Dragon 7 Chapter 15 (Patreon)

“Poly is not going to let you go anywhere without a team on you. You should know better.” Larisa buckled into the back of the car before helping Regina with her buckle.

“I’m going to the stadium, and I’m going to be with Kelly’s pack. That’s about the safest place I could be.” I argued as I looked over my shoulder and pulled the car out of the parking spot in Morgana’s garage.

“Great.” Larisa said. “The wolves are fun. Besides, you aren’t complaining about your pink haired nymph tagging along everywhere.” Pixie sat in the passenger seat.

“Maybe sometime I want to bring a car smaller than seating for four.” My eyes drifted past a few of the sports cars that really only had two functional seats. Morgana and I used to take those out all the time.

“I really think you should just start using Jadelyn’s limos.” Larisa replied.

“Wait, I thought they were Scarlett’s limos? Jadelyn has to ask her every time she wants to use them.” Regina turned to the smaller dragon.

Larisa laughed, patting Regina’s thigh while shaking her head. “That’s because Scarlett is a much better guard than we are, and she has a much more obedient person to guard.” I met her eyes in the rearview mirror, and we all knew what she meant.

She gave me a wry smile.

“I will take notes.” Regina nodded seriously. “Jadelyn gave us a phone number to call too, if you get into any trouble.”

I grumbled as I pulled out of the garage. “A lawyer, no doubt. That’s fine. But Norton and the others are likely operating outside the law now.”

Regina’s hand shifted into a wicked red dragon claw. “Even better! Then we will operate outside the law too.”

“Put that away.” Larisa smacked Regina’s hand. “It’s broad daylight. We are going to be more subtle than that. Put Norton’s head through a wall or a table if he comes for our king.” She held back from laughing at her own joke.

“That didn’t work so well last time.” I muttered from up front, looking at the two of them in the mirror as I started heading down the street to the football field.

“My King, can you not open a portal now?” Pixie asked.

“Portal?” Larisa asked.

“I was tinkering with fae magic this afternoon.” I replied. “Unknown if I can make a portal outside the manor.” Lifting one hand off the steering wheel, I tried to form a pen. It sort of formed before becoming a pile of sand.

Larisa clapped. “Yay, sand. Just what I’ve always wanted.” Her voice was dripping with sarcasm.

“Maybe when I’m not driving, I’ll try and focus harder. Let’s just say that while in the manor, I’m doing okay at fae magic.” I grinned at the future possibilities. “Speaking of, Pixie, what kind of magic does Nyske have if not fae magic?”

Pixie frowned. “When she makes things, it is very much like a glamor, but it’s real, not temporary. Which is… very strange.”

“That sounds very powerful too.” I pointed out.

“Sort of.” Pixie waffled her head. “I felt that making her clothes was a strain. So her ability is somewhat limited.”

Larisa was leaning forward. “A full set of clothes? That’s not a small amount of material she produced from magic. Something like that could make enchanting items at a terrifying pace. Imagine just imprinting a complete magical circle on even something like cloth, then using the magic circle to do any big magic.”

I was reminded at that moment that Larisa was older than she looked. She was one of the smallest among the dragons with me, and she often wore flowing summer dresses over her petite frame. I’d also noticed her white hair was growing longer; I wondered if my mates had influenced her.

“That would be a very interesting use.” Pixie agreed. “But I am not sure where she got her magic from.”

“I’ll just have to let her continue to assist me. When she’s ready, I’m sure she’ll tell me.” I sighed. Nyske was a little bit of a mystery.

“She’s pretty powerful, if she’s the nymph I’ve seen. The one with dark hair, that changes colors in the light?” Regina asked.

“That’s the one.” Pixie agreed.

Regina nodded to herself. “She’s strong. I felt her magic. It reminds me of some of the older dragons back home.”

I looked in the mirror to check that she was being serious. She was, and that was sort of terrifying.

“Maybe she just wants to have your kids, my king.” Larisa suggested.

“Could be.” Pixie agreed. “She really seemed interested in him though, like she knew him already.” The nymphs were surprisingly adept at reading people, so I took her comment to heart. What it meant, I had no idea.

I pulled up into the football stadium parking lot. “Either way, we’ll have to wait for more information, it sounds like. But we’ll have to play guess what’s up with Nyske later. It’s time to spend time with the pack.”

Even as I got out of the car, a tall red headed wolf came bounding out of the stadium. “Hello!” Taylor waved excitedly. “Anything I can do for you Alpha-alpha?”

“I came to check on you, Kelly, and the pack.” I smiled at Kelly’s head bitch, Taylor. Kelly led the pack, but there was always a girl keeping the bitches in line. She was largely Kelly’s second.

“Aww.” Taylor bounded over with the pep and spring in her steps of a cheerleader before she hooked one of my arms and leaned on my side. “You came to check on me. That’s sweet. I’m glad you remembered that raincheck for my date.”

Suppressing a frown, I tried to remember when I agreed to a raincheck, and I couldn’t place it.

“Oh no. I keep track of all of his appointments. It’s somewhere in the list.” Pixie promised Taylor smoothly.

“Pixie, you are the best.” Taylor grinned.

It didn’t escape my notice that Taylor had been waiting for me. “How’d you know I was coming?”

“Kelly touches her mark a lot when you are close. Or maybe when you are thinking about her? Not quite sure, and I don’t think she’s aware of it. But she was touching it a lot so I came to see if it was true.” Taylor looked up at me and grinned. “Gosh, I love how tall you are. Not a lot of guys are taller than me.”

I didn’t reply, and she didn’t seem to care as she continued. “Come on. Let me bring you to Kelly. She’s all wrapped up in the summer training. She’s the best alpha. Even when you hear the stories of the good ones, she makes them seem lame. But it probably has to do with how happy all the betas are. This pack operates just so much better than the others.” Taylor was talking a mile a minute and wouldn’t stop grinning at me.

“Are any of the betas still causing trouble over the fertility potion?” I asked.

She shook her head hard enough that I had to hold onto her tighter, worried she would get dizzy and fall over as we walked.

“Nope. They still try to steal it for parties, but Kelly goes along with it, letting them have their fun from time to time. Some of the bigger betas make sure that people aren’t wasting it or doing too much. So, they get their rambunctious games, the potion stock stays healthy, and everyone gets what they want.”

We walked through the player level of the stadium and out onto the field.

As soon as we were on the grass, Taylor let out a howl that made my ears ring.

The cheerleaders on the bleacher whipped in my direction and howled back before they started shouting ‘alpha-alpha’.

And either their yells or Taylor’s howl fully disturbed practice and the players, who quickly joined in the chant.

Kelly turned with a barely concealed smile, her hands on her hips as she cocked them and glared at me accusingly.

“Hello, my mate.” I waved at her with my free arm.

She glared at her pack before rolling her eyes and letting herself smile for real. She took a few bounding steps before she jumped.

Taylor separated from me, and I used both hands to catch Kelly. Her legs wrapped around my waist as she kissed me passionately.

“You should warn me before you come.” Kelly glanced at Taylor with a question in her eyes.

“She says you have a tell for when I’m getting close.” I explained without giving away her clues.

Kelly frowned a little but shrugged and just kissed me again amid her cheerleaders’ shouts.

“Okay.” I grabbed her hips and lifted her up for one more kiss before putting her down. “I want to be here, be a part of your life. So, how goes practice?”

Kelly spun on the players. “If you all keep gawking I’m going to make you run laps until you are too tired to gawk. Coach, you got this?” She was speaking to an older, male wolf.

I could tell with a glance he was an Omega without a pack, but he had a strong stance that said working with the younger pack was giving him some of that comfort werewolves got from being in a pack.

A lot of the omegas were down right depressed.

“He’s from my father’s pack. Was a star player in his prime, and he worked as a coach before the lack of aging showed and he had to fake his death.” Kelly explained as she dragged me and my followers over to the bleachers.

“Alpha-alpha. Alpha.” A blonde I recognized laid out a blanket in the center of the bleachers, giving us a prime spot.

“Thanks Tiff.” I replied.

She bowed low and hurried back, but I didn’t miss the swell of her stomach.

“She used to be your number two.” I commented, but I left the statement hanging for Kelly to explain.

“She lost my trust, but I didn’t kick her out of the pack. I’m not that vindictive. Besides, her position is a good reminder to everyone.” Kelly shrugged.

“Bottom of the pack.” Taylor added, seeming a little chipper about that fact. “Though now that she’s pregnant, I think we should ease up on her a little. She’ll need support with her little one.”

Kelly just grunted, remaining the firm alpha, but I saw Taylor take it as a yes. It was fun to see Kelly in her full alpha glory.

“Alpha-alpha, do you want a back rub?” One of the bitches slid in behind me and started rubbing my shoulders.

“Oh yes, if you lay down, we’ll massage every inch of you. We give really good massages for athletes.” Another of the ladies crowded the first.

I looked at Kelly and she shrugged. “They do give great massages. I could use one too. Though, I’m shocked you all didn’t offer your alpha one first.”

They all gave her chagrined smiles, and then focused on me again. “The alpha-alpha is here so rarely, we just want to do our best to make sure the alpha-alpha wants to come back to visit our alpha often.”

Kelly rolled her eyes, suppressing a smile under a grunt as she laid down on the bleacher, motioning for me to do the same. We faced each other as the pregnant wolves surrounded us and went to work.

I had five or six sets of hands starting to work me over.

“Oh. This is nice.” I had to admit, they were actually decently skilled at giving a massage.

“See, Alpha.” Taylor sat to the side teasing Kelly. “Alpha-alpha just wants to relax.”

“So, you came out here for a massage?” Kelly teased.

“Maybe I will in the future. But I just came to say ‘hi’ and spend some time with my favorite werewolf.” I propped my head up to look at Kelly, and she did the same. Our faces were only a few inches apart.

She let out a content grumble. “I love you too, my mate.” Kelly seemed content being worked on by the ladies.

Another pair of wolves came over with water in sports bottles with straws. “Water is important with massages.”

We both drank some before another wolf took them and put them to the side.

“Also, Norton is on the loose. Rupert put some pressure on him through a senator, and as a result, he’s cut off communication with the FBI. No one knows where he is.” I told Kelly.

Kelly sighed. “Of course the Scalewrights would do something like that. A man like Norton wasn’t just doing his job though; he had a fucking mission.” She let out a groan as a wolf found a knot in her back and really went to town on it.

The wolves massaging me were doing a great job, but one of them was focusing too much on my ass.

“Are you worried about me up here?” She asked.

“Maybe a little. His history is going after vampires and wolves. They seem to have a small sample set for paranormal, calling us all ‘fangers’. He doesn’t seem to know anything else exists.” I replied.

“Fangers?” One girl massaging Kelly looked up. “Sorry, I didn’t mean to eavesdrop, but Ken mentioned that some dude called him that yesterday. We both thought it was weird.”

“Was he in a suit?” I asked.

She shrugged and nodded at one of the other bitches.

The other one was pregnant, but she bounded off the bleachers with an agility that most women probably couldn’t have mimicked, even if they weren’t pregnant.

She ran over to the field, I assumed to grab Ken.

“Thanks for coming out to check on us though.” Kelly glanced over at me. “I probably do need to work with you to get more semen for Hestia.” She wiggled her eyebrows.

“Weren’t you being a greedy little wolf just the other day?” I teased her.

She rolled her eyes. “I was trying to use that seed for something else.”

“She wants your baby.” Taylor replied, as if we didn’t all already know what she meant.

“Alpha-alpha and Alpha’s baby will be so cute!” One bitch massaging me squealed, and the rest of them let out adorable little cooing noises. Apparently, baby fever was infectious among the pack.

Kelly pointed at her pack. “I’m surrounded by this all day. They are all pregnant and hopped up on their hormones. I want to be pregnant with them.”

There was an excited squeal from some of the wolves of her pack at the idea.

“I heard you and Morgana were taking tests?” I asked.

She shrugged. “Those tests were a little early. We were both too excited.”

I raised a brow. “You mean, you could still be…”

“I haven’t had my period yet.” She confirmed. “But wolves can be a little irregular, so it’s hard to know.” She bit her lip, and I could tell she was anxious.

“Lots of sex is the best solution.” Taylor chuckled. “Maybe you should take a couple for yourself before you get us more for potion making.” The head bitch winked at me. “Then when you are indisposed, I can take one for the team and help keep the potion’s secret ingredient flowing.”

Several of the bitches gasped, eying Kelly to see her reaction. But their alpha just grumbled. “We’ll see. I could be insatiably horny when I’m pregnant. That happens to some girls.”

“You might have a dragon baby.” Taylor reminded her. “I hear that sucks the wolf out of you while you are pregnant. If that’s the case, you could be very tired.” She grinned.

Kelly frowned at her, but we all knew that was the truth.

Dragons took a lot of mana from their mother. Another dragon weathered it well, but many other paranormal races would essentially become human for a time as the growing dragon sucked up all the mana they had.

“We’ll see.” Kelly replied noncommittally.

A beta was brought over to the bleachers. “Alpha-alpha, you had questions for me?” He asked. I assumed he was Ken.

“Yeah. Someone called you a fanger?” I asked.

He nodded. “Yesterday, when I was going between classes.” He paused, clearly trying to remember more details. “About this tall, Hispanic, in a suit and sunglasses.”

I groaned. “His name is Agent Lopez. Did he say anything else to you?”

“No. He just asked if I was really on the football team. He saw me wearing my jersey.” Ken replied quickly, bowing his head slightly.

“That’s not good.” Kelly added.

“Not good at all.” I agreed.

As if our words summoned an ill omen, a gunshot rang out in the stadium.