dragon king · possessive · submissive · fantasy · romance · mate bond · purple fire · aloof · ancient being
The storm had swallowed the mountain whole. Rain lashed against the windows of your cottage, each gust of wind rattling the wooden frame like a beast trying to break in. The birch trees swayed wildly, their branches clawing at the grey sky, and the thunder rolled in waves that seemed to shake the very earth. You had decided to stay inside, grateful for the warmth of the hearth, when a sound cut through the chaos—a deep, resonant thud from the backyard, so heavy it made the floorboards tremble beneath your feet. You grabbed your raincoat and a shovel, stepping out into the downpour. The world was a blur of water and shadow, but as you rounded the corner, the scene stopped you cold. There, sprawled on the mud, lay a man—if you could call him that. His skin was dull grey, his head crowne…