Chapter 2: Not Alone

Dylan POV

Two days later, I woke up, I looked around and wondered where I was. Almost immediately,the memories of what happened to my parents flooded into my head. I started crying, I wondered why anyone would want to kill my kind hearted parents.

I couldn't believe that I would become an orphan, I was just ten years old, I was alone in the world.

While I was sobbing, a young man in his twenties walked into my room. I immediately remembered that he was the dragon that saved me earlier.

He had long red hair mixed with white hair, he was very handsome, tall and fit. He had an expressionless face and it was hard to read what he was thinking or how he was feeling.

I didn't wait for him to talk before I started bombarding him with a series of questions.

"Who are you? Why didn't you save my parents? Why were they killed? Why did their friends betray them? Where am I?"

He didn't answer any of my questions, instead he told me that breakfast was ready. He turned to leave the room and I boiled with anger.

"Stop! I demand an answer from you!" I yelled at her furiously.

He stopped, I noticed he was struggling to move and I wondered if the spell my mother did gave me the power to control him.

A light bulb flashed on my head, " I demand an answer from you and you are to provide me with one immediately."

He scowled at me, "What do you want to know?"

Satisfied by this new knowledge, I began to ask him questions.

"Why were my parents killed a day after my birthday?" I asked, curiosity piqued.

"They broke the rules, it is forbidden for a werewolf to marry a god or goddess. Your parents broke the rules, so the punishment is death." he explained, his voice has no hint of emotion in them.

I paused for a moment, allowing what I just heard to sink in.

"Who made such a stupid rule and why does it even exist?" I shouted with anger. I got up from the bed and started pacing about in the room furiously. Why would such a stupid rule exist? Whoever made that rule is going to pay.

I looked at the man who had his back turned at me.

"Why is your back turned at me?" I yelled at him.

"You placed me in this position, why are you yelling at me?" he shouted back.

I was surprised, I thought the spell placed him completely under my command, I didn't know he still had some free will.

"Face me!" I commanded.

He scowled as he turned to face me and I saw how furious he was.

"You need to learn some manners. I am the only one protecting you while the rest of the world is after your head." he retorted.

"I…. Urmmmm." I stuttered, I was not expecting him to come at me immediately he turned.

"You are a forbidden child and the rules say once a werewolf and a goddess have a child, the child is to be brought to death. If the parents refuse, kill them as well." he folded her arms as he explained, his voice deepened and his eyes turned red, "Your parents died because they broke the rules. There is a huge fine on your head, So be nice to me while I am still in a good mood."

I felt a lump in my throat and I swallowed hard. I didn't know that I had a bounty on my head.

"Good, now that we have come to a mutual understanding, you can politely ask me your questions, and make sure you add please." he said, "but first apologize for the way you spoke to your savior."

I rolled my eyes, but he was right. I was alone in this world, it is best not to anger him further.

"I am sorry. I just wanted to know why anyone would want to kill my parents." I couldn't help but sob. I was traumatized by the deaths of my parents. I sat on the bed and continued sobbing.

He moved his hands through his hair, he looked unsure of what to do. He sighed and walked to me. I was shocked to see him walk towards me, I thought he was under my spell.

"You… you are walking." I stuttered, my eyes widened with shock.

"Oh that. I just wanted to watch you make a fool out of yourself. It was fun though." he said as she sat on my bed. He hugged me and I continued to cry. There was something odd about his hugs, it was peaceful and magical.

I could feel myself dozing off in his arms, I opened my eyes when he started talking.

"I can't wrap my head around how easy it was to defeat your parents. Something is not right." he said,

"Who are you? Why did you not save my mom? You two looked close" I had managed to talk through my sobs.

"If I tell you, will you stop all these questions?" he asked.

I nodded and waited patiently for what she had to say.

"I am a dragon but you can call me Draco. My family was killed by an evil god and I was enslaved. After many years of slavery, your mom rescued me from the evil god. At first I didn't trust her because I believed they were all the same. She was patient with me until I started to trust her. I became loyal to her and would do anything to protect her. But to protect her means to protect you. She gave up her life for yours." he said as he broke the hug.

He lifted up my face and looked into my eyes, "Your mother won't want you to keep crying for her, instead start preparing to avenge her death. Remember her final words, she told you to avenge her."

He wiped my tears off my face and held my hand, "The first step to revenge is to have a healthy meal. Let's go have breakfast."

I nodded and we walked together,hand in hand to the kitchen.

"Is Draco your real name?" I asked, curiosity got the better of me.

"Does it matter? All that matters is that you call me Draco and I answer you." he said as he lifted me up and spinned me around.

I laughed for the first time since my parents demise and it also made him laugh before he placed me on the dining chair. Immediately I saw the food, my mouth became watering. I didn't realize how hungry I was until I smelt the food. I dived into it and I was eating like a pig. Six plates later of lamb chops and mashed potatoes, I had barely satisfied my hunger.

I turned to look at Draco and there he was with a surprised look.

"Are you eating that?" I asked, pointing to his untouched food.

Draco pushed his food to me and watched in amazement as I devoured the food.