The Way It Has to Be (Book 2)

Chapter 7

Drago sighs deeply, running a hand down his face, as he listens to the waves beat against his ship. His narrowed, stressed eyes roam this work.

After last year, it took him quite a while to recruit new members and convince his workers to stay.

He has accomplished quite a bit. He now has double the workers he had before, started a new dragon army and his ship is twice as big as before. The only thing he is missing is an alpha dragon.

He has been searching for a new alpha since his Bewilderbeast left him. The poor dragon ran the second Drago landed on shore. He was stranded on an unknown island for months. So, far his workers have found no potential alphas.

"This Alpha Search needs to come to a halt, and soon. This is delaying us," Drago mumbles to himself. He promised his son, Draco, Sapphire's father, that he would avenge him after the Dragon Master killed him. Building a better, bigger, dragon army was going to accomplish just that.

But, first he needs an Alpha.

Drago leaves the top deck and heads to his office quarters, shutting the door firmly behind him. He lounges in his seat, closing his eyes, trying to relax. So much work, so much stress.

A knock on his door sounds, causing him to groan in protest. "Come in," he says in a gruff tone.

The door opens, the person steps inside, shutting the door behind him. He saunters to Drago's desk, standing in front of him. "Sir," he salutes.

"Blade," Drago salutes back. "I hope there is good news?"

Blade's face remains neutral as he tells Drago of the news. "No new sightings of a potential alpha. The Wanderers are searching as far and hard as they can, but have come up with nothing."

Drago releases a frustrated sigh. "This delay is setting us back too far. Shadow Dragon's plans are already in motion and we still haven't found a thing."

"What do you suggest we do? Sir?" Blade asks with open curiosity.

Drago stands from his seat, leaning his large, meaty hands on his desk. "Have Moses send a letter to Shadow Dragon. She knows about dragons more than I. She will find us the best. I know it."

Blade salutes, preparing to leave Drago's quarters.

"Blade?"

"Sir?"

"Does Berk have enemies?"

"I believe so."

"Your father? Is he an enemy of Berk?"

"He is."

"Good. Tell Rex to change course."

"To where, may I ask?"

"Outcast Island. It's time we pay Alvin the Treacherous a visit."

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Darkmoon sits in a corner, watching Sapphire. Her rider seems to be puzzling over something.

"Hey girl," Sapphire sighs, when Darkmoon moves next her.

The hybrid dragon cocks her head to one side.

"I'm fine," Sapphire reassures.

Darkmoon grunts in disagreement. She growls at Sapphire, narrowing her eyes.

"Hey! Don't give that look! I said I'm fine!" Sapphire backfires.

"Grrr."

Sapphire huffs, giving in. "Okay, so I'm not fine. I-I think I'm having second thoughts about this whole revenge thing." Darkmoon purrs, laying her head down on Sapphire's lap. "I don't mean to bring you in all of this mess. I made you turn against your friends and Cloudjumper. I'm sorry. If you want, you can go."