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Started September 17, 2019 by Deleted user

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And at that, Rowan burst into tears, the hot drops of water running down his face. He just wanted to find a good place to read than get home, now he was in a dragon's cave because he was kidnapped.

Ekon was confused in what was coming of his mate's eyes. It was like he was raining from them. He didn't like how upset the boy was and craddeled him to his chest. "Mine….safe." He murmured.

Rowan just wailed like a small child, still sobbing. He was just overwhelmed and being an overwhelmed person with anxiety was not the most fun, at any times.

Ekon tried to comfort his mate the best he ckuld but he couldnt understand what was wrong. He jusyed held him tightly.

He didn't even try to push himself away, just melting into the embrace and sobbing like a maniac. He was too overwhelmed to move.

Ekon nuzzled his neck, brushing his nose and lips against his skin. "Mate shhh." He comforted

"I wanna go home." He wailed like a child, tears still streaming down his face, but less as he was running out of eye water.

Ekon picked up his mate and craddled him to his chest. "Hush mate." He nosed his hair and breathed in his scent

"I'm not your mate!" He cried, eyes red. "I'm a human!" Rowan's lip was puffed into a pout like expression and he was breathing shakily.

Ekon could understand that much. "Mate." He placed a hand over his heart then put his hand in his mate's chest. "M-my mate." He beamed.

Rowan was quiet for a moment, his tears dried as he stared at Ekon. "I don't get it." He gave a shaky breath as he muttered the words.

"Mine. Mate." Ekon breathed in his scent. His chest rumbled, almost like a purr. He smiled brightly.

"But what makes you so sure?" Rowan raised an eyebrow, switching into his favorite thing to do, debate. Remeber what mother taught you about it.

Ekon just sniffed his hair. He loved his mate's scent. It was deliciously appealing to him.

"That did nothing to answer my question." He muttered under his breath, rubbing away the dried tears on his cheeks.

Ekon sniffed his hair again. "S-smell." Yes, that sounded right. He beamed brightly and gave his mate a small squeeze.

Rowan scrunched his nose. "So, dragons identify their mates by scent?" If he wasn't so terrified he would be writing this all down, however, his terror was slowly ebbing away. The dragon didn't seem to want to hurt him…