Dragon's Wolf

Hotels and Hatchlings

Aeriella's POV

I took my time in the shower processing everything that went down today. I gained custody of the child like I'd expected, unexpectedly met my werewolf mate who by the way is the sexiest thing alive after myself, he refuses to leave his pack despite the fact that his brother's the alpha, and now I'm in a hotel room with him and Rachel.

I turned the water off and towel-ed off with an amused smirk. You know all those mushy supernatural love stories that my sister is so fond of? Well I'd noticed that it's always the Alpha male or some other male authority figure with some weak little tiny thing. I laugh because in a sense our mating is the reverse of that. I'm by no means short, petite, and weak. I am the Chief of the most feared dragon Tribe, which I guess would fit the authority role except I'm female. Lastly I'm not going to back down from a challenge.

Now onto my mate. He's a werewolf, but not an alpha or omega or beta -better to be a hunter like he is in my opinion, it'll give him more respect in the Tribe. He's not rich, I don't give a shit about wealth anyway -I eat deer, elk, and seal meat that I hunted most of the time anyway-. Lastly he's strong for a werewolf. How to do I know? Well he managed to restrain Rachel during a temper tantrum earlier and hatchlings squirm, struggle, scream, and thrust with all of their natural born fiery strength even though they don't shift till thirteen or breathe fire till about sixteen.

All in all we're a pretty epic couple. Now the question is: do I mark him immediately or wait and let him mark me once we reach the Tribe?

I sigh and step out in my pajamas before padding softly over to the sleeping male that is mine. Just for giggles I lean over him on my knees with my hands placed on either side of his head and allow a wet strand of my hair to slap his face. He jumped awake at first but when his eyes focused on me he seemed to relax and lay back down, "Morning beautiful."

I smirked trying to ignore the butterflies in my stomach, "I'm beautiful but it's not morning yet, just thought I'd tell you the shower's ope-"

Aaron's POV

I had drifted off while listening to her and when she woke me up it was the best feeling in the world. When she was talking I kept focusing on her lips and finally just to find out how she tasted I had to kiss her.

I think I cut her off in midword because her mouth was still shaped in some word for a moment before I got her to kiss back. I had to laugh inwardly because her kissing was a bit sloppy as if it were her first and she was going on instinct. I ran my tongue over her lips to see if she knew what to do. Surprisingly she didn't but she did however do the same to me.

Just to mess with her I opened my mouth wider and let her explore. She seemed confused till I gave her a demonstration. Once she pulled away I gave a mock whimper despite the fact that we're both panting. My little mate, I get to call her little because I'm bigger than her, looked flushed and dreamy. I patted the spot next to me and she laid down. I pulled her close so her back was to my chest and my arms around her, "Let's get to know each other." She began to move away and I rolled my eyes, "Not that way, at least not unless you want to," I love teasing her, "I meant like talking."

She nodded, "How old are you? I'm twenty-two."

I grinned, "Twenty-three. When's your birthday?"

"December thirteenth, you?"

"September fifth. What's your favorite color? Mine's blue, but not just any blue, it's icy blue."

She sighed and turned to face me, "How is this of any importance?"

I grinned, "I want to know everything about you. For instance if I wanted to get you flowers I'd need to know if you prefer roses over daisies and what color."