The Selection: Bride Of The Dark Dragon

MIRA

I turn around one more time to make sure that it’s not my imagination. I am alone here. I read about it in the book with the rules for the Selection. If the person your heart desires to see doesn’t feel the same then you will get to a place of significant importance to you and spend your time there alone. And that’s what is happening to me. I gave myself to Derrien Derwood in that hut… It is an important place for me. And now it is mocking me. Silly Mira, who thought that a man like him could fall for her…

Derrien doesn’t want to see me. He doesn’t want me… He doesn’t choose me…He doesn’t love me!

I lean with my back on a nearby oak tree and gradually slide down to the ground, tears rolling down my cheeks as I give out a loud lonely sob. He doesn’t love me… No, it can’t be! It can’t!

A creaking sound makes me lift up my head. The door of the hut opens and Derrien walks out on wobbling feet, holding onto the wall of the hut. He looks so pale… As if something terrible just happened. For a minute there I don’t even understand what is going on.

And then it gets to me. He is here! And so am I!

“Ri…RIAN!” I scream for him in a broken voice and he flinches, looking up and seeing me for the first time. His lips part and I jump to my feet and run to him as fast as I can, slamming into his hard chest, still crying as I do.

“Mira!” he exhales heavily as his hands wrap around me and he squeezes me tighter than ever. Then I feel him kissing the top of my head, my hair, my face many times, noticing my tears and wiping them away with his thumbs.

“Rien!” I sob, “I thought you weren’t here!”Content is property of NôvelDrama.Org.

“I know,” he k****s my tears away, “I thought the same. I thought… I was going to die! I love you, Mira! I love you so much!”

For a second it feels like I stopped breathing. He never said anything like this to me before! He never confessed like that!

“Rien,” I smile through my tears, “I love you too! You are the only one for me!”

His lips cover mine, greedily, possessively, making me forget how to breathe again. I look up into his face and see flames, his dark magic is ready to burst out any moment.

“Mira, I can’t hold back anymore,” he g****s into my neck.

“Then don’t!” I reply and wrap my hands around his neck, as he lifts me into his hands and steps inside the hut. But what I see next I do not expect. We are definitely not inside that little mountain house built by a hunter anymore. If anything, the room he brought me to looks like it is inside of a castle. And I think I’ve been here before… A fireplace, a dark sofa… A desk near the window… A door to a bedroom… One of our dreams, we’ve already been here.

“Where are we?” I ask Derrien as he carefully places me on the bed.

“My chambers in my castle,” he smiles at me, “I think I know what happened now. We wanted to see each other, but we had different significant places. You had the hut in mind for obvious reasons. And I was thinking of these rooms. Because… Because, Mira, this is where I want to bring you as my wife.”

I gasp and he lowers himself to k**s me, not letting me to say a word.

“Don’t answer now,” he mumbles, leaving wet trails of k****s on my neck.

“Answer what?” I whisper, pulling his coat off his shoulders, “You didn’t ask me anything…”

“I’ll ask you right after I take you out from the Selection”, he says, taking away a lock of hair off my face.

“You will?” I almost sit up, but he holds me in place.

“Yes, Mira,” he lowers so that his lips are almost touching mine, “For you the Selection is over. You’ve been selected. Congratulations.”

“But you are not a part of…”

“I already am”, he chuckles, “Emperor allowed me to join officially, over a week ago.”

“A week?” I am lost for words.

“Right before you put on Dargen’s ring,” he raises his brow, “By the way…”

He takes my hand and removes the ring, throwing it to a nearby fireplace. And when I look at him questioningly, he smirks, “You are not going to need it anymore!”

“If you say so,” I smile and he slams his lips into mine. I feel his fingers unbuttoning my dress at the back and notice how tiny magical butterflies fly away from it. “Derrien, but if you’ve been a part of the Selection since then… then why did you not tell me or…”

“I wanted to, but you’ve been so angry with me. And then you put on that damn ring and I decided that I need to know for sure that this is what you want. I needed to see that you can truly love me.”

“And if we didn’t see each other here? What would you do?” I ask, a bit afraid to hear the answer.

“I don’t know,” he says truthfully, “Probably still take you as mine. Dragons are very possessive creatures. But it wouldn’t be the same for me, you know? Somewhere deep inside me, I need to know that you want me as much as I want you. I need your love. My dragon needs it too.”

“You speak of him as if you are two different persons…”

“We are. And at the same time, we are one. He doesn’t speak much and I don’t know much about dragons. My father left before I was born and I am the only dragon I know. There was no one to teach me what to do and how to control him. I had to learn blindly…”

I brush my palm over his cheek gently, feeling prickles of his light stubble, “Considering how hard it must have been, you’ve done well.”

“Mira!” he whispers and we connect in the most passionate and frantic k**s…