Prologue

The Alpha

The World of love is all that I know. The very word lies at the heart of my strength and my weakness. My beast thrives in it and uses it to gain power. The power of love has made me the leader of the dragon clan The power of love has been the very answer to how my clan would now survive in a world where the humans have locked us away.

When they put us here they didn even make sure we had proper shelter. They didn care if we had food. If it weren for my parents, my clan Scarlet Light would have been lost without me. the other clans may have also perished without our donations. After thirteen years of being place here, our people now thrive. Our fields and livestock now can sustain our people and many more, now that we know how many of us there are. Many other dragons who deserve the home and privileges we have made.

The life of privilege is one that I have always known. Born from an egg, I woke up in a loving home. My mother was a professor at the local college. She focused her teachings on cultural differences in the world. My father was the CEO of a fortune five hundred company. For years they tried to have a child with to no avail.

When the world was collecting all the eggs of the beautiful colors, they were gifted one. My mom always described it as a feeling of intense happiness when she touched it. My father says that some days, he would just stare at it and he had no idea why. The year before I came they decided to go through the adoption process. After jumping through all the channels and hoops, they were approved in just ten short months. They met the woman who would give them a child. They supported her and they waited.

They were heart broken when she changed her mind in the end. My mother wallowed for two months. She was unable to go to work or leave our home for the pain it caused her. My father threw himself into his work more than ever. After eighteen years of marriage the pain from losing a child made them grow apart. The day I came into the world is one that I don remember, but they tell the story frequently.

They had dismissed there servants for the day because they felt those that worked for them shouldn have to be around such a tense atmosphere. They were sitting at the table silently as they enjoyed dinner. Neither were able to say a word to the other as they were tired of trading insults. My father got tired of the quiet and turned on the radio to fill the background noise.

He remembers my mother staring at the radio with such an intense moment of joy on her face that he was stunned. Before he could ask her anything she bolted from the table and ran

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