Julie
Dragon’s mate.
That’s what Nicole said. Judging by the way Lawrence’s eyes shot to me, I know this is something he understands and has thought about. I don’t know what it is, but I’m not going to worry about it right now. The only thing I’m going to focus on is helping this dragon guy get back to his clan. They can deal with Nicole and I can…
I don’t know.
I know Lawrence wants me to come with him. I’m excited to have been invited, but I’m also nervous as fuck. This was supposed to be a camping trip in the woods. It was supposed to be a solo camping trip. I didn’t exactly sign on for some sort of weird dragon adventure.
When he moves away from Nicole and I and actually starts to shift, though, I realize that yes, I do want this. I want the adventure. I want this adventure.
I want all of it.
“What’s happening?” Nicole asks. “It got really quiet. Is he shifting? He’s shifting, isn’t he?”
“Yeah.”
It’s all I can manage to say. I’ve never seen anything like this before. I’ve never even imagined anything like this. Watching him change from dragon to man was fast. I was in a panic because I thought he was hurt, so I wasn’t really able to enjoy the complete experience.
This, though…Lawrence is a beautiful man, and he’s a gorgeous dragon. His abs and muscles fade away, replaced with scales and a tail. The shift happens quickly, but I watch every second, eating it up.
Am I living in a fairytale right now?
I kind of feel like I’m living in a fairytale.
When he’s finished, he looks at us for a second, and I move to him. Nicole’s hands and arms are still bound, so she can’t try to remove her blindfold and run away. I ignore her, just for a moment, and move to Lawrence.
“Hello, dragon dude,” I whisper, and then I reach for him. I’m a human girl. I don’t know what dragon etiquette dictates I’m supposed to do in a situation like this. I mean, am I supposed to be touching the dragon? Is that rude? Something tells me I don’t have to worry too much about how I’m touching Lawrence. He’s not exactly shy. If I’m doing something he doesn’t like, there’s no doubt he’ll tell me, so I reach for him.
I stroke his snout. His body is cold now, and hard. I run my hands down his neck and to his sides, where I touch him more. I peer back at Nicole, but she hasn’t moved. Taking my time, I explore him just a little bit more. Maybe I’m feeling brazen because no one else is watching. It’s kind of just the two of us right now, trapped in our own little world.
After a few minutes, I realize we really should get going, and I step back, breaking the trance. Lawrence seems a little surprised I stepped away, too, and I realize he got caught up in the moment just as much as I did.
“It’s time,” I say.
“Cool. Can you help me? Not to be a bitch or anything,” Nicole says. “But I can’t see.”
“Yeah.” I’m in too much of an emotional trance to care about her attitude. Somehow, I manage to awkwardly help Nicole onto Lawrence’s back. Then I climb up behind her. Once we’re both situated, I speak to Lawrence. “Okay, dragon, we’re ready.”
Without hesitation, he leaps into the air, and then we’re flying.
“I feel so uncomfortable right now,” Nicole whispers.
“Don’t,” I tell her. “It’s actually really cool. Besides, I told you, we’re going to be safe.”
“Honey,” she shakes her head. “You really think I’m going to be safe? Among the dragons? Because I guarantee that after pumping me for information, they’re going to kill me.”
I swallow hard.
She might be right.
I suppose I haven’t thought that far ahead. I’ve been kind of swept up in this thing happening between Lawrence and me. I mean, I don’t even know if something is happening. There have been no promises made. We haven’t slept together. Well, not in the sexual sense of the word. We have literally slept together, but that’s something else entirely.
What’s going to happen to Nicole when we get to the dragon’s home?
I don’t know.
I don’t even know what’s going to happen to me.
“They might not kill you,” I say, trying to sound encouraging.
“I don’t want to die,” Nicole says, and her voice is a whisper. I don’t say anything for a long time. I just let her words hang in the air. She might work for an evil company, but is she actually evil? I suppose that’s the real question, isn’t it? Does a villain deserve to die? Should someone like Nicole be given a second chance? Or a third chance? Or more chances still?
“You were going to capture me,” I say.
“No, I was going to use you as bait.”
“You were going to feed me to a dragon.”
“What? No, I wasn’t. I needed help catching a dragon. For work. I told you this last night.”
Nicole must be seriously messed up in the head if she thinks that’s what happened last night. She said she was going to use me as bait. She said she’d lost her partner.
Unless…
Did I seriously freak out on her and completely misread the situation?
Is there a chance I overreacted to what she said?
It was dark, and I was tired, and there was so much going on. I did freak out at their weird bitchiness, but maybe they weren’t actually trying to murder me. Perhaps Bernie and Nicole’s social skills were pretty fucked up when we met, but were they actually going to hurt me?
Did I panic?
“Why did you need to catch a dragon?” I ask her quietly. “And how was I supposed to help?”
“I’ve never done this before,” Nicole shrugs. “Bernie is the experienced one.”
“You’re new to the organization?”
She’s talking. That’s good. Lawrence might be busy flying, but I know he’s also listening attentively to everything she’s saying. He needs to know as much as he can about Lucky and what Nicole was doing working for them in order to help his clan.
“Brand spanking,” she says. “This is my first week.”
“And they already sent you on an assignment?”
“Yeah,” she says. “Apparently, I super fucked it up. We were supposed to come out into the woods. There are dragons here and a lot of them need help. We were supposed to get one and then contact our team members to help us bring it in.” She shakes her head, and Nicole sounds almost sad.
“What was up with the drinking thing?”
“What do you mean?”
“You guys tried to drug me.”
“That was Bernie. I don’t know what she was doing.”
“Then why did you chase after me?”
“You didn’t really give me a chance to explain…I wanted help. Bernie was obviously going nuts. I had a bad feeling about her before, but the way she acted when you ran off…I had to explain everything to you. I wanted you to help me.”
“Catch a dragon?”
“Yeah.”
“It sounds fake.”
“I didn’t want to hurt you,” Nicole says.
“You kind of seemed like a raging bitch.”
“Yeah, well, I was pretty pissed at Bernie. Sorry I went nuts on you.” She shakes her head. “If I didn’t know the dragons were going to kill me, I’d be bummed about losing my job. I’ve never worked in such a stressful environment before. I guess everything just kind of hit me at once.”
“What do you mean? Losing your job? Why would you lose your job?”
“You really think they’re going to let me keep working for them after this fiasco? Instead of catching a sick dragon who needs help, I managed to get captured by one and his human mate.”
“You keep using that word…mate…”
“So?”
“So…what does it mean?”
She’s quiet for a minute, and I look out over the tops of the trees. Lawrence is flying close to them. It might be my imagination, but I think he may have slowed down, just a little. Maybe he’s paying extra close attention right now.
“I’m new to Lucky, but I’m not new to the legends of dragons,” Nicole says finally. Maybe I shouldn’t believe her, and it’s not that I trust her, but something about the way she’s speaking makes me think that this much, at least, is truthful. “But there’s a belief that each dragon has one true mate.”
“Like a soul mate? Like the princess-meets-the-fairy-prince kind of thing?”
“Yes, but it’s more than that. It’s more serious. The shifter’s inner-dragon will call to him or her and let them know that this is their mate.”
“And you think that Lawrence and I are mates.”
“Don’t tell me you’d mind.”
I can’t see her face, but I know that there’s a huge smirk on Nicole’s lips right now. The worst thing is that she’s right. I wouldn’t mind. If Lawrence tells me I’m his mate, I don’t care. I feel a strange connection to him, as if there’s a rope pulling us toward one another. I’ve been missing something my entire life and I suddenly feel like he’s it.
I feel like he’s the one.
With Andrew…things were never easy or simple. I never had a real conversation with him that didn’t end in some sort of strife. Looking back, I don’t know how we managed to be together so long except that I worked so much and our relationship just sort of…happened. We were comfortable together. There wasn’t a mad, blinding attraction. We didn’t laugh or get along, but we stayed together because sometimes staying together is easier than breaking up.
Sometimes being with someone is simpler than being brave enough to walk away.
Then I remember something.
“Bernie said you just got out of a relationship, too.” Nicole’s body stiffens.
“Yeah.”
“What happened?” Perhaps I shouldn’t push her, but I’m feeling kind of brave and kind of snarky and to be honest, kind of determined. If Lawrence actually is my mate, like Nicole thinks he is, then I should help him find out as much about her as possible. Maybe he’ll get some answers about what Lucky did to his clan. Maybe he’ll find some closure.
“What always happens,” she shakes her head. “You fall for the wrong guy and he breaks your heart.”
“I’m sorry.”
“Me too.”
“Did he cheat on you?”
“Nope. He cheated with me.”
I’m silent for a minute. That’s big. Being the other woman?
“I didn’t know,” she pauses, and I realize she’s crying. Fuck. I shouldn’t have asked, shouldn’t have forced her to talk to me. “I didn’t know he was fucking married. I never would have done it if I…oh, I’m so stupid…”
“You aren’t stupid.”
“I am. The signs were all there and I was too dumb to see them. He never wanted to do anything with me on the weekends and he was never able to meet up for dinner unless it was early. He’d meet me late at night or during the day, and he didn’t like me calling him at home. Seriously, I should have known.”
“Love is blind, right? I feel the same way about Andrew and Sam. They had been sneaking around for awhile and I just…I just didn’t even see it. In retrospect, it was super obvious, but when it was happening? I had no clue.”
“The worst thing is that I still miss him, you know?”
I don’t know.
I don’t miss Andrew at all.
Then again, now that I’m out of the relationship and I’ve had a little bit of time to process everything, I know I never really loved him. With Andrew, things were convenient and normal. Ordinary. It was never a fully romantic, can’t-get-enough-of-each-other kind of situation. With Andrew, things were common. Ordinary. Plain.
I was eating vanilla yogurt without realizing there were a world of other flavors out there.
“Tell me about it.”
“He made me feel important,” she says. “And then he made me feel like I was nothing at all. It was over so fast that sometimes, I still wonder if he thinks of me.”
“You’re worth more than that, Nicole.”
She doesn’t say anything for a long time, but I know she heard me.
“Fuck that guy,” I tell her. “You deserve better.