King Beast - Vicious Flames

Chapter 35

ODETTE POV

I never really fantasized about my wedding day.

There just wasn't time for that kind of daydreaming back in the village. Days were too many, stretching on and on with chores, and nights were mere blinks of rest.

Who had the luxury of studying, did it in their spare time, at home.

There were no schools, and potential teachers had no time to teach. It was all hands-on learning.

I didn't think I know many things in general, and I shouldn't excuse my meagre age or the limited possibilities in my village, but in a way, I did.

The little I knew included the fact that a wedding is supposed to be a happy occasion with all that mushy stuff, right? Or at least a consensual agreement among the parties.

Surely it didn't include a forever grumpy sister with a missing arm, a bloody dragon mate that couldn't muster up a decent proposal, and giant beasts lurking overhead and around us.

And if that wasn't crazy enough, we had humans on the menu.

Oh, and the exchange of vows while fucking mid-air with dragons breathing fire all over us?

Talk about a wedding day you'll never forget!

The moon decided to show up on the night of my wedding – the only guest that I actually welcomed.

With a wry grin, I stopped for a second to admire her. My hand rose, fingers stretching toward her ethereal glow, as if I could pluck her from the sky like a ripe fruit. My eyes narrowed, tongue out, and I fitted her shape in my fingers. Then I squeezed.

Wouldn't that be funny? Probably not, but the thought made me chuckle.

I was getting crazy – weren't all the married women?!

I scoffed and kicked a broken piece of what looked like a statue, half-tempted to pick it up and hurt my face with it.

A fine way to hurt that ass of a mate.

But I wasn't that desperate or that vengeful...yet.

I wondered when I would snap. All I knew was that it wasn't going to be long before I did.

A cloud drifted over the moon, briefly shrouding this already dark place. The soft rustle of leaves echoed in the cruel air, and the distant hooting of an owl reminded me that there was life outside this damn place.

What other degenerate traditions would I need to accept?

That dear mate had the audacity to accuse me of being judgmental.

Me? Judgmental? Oh, the irony of a dragon lecturing me on morality while presiding over a feast of humans!

Another cloud switched off the lunar light. This time a pitch-black darkness lingered.

"Great,"

I sighed, missing dad and my brother Derek, wishing, once again, to be back home. That wish that was as constant as breathing for me.

Who was I kidding? I had no idea where my village was and how many days of travel.

Maybe I should go back inside the castle and back to my room....

And sulk...

I gasped, my heart racing, as I glanced over my shoulder, staggering away in shock and fear.

Several small greenish spheres dotted the darkness between me and the castle,

Between me and the castle, tiny greenish orbs dotted the darkness, like glow-in-the-dark marbles scattered by some mischievous cosmic kid.