family. I am a loyal husband to my wife. She has been everything to me since before you were born. What if I want to step down one day and give you my throne?" my father grumbles. "Father, I am only nineteen years old, that is too young to even think about settling down. Hell, I won't even have to think about that for several more years. I respect your opinion but your relationship between my mother and yourself has nothing to do with me." I chuckle lightly.

"Has more to do with you than you think," my father mutters under his breath. It was so quiet I couldn't even believe I heard it. "Just promise me you will at least try to find "The One". I can't even begin to explain the importance it is to find your mate." my father said sternly. Mate? What the hell is he talking about? My father's eyes widen slightly after he finished. He curses under his breath and then attempts to calm himself down.

"Are you okay father? You don't seem like yourself today." I say cautiously as I tilted my head to the side and give him a strange look. He looks at my mother who is sitting next to him and they seem to have a silent conversation, but I laugh to myself because that is impossible. No one can speak to another person through their mind. I shake my head and began cutting the steak that was in front of me. I picked up a piece and placed it in my mouth as I watched my parents. I chewed quietly and finally gave up on staring my parents down. They could stay that way for hours. I was never good at winning a staring contest with my father when I was younger. He would always win.

He has been my hero for most of my life, but to others in our kingdom, he was known as the King. We lived in a big castle, but even that was a bit too much for me at times. I had convinced my parents to build me my own house. It was private and I didn't need to worry about anything. I was carefree and happy. Honestly, I didn't even consider myself a Prince, but I was. Prince Drake Alexander Hearthstone.

I respected my father, but I never wanted his throne. He has been the King for as long as I could remember. I have heard rumors throughout the town that he is a powerful and dangerous man. My father, dangerous? Ha! What a joke. I admit he has a temper sometimes, but that would classify him as a dangerous man? What are these townspeople taking to think such things of my father?

I have heard another small rumor about my father that is very hush-hush. I don't believe the rumor and what made me chuckle when I heard it was that my father, my own father who raised me, was a Dragon. SERIOUSLY! Do these people have nothing else better to do in their lives than to make up stories about father. I haven't told my father about these rumors because he would be furious.

Why did people believe so much in mythical creatures? It was hilarious to me. I mean I could probably figure out why they assumed my father was a Dragon King. He had his whole castle decorated in nothing but the creatures. Pictures, statues, vases, you name it, he had it. I never understood his fascination for dragons.

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"Ugnnn.. faster Drake, Oh God!" screams the woman in my bed. I had gone out for drinks with a few of my friends and ended up bringing her home. She was a sexy little number. "That's right baby, take it all." I groaned out as I released string after string of my seed inside her. I collapsed next to her as we both gasped for air, then I removed the condom and threw it in the trash bin.

"Oh Drakie, that was amazing." she purred seductively as she ran her fingers down my chest. I narrowed my eyes at her in annoyance. "Drake. Not f*****g Drakie. What have I told you about that damned nickname? I just met you tonight for f***s sake." I growled angrily.

She turned bright red and lowered her eyes. I didn't know why, but I felt something strange begin happening to me. I couldn't describe it, but suddenly this all felt wrong. "Just leave. I need to be alone." I said through gritted teeth. "YOU CAN'T BE SERIOUS? ARE YOU f*****g KIDDING ME?" She shrieks hysterically.

Ugh. I already feel a headache inching its way into my f*****g head. This woman is so damned annoying. What did I ever see in her? "Just get out, before I put you out, and trust me, sweetheart, you don't want that, believe me," I say with a deadly calmness. She huffs, then scurried out of bed grabbing her clothes and as she left the room she flipped me off. "f**k off asshole. Can't believe I wasted my night on you." she cries out angrily then slams the door.

I run my hand down my face in aggravation. What the f**k was I thinking? I couldn't believe I was actually considering that maybe father was right. These one-night stands just weren't cutting it for me anymore, I needed something more. I fell back on my bed in frustration and felt my exhaustion drag me into the darkness.

"Hello? Is anyone there? Grothet? I miss you terribly. Please don't leave me again. I have to go to a dinner party tomorrow with my parents and I am so nervous. Please talk to me. You are the only one I can truly talk to." said a woman's voice.

I open my eyes and realize that I must be dreaming. I don't remember being in this place before. Where am I? "I am here my precious jewel." said a deep voice. I looked all around but didn't see anyone. "It is not safe for you my jewel. Something powerful is trying to get into your mind, but I won't let anyone hurt my mate. Soon my precious Jewel, soon your Dragon will be able to stand by your side and protect you forever." said the deep voice. Did he just say, Mate? Wait... did he just say Dragon? Why can I hear this conversation between a woman and a... Dragon? Why am I dreaming this?

Suddenly two purple eyes the size of my father's statues look directly at me. "It is time Drake Alexander Hearthstone. It is time to learn the truth about your family and to learn about Dragons."

I wake up suddenly.

I am sweating fiercely and breathing heavily.

WHAT THE HELL IS GOING ON?