Chapter 26: Chapter twenty-five

Tessa’s POV

“We just got in that there is a Pride of Dragons making their way in our direction,” Alpha Kurt said, standing up from behind his desk.

“Alpha Lucian, I want to know if my pack is at risk.” He said with a very serious expression on his face.

“King Maxwell must have sent them to escort me and Luna Tessa to the castle. They are very early though,” Lucian said.

“How far are they from here, Alpha?” I said putting an assuring hand on the small of Lucian’s back.

“Fourteen hours if they carry on with the speed they are flying at,” the Alpha said, walking around back to his chair but did not sit down.

“I don’t want to scare my people, Lucian. Is there any way we can arrange for you and Tessa to meet with the dragons off pack lands?” The Alpha said and Lucian looked at me.

“I don’t think the King wants to hear from me right now,” Lucian said.

My wolf spread her confidence through me, and I took a step forward.

“I will be the one speaking to the King,” I said my aura went bright orange with confidence, and Lucian spun around.

“You will be doing no such thing,” he said in his Alpha voice.

“Don’t you use your Alpha tone on me, Lucian. You’re doing it again, treating me like a baby,” I said, for the first time ever, my voice was loud and dominant. At first, I looked around the room before realizing it was me. It was my Luna tone.

Lucian’s eyes flickered and I could see right into his Dragon/Wolf soul.

I stared him down and he backed away.

“You’re right. You can do this, Tessa. I know you can.” His words knocked me cold but gave me and my wolf something to smirk about.

I looked at the Alpha and he looked at us as if he’d seen nothing.

“I’m deeply sorry about that,” I told him, and he nodded.

“Can we phone through to the King now?” I asked and the Alpha picked up the phone.

“Will the King talk to you?” he asked, and I just nodded.

He motioned me to the chair, and I felt Lucian standing behind me, with his calming aura assuring me that I will be okay.

The Alpha dialed on his landline and waiting a few seconds before passing me the phone.

I swallowed, putting the cool plastic to my ear, hearing the annoying ringing for at least three minutes before someone picked up the phone.

“Ah. The stunning Tessa Mcgraw. What do I owe this pleasure?” It was Maxwell and I felt all the muscles in my back stretch and tighten.

“How did you know?” I asked him.

“I knew my disgrace of a son would be too much of a wuss to speak with me. And you lovely Tessa would do anything to save your pack. So how can I help you?” he asked, and I internally cringed.

Lucian must have seen my distress because he crouched in front of me and wrapped his arms around my waist, burying his head into my tummy. I ran my free hand through his thick locks and took a deep breath.

“We, no, I want you to call your dragons off and send them home. I and Lucian will be there on the night of your blue moon ceremony,” I said, making sure my Luna tone was heard.

His laughter boomed through the phone and I gripped onto Lucian’s hair.

“My dragons will do no such thing. You will be escorted by my dragons in fourteen hours to the Dragon Kingdom,” he said.

“Then I would like to ask you kindly to please ask your dragons to wait for us at the edge of pack borders. It is only fair that we ask that of you seeing as we’ve got no other choice.”

He was silent for a few minutes and I could tell that he was thinking.

“Very well. I don’t want you or my son pulling any stunts and please dress appropriately because we are having a traditional dinner. My son should know what to wear.” And with that, he put the phone down.

“Lucian?” I asked as he pulled off his shirt to take a shower.

“Mmm?”

“What must I wear? I don’t even know what to wear to a Traditional Dragon dinner,” I asked as I looked at my simple summer dress I’d brought with me and then checking out my gladiator sandals.

“There’s a box under my suits. That’s yours and that’s what you’ll wear to dinner.” He said and came over to stand next to me. I could smell the after-effects of our angry-sex and I must admit it was intoxicating.

I found the box and pulled back the ribbons. I lifted the long burgundy dress from the velvet box and held it up against me.

“I must wear this?” I asked and he nodded his head.

“The dragons are very boisterous people,” he said and took the beautiful dress from my hands.

It had a deep V-neck and an open back with two slits were under the mesh fabric.

“Oh my,” I murmured as my eye caught the sight of the sandals at the bottom of the box.

They were a golden heel with strings that wrapped around the ankle a few times.

“Almost like your gladiator thingy,” my wolf piped up, and I looked at Lucian before jumping and wrapping my arms and legs around him.

He stumbled back before gaining his balance and hugging me back.

“Thank you,” I mumbled into his neck and he laughed.

“Not a problem beautiful mate.” He said before I felt us begin to move.

I lifted my head to look at him as he squeezed my butt with both hands, making me yelp.

“Where are you taking me,” I asked, and he raised a brow before opened the bathroom door.

My hands tingled where they touched his bare skin.

He placed me on the bathroom counter and began placing kisses along my jaw, my neck, and over his mark.

“What are you doing?” I moaned, throwing my head back.

“Getting you nice and wet before getting in the shower,” he said, and his lips tickled a spot on my neck making me giggle which he responded by growling.

“Why does everything we do end up by us having sex?” I asked, trying my best to remain calm but failing.

“Because, sweet mate, I could die tomorrow, and then you’ll regret not feeling me for one last time.” He said and I laughed.

“Well then, what are you waiting for?” I asked with a naughty smile and he responded with a satisfied growl.