A Pet for the Dragons

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"Then what are you going to do with me?" Arika asked. Her eyes were wide and filled with shock and terror as she stared at me.

What would I do to her? She should've asked what I wouldn't do to her because there were many things I wanted to do to her. She couldn't even begin to imagine all of it.

"That depends on many things, but first, let's complete the unfinished business," I declared and saw her swallow under the collar. I'd custom-made that for her and was satisfied with how snugly it fit around her neck. It'd remind her of who she was, what she'd done to us and what position she held in our lives.

She'd gradually learn all of this, but first, I needed to take care of more pressing matters at hand—the reason why all of this began in the first place.

"Where are the computers, Arika?" I asked. Her already wide eyes widened even more. I saw a plethora of emotions flicker through her face. It was as if she was remembering something that wasn't pleasant to remember. I could guess what that meant.

"You don't have the computers," I answered for her, and she sucked in a breath. "Another lie," I grifted my teeth. I had grand plans about what I would do once I got the computers, but the look on her face dampened my plans.

"No, wait! I can explain—"

"Do you have the computer or not?" I demanded. "I don't want to hear more of your lies." I hissed at her, and for a split second, a look of determination crossed her face, but it vanished quickly.

"I had the computers," she spoke.

"That doesn't matter," I hissed. "You promised us the computers in exchange for Drakkon gold. But now you don't have the computers. I'm inclined to believe you never had them. Or else you'd have completed the deal already," I said, her nostrils flared as if mad at me.

Even after getting caught and with that collar on, she still seemed to have the fire in her that stirred my dragon each time. I clenched my jaw. I was a fire-breathing dragon. I'd have a lot of fun playing with her fire now that she would be here forever.

"I had the computers," Arika began, even after all this. "I had the computers that day we were supposed to meet, but things took a wrong turn, and my sister blew up everything at the port. Then I woke up here and forgot almost everything for a while," Arika hissed and suddenly everything made sense. I exchanged a look with Zorge.

I didn't want to believe Arika's story because she might as well be lying. She lied to get her way with us already, but I'd been to the port and witnessed the destruction there. Maybe part of her story was true—at least the part about things blowing up—but how and why that happened still needed to be left to one's judgment.

"Why did your sister do such a thing?" Zorge asked, crossing his arms on his chest and giving Arika a stern look. Ivret was still standing behind us, watching. He hadn't said a word yet, and I could understand why.

"That's a long story. All you need to know is that we aren't on good terms," Arika shrugged.

"What was in those computers?" I asked. I'd been wondering this ever since. "I want the truth," I warned Arika before she opened her mouth. She shifted uncomfortably again, fiddling with the collar around her neck. She'd never be able to take that off. Ever.

The collar was a marking, and she'd soon learn what it meant. I was looking forward to her finding out. I'd been imagining it all this time while hunting for her. Now that the hunt was over, I was ravenous about my prize, but I reminded myself to be patient.

I needed to set things straight before delving further into it.

"I... I don't know," Arika answered reluctantly. Zorge sucked in a breath, and I narrowed my eyes at her. I didn't trust her. I exchanged a look with Zorge. He'd told me he couldn't read Arika's emotions for whatever reason, but he could still guess by her physical cues. This time, she seemed to be telling the truth, but this worsened the case.

"How didn't you know what was in the computers?" Zorge asked.

"Because they weren't mine. I stole them from my sister. She's a hacker, and she keeps tabs on people in the South," Arika said. "Though I was sure she had something in there about one of the Alphas on the northern cost building a naval fleet to cross the sea,"

I clenched my jaw. That was very specific information, and even though I wasn't aware of most of the tribes and communities that lived in the South, I was aware of Southern tribes and the communities that lived on the coast.

According to her information, I could guess who it could be.

A certain Alpha of the Snow Court. He was also known as the Mad Alpha. I could wonder why he was called that if Arika's claim about him was true.

"Regardless of everything, you've failed to deliver the computers," I told her and saw uncertainty flash in her eyes. She swallowed hard, her eyes darting between us, searching for escape, but there would be none anymore.

"I had the computers," She said again.

"And you lost them for whatever reason. You've failed at fulfilling your end of the deal. I hope you know what that means," I stated darkly, and her eyes widened even more. Blood drained off of her face. "And on top of that, you played us all," I gritted. To say that I was angry at her for tarnishing my image would be an understatement.

I was furious at her... so furious that I could've burnt her alive, but my dragon wouldn't allow that because of the strange obsession he seemed to have with her... and to some extent, I shared that as well. This enraged me even more.

My cock would harden whenever I remembered the way she had kissed me and my ugly scar. I couldn't stop thinking about it... especially the night I spent between her legs, drinking her nectar.

After she had wrongfully accused me and made me go away, I'd mourned because I had thought I wouldn't get to experience that again. But now, the table had turned since the truth was out.

She owed us.

She owed me.

The thought made my dragon stir, making him grow impatient for her.

"I did what was necessary," Arika said. Her voice was a whisper, but there was conviction in it. I couldn't wait to break that. I needed something to put on the wound she'd given me.

"Why didn't you tell us the truth?" Zorge demanded.

"Would you let me go if I'd told you the truth?" Arika asked.

"No," We answered.

"Exactly," She hissed.

"And you think that's because of the computers?" Zorge asked, making her puzzled. Her eyes flickered away from us briefly as she stared at Ivret. I saw something similar to guilt and longing flicker in her eyes before she looked back at me.

"It doesn't matter anymore," I said. "You have failed to deliver the computers and deceived us."

"Just tell me what you want from me now," Arika gritted, glaring at me. My hands were aching to touch her and show what I wanted from her...what I wanted to do to her and what I could do.

"You'd be punished for breaking the Golden treaty and violating various dragon laws," I told her, and eyes widened in terror at my words.

"W-what's the punishment going to be? Are you guys going to lock me up?" she asked.

"You must pay for the failed deal first. That's the most important," I began.

"I can give you my ship—"

"We know what we want," I growled, and her hand went straight to her collar as the realization sank in.

"You're our pet now,"

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