Chapter 38
Persephone’s POV
“Well that was an interesting class, no doubt about that,” said Nyra as we all started getting up from our seats and walking in the direction of the next class. “I have Advancement of Magic next,” she announced.
“I have Potions,” said Alizeh as she checked her schedule on the tab that we all had been issued.
“How the fuck do I have combat as my second class? That too Magical combat?” I muttered as the answer came from a distance.
“That might be because you are the most powerful magical being who has been born in the last few centuries and have no idea how to control your magic. You are wearing cuffs to dampen your power,” said the voice and it was the overgrown lizard again. I liked him better when his attention was towards others and not towards me.
“I doubt that is true, my fiery little one. You seemed to like my…” he started but I had no idea how but the next moment my hand was slapped against his mouth to stop him from speaking any further. This idiot had no sense of how to speak before anyone else and I understand that it might be possible because he has been in confinement for so long.
“Slumber,” he said in my mind and made no attempt to move my hand whatsoever.
“You guys go ahead. I will find this class on my own,” I said as I glared at the dragon. They all looked at me and nodded and walked and Nyra gave me an exaggerated wink which prompted me to roll my eyes. Once we were alone in the class he moved my hand away from his mouth and said,” Why are you so defensive, my little fiery one?”
“Me? Defensive? You were going to tell before my friends and new classmates that I like when you pay me attention and then I would have to endure listening to nonsense the entire year!” I burst at him and the dragon just chuckled.
“Why does that matter to you, my little spitfire?” he asked and all of a sudden I noticed that the tattoos that he had on his face which came down from his face to his chest were all gone and the burn mark on the side on his face and neck was also gone. I didn’t notice it earlier but seemed like there was something different about him and then it suddenly clicked and the question burst forth from my mouth before I could stop.
“Are you wearing a glamour?” I asked.
He smiled a bit more and I could see that his eyes were growing a bit different in colour and his teeth were a bit sharper than normal. He waved a hand over his face and then he was back again in his normal form. I mean, the way that I had first seen him.
“You don’t need to wear glamour,” I muttered as I gazed at the swirls of his tattoo and went ahead to touch them. He did not even move as my finger traced the pattern on his skin. I knew at the back of my mind that it was dangerously intrusive and he was an apex creature and a predator but I could not stop myself at all. He was so hot to touch, almost burning and I could see that the burn mark on his body was no just on his face but his left side of the body.
“It was an idea of Marcellus. I am comfortable in my own skin and scales, my little volcano, but not everyone is opening and understanding as you. You understand me because you are meant to understand me…not everyone will be so welcoming if they think that the all powerful dragon who can read their minds, their blood and can tell their history without knowing them has been marked so horribly and hideously,” he said in a low voice and I could feel the vibrations of his voice in my heart.
There was something which I felt inside me, a pull, a tugging sensation which I had been feeling since the moment I had seen him but it was too difficult and too much had happened in the past three days for me to even think about all of this.
“Why do you call me all these strange names?” I asked in a whisper as he did not even make the attempt of touching me while I kept looking at his skin and everything. I was behaving like a curious little kitten who had begun to see but I could feel that he wished to touch me as well but he did not. His breathing was shallow and his skin was getting redder every passing second and yet he did not touch me.
“Because my darling, you are the only one who has been made for me after all these centuries,” he said as he touched my hand this time and caught hold of it in his own.
“What does that mean?” I asked softly as I looked into his eyes. There was so much swirling in those eyes of his and I could see the flecks of golden in them which meant that his fire was on the rise. And then within a moment we were both engulfed in flames.
I shrieked in shock and jumped but he caught hold of my hand a bit harder. He was trying to keep me with him as the flames roared around him and I didn’t even feel the heat of the fire.
“You are the only one who cannot be burned by my fire,” he whispered as his face was close to mine even though there was a perpetual height difference in between the both of us.
“How is that possible?” I stared at him and then looked at my hands and I could see that the fire was burning but nothing even happened.
“I asked the same question when you had woken up roaring the stasis chamber covered in hell fire,” he said with a light chuckle.
“I am a monster, am I not?” I asked as I closed my eyes and felt the soft laps of the fire all along my skin. It was strangely erotic.
“You are the farthest thing from a monster that can possibly me, my mate,” he whispered as he pulled my chin up and forced me to look at him.
Mate?
“Mate,” he confirmed.
“How?”
“I have yet to know the how for I have no idea how you came to be. But trust me, I am searching for answers for you sake. You are the most precious creation that the Masters have handcrafted for me in their leisure. You are the only one who can hear me in their minds. Until and unless they wish to let me in I can read them but they can’t hear me unlike you. And you were the one who called me from my slumber when you were attacked by those heathen wolves,” he said as I could see his ire rising.
“Is it why you were angry with Bryan? Because he is a wolf?”
He shook his head and said,” I know what persecution can do to people, especially the ones who are different from others.” The fire around us died down and I was still completely unharmed and there was s corched mark on the marble where we were standing. Zmiyrenan continued speaking,” He was of the pack that attacked you and he was the one who actually wanted to hunt you down for sport. His days are numbered already.”
That was news!
“How did you know that?” I asked him. It might be obvious to him for me I could not understand half of it without explanations.
“He is not a student of this Academy anymore, he has passed out already. He is here for vengeance for what you did to his brothers. I know because I have been tracking every single member of their pack to pay for what they did or they wished to do with you. And now they will pay.”
I smiled at his anger for my sake and said,” Thank you for the information, Zmiyrenan. I know that you wish to protect your mate but how about I get vengeance for myself?”
He cocked his head with mirth in his eyes and said,” Is that something you would like to do?”
“Of course. You don’t think I am a damsel in distress in need of saving, do you?” I queried pursing my brows and his lips came closer to mine and said,” I saw you bathed in blood and gore as you slashed men in half and I have fallen for you since that moment. I would never even think of disrespecting you by thinking you need saving…but how about we make it a trust building exercise?”
“That sounds fun,” I said as the next moment he smiled.
And his lips captured mine.