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I was going to be turning fifteen in a few weeks which meant I was gaining my magic three years before my peers.
I was glad to be an Heir to the Celestial Council. As the eldest son of one of the four ruling families, I was afforded certain privileges that the rest of the Fae could only dream of and this was one of them.
By the time we attended we would be so far into our magical education that we were certain to be able to claim our positions at the top of the social order. As was only right for the sons of the four most powerful families in the kingdom.
No doubt some of the other students would see this advantage as unfair, but in all honesty I couldn’t care less what they’d think.
my eleventh birthday, my friend Seth had gotten a little too exuberant while dancing and had managed to knock my entire birthday cake to the ground. My anger and disappointment had been punctuated by me turning into a thirteen foot golden Dragon right in the middle of my parent’s banquet hall.
I destroyed the furniture and set the curtains alight, one image always stood out to me from that day.
but I knew his temper lay coiled within me.
Acrux family would arrive by stardust just to prove a point. It didn’t matter that the stuff cost a fortune or that the journey would take little more than half an hour by car. The point was that we could afford it and to remind the other families that without Dragon Fire there would be no stardust for anyone to use regardless of cost.
hanging around his chin as he grew it out. He’d lost a bet to Caleb a few months ago and had agreed not to cut it for a year.
his family bloodline was almost as pure as mine, it was fairly certain his fangs would emerge alongside his magic.
He’d made his feelings clear on feeding the parasitic Orders more than once: he believed that allowing a Siren or Vampire to feed on my magic would make me look weak.
her eyes roaming over us hungrily as we moved to form a circle around her.
Seth made a show of pretending to be afraid of getting bitten and I couldn’t help but laugh.
My family didn’t do affection. Overtly or privately. We were strong, solid, immovable. A Dragon had no need of others. We could look after ourselves.
I gave Seth’s mother a polite smile as I turned away and pretended not to notice the pity in her eyes.
eating him
dismissively, puffing out my chest with a grin. “Who do you think you're talking to, Lance? I’m a goddamn Dragon. I can follow her way up in the sky and there’s thick cloud cover tonight so she won’t have a hope in hell of spotting me. She won’t be casting detection spells a hundred feet up.”
