They entered the grand doors of the council hall, where the council members, clan elders, and other powerful supernaturals, along with the King and his mate, were gathered. As Drayce and Seren walked inside, all eyes were drawn to them—the sight of the Red Dragon and his mate making their way to the center of the hall.
It was the first time many would witness a Dragon marking his mate, unlike Draven's marking of Ember, which had not been a formal ceremony. The moments they could cherish which a Black Dragon marked his mate, those moments were filled with nothing but a grave shock.
Seren felt the weight of countless gazes from the supernaturals around her, each one radiating the immense power they held. It was overwhelming. Drayce sensed her tension and gently squeezed her hand, his thumb softly caressing the back of her palm, offering her comfort.
