try to bolt. The call he placed to his brother was a personal one. He wanted to find out how the other two females were taking it being yanked away from the only home they knew so far of Qetera. Vulmar said that Hunter was giving him some trouble and had managed to escape once already, but Lexie, on the other hand, was taking it all in stride.
Vulmar asked about Kelly and he reluctantly informed his brother that he too was having a hard time with his mate. They talked for a few more minutes then decided to call it a night. He wished his brother well and ended the call.
He would have to figure out a better way to convince Kelly that she belonged to him now and that her life was with him. He hadn’t meant to be so demanding earlier, but his Rage was trying to surface again. Why couldn’t she just understand that he was trying to protect her?
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Parath glided through the night air as she hunted. It was the perfect night to hunt because the brightness of the moon would make a prey easier to find. It had been several days since she last fed so she would have to find something that would satisfy the knowing hunger that continued to grow. Typically, she enjoyed hunting with the other females but tonight she wanted to be alone for some reason.
It wasn’t often she went out on her own since she was a young dragon and didn’t have much experience with protecting herself. Females were considered the weaker of the dragons but held in high regard. Females were greatly protected because of their ability to produce numerous eggs at one time. For the most part, a female would mate with a dragon who hadn’t been chosen to be gifted to a Qeteran male. Only those males with the mark would receive a dragon upon their birth and would be raised right alongside the infant.
Parath felt different though. She had this desire and need to belong to a Qeteran, but she knew it wasn’t possible. The few times she had ventured out on her own, she would fly over the cities the Qeterans lived in hoping to find the one particular being that her mind could join to. It was very rare for a female dragon to connect with a Qeteran, but it was known to happen. The last known pair was over a hundred year ago.
The night sky was clear as she headed out to find her meal. She would fill her stomach first then fly over the cities before returning home. It wasn’t long before she had her mea in sight and swooped in to make the kill. The feel of the meat filling her belly rejuvenated her. She felt strong again as she stretched her still growing wings out. It wouldn’t be much longer until she was full grown and able to take a mate.
She breathed in the cool night air as she sped through the night towards the city nearest to the mountains, Ashme. Serelath lived here with his Qeteran, Kharis, whom she had seen numerous times out flying. Pings of jealousy would course through her when she would see the pair out and wished she had the weight of a Qeteran on her back.
Flying low over the city, she narrowed her vision until she could clearly see any movement on the ground. For the most part, the city was quiet as the residents of the city prepared to end their day. She happened to catch a glance of Serelath landing as his partner waited. Sadness hit her as she watched the pair dart up into the sky and disappear. Continuing on her flight, she rounded the city one last time before she would to the sea and scout out the town there.
She was traveling through the valley on her out when she felt a strange pull over come her. Her instincts took over then as she followed in the direction the pull had come from. To her surprise it led her near the big house built into the