Page 26 of Destined Paranormals: Volume One

I hoped Master Klaus understood my reasoning. I needed to get my mate across the ocean, to a place that was close enough if he should go into heat before I claimed him. It was a possibility with as much time as we had spent together.

“I understand. If you should ever be back in Munich, you are welcome here. I wish you both safe travels.”

“Thank you,” I told him.

“Second Tobias?”

“Yes, young Konrad.”

“I have left a letter to Lukas. Could you please make sure he sees it?”

“Of course. I believe that on some level, this is better for all. You both have experienced such tragedy recently, and the departure would have been difficult on not only you but him as well. I wish to let you know that I will treasure your friend for all of eternity.”

“Thank you. It’s a relief to know he’s found his fated mate. He lost so many.”

“Come to the kitchen. I have packed some foodstuff for your journey. I know you will have the ability to hunt in your dragon forms, but there will be times you will be as you are and will want some things.”

“I appreciate it, Master Klaus,” I said. We followed the pair of vampires to the kitchen, and after both of our satchels were filled to capacity, we thanked them again and walked into the small garden, where we both removed our clothing and packed it in our satchels.

“There is not enough room for the both of us to shift at the same time. I will go first to ensure you are safe,” I told Konrad.

“All right. I will hurry so as not to make you wait.”

“There is no need to rush, my mate. Your dragon will come when he is ready.” I kissed Konrad’s forehead once more, then walked to the middle of the small garden. It would be a tight squeeze, but I could not remain in my shifted form for long while on the ground because of the lanterns that were lit along the street.

I called for my dragon, and in moments, I was wearing the midnight-blue scales of my dragon. After making sure I had a good grip on the satchel, I jumped and opened my wings.

I tried to be as quiet as possible, but families of dragons were called a thunder for a reason: we made a lot of noise when taking off.

I circled around, as low as I dared, waiting for Konrad’s purple dragon to take to the skies. My own dragon wanted to bellow out when we heard his wings flapping, and then I spotted my mate. I moved close, letting him know I was here and would guide him.

I flew upward, taking us out of any light that could reach. I knew the direction we needed to go and had our first stop planned.

We flew for a couple of hours before the sky started to lighten. When the sun moved above the horizon behind us, my dragon looked over at our mate and called out in greeting. A response was given in kind. We could not communicate to one another yet, and although it would be beneficial in times like these, Konrad knew how to get my attention.

My mate made me so proud as we flew on, intent on reaching our destination for the evening. When I noticed Konrad start to fall behind, I glided down toward the ground. We had already flown over the smaller, narrow water, and I knew it was only another hour at most until we made it to where we needed to be for the night. But my mate came first, and when I spotted an area that appeared to be uninhabited, I landed in an open field. Konrad was right behind me, and as I shifted, he sat down in his shifted form, panting.

“Konrad, shift for me, mate. We will rest here for a time. It is only an hour more before we will be at our destination for the evening.”

Konrad shifted, then fell over onto the grass. I rushed to him, worried.

“I am okay. Just tired. I have never flown this far before. Is it always going to be like this?”

That worried me. “It will be more difficult. I am sorry, mate. It is a rough time across the ocean. I am heading toward the larger spots of land we will encounter along the way. It will help break it up. Tomorrow will be the most difficult though.”

Konrad sat up and grinned at me. “I can do it. I will. I wish to make you proud. To be the mate you deserve.”

“Oh, my treasure. You already are. Do you wish to recover here for a time, and we can return to Munich? I am sure we could find somewhere suitable that would allow you to be near your friend.”

Konrad shook his head. “No. But some water would be nice. Just a bit though.”

I chuckled as he started digging through his bag.

“Where I am hoping to stay for the night is a nice big cave. It will have plenty of water nearby and fish for us to eat in our scales.”

“Will it really take us weeks to get to where we are going?”

I thought back to the time it took me to come back to my birthland and again at how long it took for us to initially cross the ocean. The winds were behind me when flying toward the rising sun, but we were flying into the winds, which slowed us down.