Chapter Eight: Freya's Point Of View.

Astor didn't answer my question. He had just got up and left. But it was all the answer that I needed. I let out a low groan and lay back against the pillows. So I was his mate. Obviously I can't flat out reject him because I am his second chance mate. I rub my hands roughly over my eyes. Well what the hell was I going to do?

I reach up to fiddle with my pendent and stop. I had given my pendent to Luca. I glance down at the silver chain around my neck. I small moon stone gem hung on it. I could feel my eyebrows draw together. Where the hell did this come from?

I jump as I hear Silva roar. Which sent me flying off the bed and into the floor with a loud 'Thud' I groan and rush to my feet.

The door bursts open and Selene frantically looks around the room until her eyes fall on me. She suppresses a laugh and clears her throat.

"Commander." She bows her head to me slightly before stepping back outside. I roll my eyes and exit the room. My mood was turning sour. Not that it wasn't already that way.

"I'm going to walk the perimeter..ALONE." Selene nods and I turn on my heels making a mad dash for the outside.

Inhaling the night air seemed to calm me a little. I slowly make my way to the edge of the wards. Making sure that I stayed on the inside of them since someone apparently wanted my blood...and possibly wanted me dead.

I watch carefully as I walk slowly.

'Mistress...A Mate is a good thing isn't it?' I sigh. Shade was obviously concerned about this. It did have something to do with her as well.

"What do you want me to say?" I could hear Shade's annoyed sigh.

'He will love you for who you are. He will protect us.' I roll my eyes.

"Are you sure? Because where from I'm standing He walked away from me not to long ago and that seemed like a rejection to me." Shade scoffs and growls.

'Of course he did! He's probably confused about the whole thing himself. He already had a mate and lost them and now he's raising his son by himself. Maybe he didn't know what to say then.' I hate when she's right. I shake my head and pick up my pace.

"It's hard to care for someone after everything that's happened. And it's scary to have someone or even two people as your weakness."

" Your not wrong." I freeze mid-step and my stomach does a weird flip. I crank my head to the side and see Astor there leaning against a tree with his arms folded against his chest. But he isn't looking at me. He was looking up. Shade laughs softly in my head.

"How long have you been there?" He smirks and glances at me.

"Since I left your room." I nod and stay rooted into place. What the hell am I suppose to say? His eyes....he looked so sad.

'Apologize.' I growl out a sigh at the sound of Shade's voice.

"I'm sorry." I take a few slow steps toward him. He was watching me curiously.

"For what?" I bite down on the inside of my cheek and look around before walking straight up to him.

"For putting you on the spot. I should have been less harsh when I asked if I was your mate. I understand that you have already had a mate and now you are forced to raise your son alone. So I know that 'this' may not be something that you want." I inhale a deep breath and then squeak as Astor's strong arms wrap around me. A shiver runs across my body as he buries his face in the bend of my neck.

"I want this. I need this." That sent my heart hammering. What in the hell?! Who talks like that?! He was being really blunt about it. My face was on fire.

"As-Astor. Could you let go please?" He chuckles and pulls away but kept his arms in place around me making me frown. Really?

"So tell me princess...what made you save a child and not randsom him?" My eyebrows shoot up in surprise. Was that seriously a question? I tilt my head at him. Was he asking seriously or was he joking?

"He's a baby. He did nothing wrong. Neither did your kingdom. But no matter how many times I tell them you didn't attack us they won't listen to me.." Astor arches and eyebrow at me.

"Why do you believe my kingdom didn't attack you?" Sighing I pull myself out of his arms and step back.

"Because Wolves don't smell like sulfur." Astor's eyebrows draw together.

"No we don't. But Demons do." I nod my head and look around. It was strangely quiet right now. The hairs on the back of my neck stand up. It was to quiet.

'Somethings wrong.' Shade was even on edge.

I inhale a deep breath and step toward the wards. I push my hand beyond it and flames appear at my finger tips. I yelp as something pierces my wrist. Astor quickly grabs me around the waist and yanks me backwards.

I glance down at my wrist and horror washes over me. A hand print had been burned into my wrist. I wince as I pull it up to my chest.

"What the hell Freya?!" I couldnhear the panic in Astor's voice as he turns me around and gently takes my arm to check my wrist.

I let out a shaky laugh.

"Your quick on your feet." He grumbles and gingerly turns over my wrist.

"It's a burn but your a dragon. Fire shouldn't have the ability to harm you." I bite down on my lower lip as I take my hand from him cradling it against my chest. Astor sighs and places his hand on my cheek.

I turn into his touch.

"There is one thing that can burn a dragon-borne. It's hell fire. We aren't ammune to that."