The Tripartite Mate Bond Chapter 103: CHAPTER HUNDRED AND THREE

As I opened my eyes, I immediately began to feel nauseous.

I felt faint and lightheaded and it took me a second too long to realize why.

I was in the air. Flying.

I went into full panic mode, the clutch of a dragon that grabbed me hurting more than my flesh.

“Please let me go, I beg of you,” I begged and my voice was the weakest it has ever been and the words got lost in the harsh wind. For some reason, I wasn't feeling the wind too strongly but it didn't stop the tears from flowing.

I was tired of being kidnapped and attacked by people who didn't even know me. If these were as a direct consequence of my actions, I might find it bearable but I was constantly being used as a punishment to others. The first time had been my fault only because I trusted an old acquaintance and thought she'd be my first real friend but Cora, who was my mate's sister, turned out to be that person because Juno used me to carry out her revenge for her sister.

It was my first heartbreak.

Now, Flynn who had rescued me from being killed by the kidnappers working with Juno was the one responsible for this. I wonder what would have happened if I'd eaten the food Miranda brought.

Here I was thinking I'd be betrayed by Tacha but it turned out the girl simply didn't know how to hide her true feelings.

Unlike Miranda.

I wonder what their issue was with me. The blood poachers were killed except the one I nearly burnt to death.

A terrifying thought crossed my mind; what if there was a bounty on my head? I'd probably pissed off a few powerful people and my parents didn't even care about me. The pathways to getting kidnapped were always open where I was concerned and it hurt me so much.

Whatever they'd given me had sniffed out my powers but even if they didn't, I was in the sky. What could I do? I barely knew how to ride a dragon; the one thing Ravena couldn't teach me.

I hope she's okay and she is not a part of this whole thing.

Somehow, I wished I had a different life. One where I wasn't a tool used by everyone who came across me for one reason or the other.

My mind was already gone far and the tears were spilling free before a comforting voice spoke to me.

“Aurora, calm down! It's Tharros. He insisted on carrying you instead of me. He's being all macho and stuff so I let him,” Lyra said and I took in deep gulps of air to calm down my nerves.

I shouldn't have.

“Oh,” I moaned in agony and I retched, my head swimming. I couldn't even see beyond the clouds that hovered beneath us

“Please don't throw up, we're trying to avoid detection,” she said in a calming tone as I noticed her flying a little bit away from us.

Her request was difficult to abide by even though I understood it but I tried my best and practiced taking in measured breaths. It was terrifying being so high up and having no control over my movements.

“What really happened over there?” I asked Lyra as we flew, my body emitting more heat than usual to keep up with the temperature up here. Maybe hearing how all of these happened would help me control my nausea.

“There's some sort of revolt against the King and Queen. You were supposed to come back to us with solutions. There's so many murals with a painting of you flying on my back, victory in the air but instead, I held you in my clutches, half dead,” she explained.

“It's so unfair that they expect so much of someone they don't even know. They left me to such a horrible life and yet expect me to save them from having a monotonous life. Who saved me when my foster father beat me with barbed wire because he knew I'd heal faster than normal and no one would notice?” I snapped, getting angry at the audacity of these people.

“Tharros says he hasn't found his rider yet but he'd hate to discover whoever they are is like the rest of the inhabitants of Arkonos. The control they have over their dragons is unnatural. I had to kill Morgan and she's been my friend for years because her rider gave the command. It's distasteful,”

“I would never do that to you. I hope Ravena and Tacha are fine,” I mused, missing them already.

“They're quelling the revolt, hopefully they succeed. We're obviously not ready to get back into the human world,” she said to me.

I hoped they were safe as wars like this always had a strange way of taking lives of people who were strong. I nearly died the last time.

“I wonder what they intended to do with me after kidnapping me,”

“The people who are behind this are not completely known. The front is Flynn and a couple other guards as you know but I fear there's more who won't reveal their face. From the answers I got, they want to force the hand of the king into opening the veil that covered us and unleashing us into the rest of the world,”

“Hopefully now that I'm out of the picture, the revolt would be quelled. I have no idea why Flynn hates me,”

“Hate? No he doesn't. He's just loyal to the wrong person and that puts him in a state of confusion,”

“And this person wants me dead?” I asked, alarmed

“No, not dead. They want to make a puppet out of you under the guise of a savior. They counted on you wanting to save them. That's why they've only been showing you the parts of the kingdom that were poor and small,”

I had no loyalty to any of them except Ravena and Tacha. This last week turned out to be a learning curve for me and I learnt so much about the dragon kin.

They had no right to be angry at other supernaturals for not wanting to exist in the same world as them. Although complete annihilation was not the best option, dragons were used as a fear tactic instead of a symbol of protection. The dragon kin and their royals ruled the other species with an iron fist, sending so many into their early graves and enslaving thousands of others.

The hostility that necessitated the council to call for Kane made sense to me after finding out how they were forced to live

Dragons were prideful, gold obsessive creatures and their human counterparts were no different. Only, as dragons were graceful and just, the humans were greedy and power hungry.

Their quest for revenge was unnecessary and if they expected me to help them create the same atmosphere I had met between DarkMoon and NightShade Packs, they were mistaken.

“I hope they realize I'm alive and breathing, not an instrument they can use for their selfish gains. I understand dragons find it difficult to manage anything but that doesn't shouldn't coincide with hurting people,”

“It doesn't, my dear. It's the human parts of us that puts us all in situations like this. I wish I could command you to sleep, you look faint,” she said with concern.

“You can't?”

“No, it's the other way around,” she replied sadly.

I sighed and resumed taking measured breaths as we traveled. Hopefully, we'll get back soon, I can't wait to see my mates again as well as my pack.

I wonder what they've been up to in my absence, probably going crazy with worrying.

I closed my eyes again, blocking out the terrifying view of possible death that swallowed my vision.

Obviously, I couldn't sleep in the sky so the horrible experience went on for nearly half the day and we eventually got into the territory I'd once called home.

As we descended from the covers the sky provided and went closer to the pack, I had to open my eyes.

I'd never really taken a tour outside the pack, only going to and from NightShade to DarkMoon but I noticed an awful lot of destruction across the nearby territories. It seemed like only our pack survived a fire outbreak in the entire region.

“Scarlett informed me that your mate's have been going to help save a lot of packs from the strange attacks,” Lyra told me as we began making a descent down the amphitheater they usually stayed in.

I could hear Lyra give Tharros direction on where to drop me with minimal damage and I could hear the excitement of the pack as they saw us coming.

But the news of my mate's putting themselves in danger while I was playing house in Arkonos made my stomach feel worse than it previously did

The moment we touched down, Tharros gently let me down and went to fuss over Lyra who was trying to give him a little attitude but I could see how much she liked it.

I heard Scarlett’s snarls as she detected a foreign presence in the amphitheater.

She came out and I noticed how much older she looked. I guess she has been hunting on her own and growing too.

I learnt in the books I read that they remain babies for like sixteen years then between eighteen and twenty, they grow rapidly.

I probably didn't notice that of Lyra because I saw her everyday for my riding lessons but Scarlett was obviously bigger.

“Calm down, Scar. He's a friend,” Lyra said to her but I was busy puking my guts out.

The moment I smelt that scent that always made my world more colorful, I smiled.

My mates were here.