Brother’s Best Friends Are My Mates novel Chapter 151

Lia

The tunnel seemed to go on forever and ever, but eventually we were able to reach this inner chamber that led to a bigger chamber. When we stepped into the room, I saw this large, slumbering dragon in the middle of the open-air chamber.

It was more than a little terrifying. The sheer size of it was enough to make my heart race. Everyone stepped back, not wanting to make any noise in case we ended up waking it up. What if we woke it up and it just woke up right away?

Swallowing, I glanced at Xaveria, who shrugged, pointing to me. She meant that this was my decision and job to wake up the dragon. I lifted my hands, about to light up the room with power, but before I could, the creature’s eyes snapped open.

All of us froze. I wasn’t sure what to do. We looked at each other, and then I looked back at the dragon, fearful that something was going to happen.

“You,” the dragon said simply. “Yes, me.”

I stood tall, staring at it and daring it to throw itself at me. “It’s still trying to wake up,” Xaveria whispered into my ear.

I could see that it wasn’t at its full power yet, making me wonder if I was going to have a chance to talk to this dragon right now or not. Its eyes, though fierce and burning, lacked the sharpness of a fully awake creature. There was still a haze in its gaze, like it was just coming out of a long, deep slumber. My heart pounded, but I stood my ground, waiting to see what it would do next. I couldn’t help but feel the weight of this moment-this was the dragon we had been sent to confront, and it was staring at me as though it already knew me.

What was I going to do?

I couldn’t imagine how I was supposed to fight this huge thing, but I would be okay. Or I hope we all would be. Together, we could do anything we set our minds too. At least this was what I had come to believe during all the things we had been through together.

Holding back a whimper, I stood tall and glared at the creature. “Are you willing to stand down?”

“No.”

“You won’t even consider it?” I asked desperately.

If I could try to stop this without fighting, then so be it. I doubted anyone would blame me for trying to solve this without fighting.

Doing things peacefully gave you a chance to save the lives of thousands. No, not just thousands-millions. I sighed softly, staring at the creature.

It looked old but was also very regal. I just couldn’t believe how this creature had managed to live so long­ “Are you male or female?,, Rain asked suddenly, taking all of us by surprise.

I glared at Rain. “What the fuck are you doing?,, He winced. “But I want to know.”

The dragon laughed, its laughter shaking the room.

“Ah, I do love stupid humans-” It stopped and took a strong whiff. “I mean, stupid werewolves.”

Rain sniffed himself. “Yeah, we are pretty foul, but that still doesn’t answer my question.”

The dragon’s gaze softened for a moment. “I am neither,” it said, a mischievous glint in its eye. “But if you must know, I do not answer to your kind’s simplistic ways of labeling things.”

Rain raised an eyebrow. “So you’re a… whatever you want to be?”

“Exactly,” the dragon rumbled, tail flicking lazily. “And I suggest you learn to respect that.”

I rubbed my temples, resisting the urge to snap at Rain. “Focus, Rain. We don’t have time for this.” Rain just shrugged, clearly unbothered. “Fine, fine, but I’m still curious.”

I turned back to the dragon. “We came to stop the destruction you’re causing. Why won’t you just talk this through?”

The dragon’s eyes flashed with a hint of amusement. “Talk? To mortals? You have no concept of what’s at stake here, little one.”

“Then tell me,” I demanded. “Help me understand why you’re doing this.”

The dragon’s gaze hardened, its eyes narrowing slightly. “Because it is my time. Time to awaken, time to reclaim what was lost.”

“But you can’t reclaim what is lost. That’s impossible.” It blinked and snorted. “That is a matter of opinion.”

It then sighed.

“I have had enough of this discussion. Good on you for traveling down here, but the fact is, I am not going to change my mind. All you’re going to do is delay the inevitable.”

Its words didn’t sit well with me. They filled me with a huge sense of anxiety, making it feel like there was nothing I could do. I readied myself to fight, eyes traveling back over to the dragonstone.

I needed to get to that dragonstone right away. If I were able to reach it, I might be able to harness enough of the power inside it to reach the other dragons.

By convincing them, I was hopeful I’d be able to make them see reason. Convince them to stand down.

Dragon magic was ancient and something I couldn’t fully understand, but what I believed it was sending at us were these shadow dragons. Literal dragons made of shadows. The group of us was ready to fight, lashing out at the shadows as the dragon tried to gain as much power as it could.

I knew it was trying to gather power at this exact moment. The air around us felt charged with energy, thick with the intensity of the dragon’s ancient magic. We couldn’t afford to let it succeed.

So we fought as I tried my best to get to that damn dragonstone. It was hard to say if it knew what I was planning. I was hoping it didn’t because it was going to make things a lot easier for me.

All of my mates, including Xaveria, knew the plan. They knew through our bond that this was what I needed to do. It was what might help save us, even if they weren’t completely sure of what I was planning.

Their trust in me was unwavering, even as the air crackled with tension and danger. Each of them held their ground, fighting back the shadow dragons, doing everything they could to buy me the time I needed. I could feel their determination, their strength, flowing through me as I connected with the dragonstone.

But the power was overwhelming. It wasn’t just magic-it was ancient, primal, almost suffocating. I had to hold on. “I can do this,” I whispered to myself. “I have to.”

The dragonstone’s magic surged again, and for a brief moment, everything went silent. I was close to it. My fingertips could nearly brush against it.

The dragon roared, likely sensing my plan. It was refusing to let me go along with my plan, but little did it understand how stubborn I was.