It was like being kicked out of a moving vehicle by someone you loved most dearly when the white dragon- who used to be Father- said what he did. It was a hard punch in the face, a stab on the heart. Skylark curled up into a ball and cried quietly. He wasn't like Sleipnir , who had a mate in Daddy. Daddy didn't pick him. Was he not handsome enough? Or maybe Father- Stranger was right and there really was no such thing as love. 

The only way he would be loved was by using his powers. He could make as many mates as he wanted! He could have anyone he wanted, whenever he wanted. There was a nagging thought; that if was all just an illusion. BT Father had just said that love itself was just an illusion, so why did it matter? Skylark bit his cheek hard. From now on, he would protect his family and not hold back with his powers. He longed to keep his eyes bright, unlike the dead empty of his Father. 

Edge bristled in response to him being touched. Path... his beloved Path-Path was gone, and the white dragon had proved that. The king of the hydras turned in disgust to look at the white, who most certainly was not his mate. Edge then cracked a smile at Path's words as he set Sleipnir down with a light kiss. "Let me get you three out of here..." The Hydra murmured before the floor beneath Leo, Sleipnir , and Skylark opened up and the three fell into Leo's bedroom. The floor closed back up and Edge shot a backwards glance to Path. 

The hydra's eyes held water, and his mouth began to curl up softly, in a cautious smile. "A... a strong, sexy, dominant, lover...?" He repeated. Tenderly' the king would nuzzlethe other's face with his own. He wanted Path, and a part of him kept saying Path was holding him. But he knew this was a lie. In response, Edge lifted the white tail to his mouth and lapped at it sensually with a sly look. Then, without warning, he sunk his teeth into it, drawing blue blood. As he spit scales out, Edge laughed. "You? Strong and sexy? I beg to differ. Alas, now that I realize you're not my mate, I've no need for you. He, who is cruel to ones I love, can know he is living on stolen time."

He raised a hand and felt war, blood from his ear. Suddenly, Edge's skin was covered in an acid. If Path didn't want to be corroded or discolored' he would let go. Then Edge giggled insanely, free to be as cruel as he wanted now that his offspring were gone. His stream of laughter was unnerving, and he human part of him would never have done it to Path when he made a proposal such as this. 

But Edge was not human, and this was not Path. 

"I don't give a damn about you anymore, white. I needed you for one reason- be the Father to my kids. Don't wanna? Fine by me. I do have hydras to task with babysitting duty or something like that." Edge grimaced. The whites were so repulsive. How had he found one attractive? Snickering, the king decided to point it out. "Sorry to burst your bubble, but I love me a submissive fuck-buddy. Someone I can be rough with without fear that they'll break. You... you're a whore, thinking I'll take you back!" His giggles didn't subside. 

"I'm still stronger than you." Edge said with a hearty laugh. How stupid this dragon was! How ugly he was now that Edge had seen his cruel face! Quite honestly, Edge had expected more. "Find yourself a human slut to take advantage of. Because I've no time nor patience or even desire to mate with one so ugly as yourself." Edge then let the acid drip off him, leaving him vulnerable. 

"You are nothing but a whore if you don't have a mate. Say what you want, the dragons will reign again." The young man then ran a hand through his spiky ebony locks. "Oh, and there is such thing as love. Edge felt it for Path before their kids were born." He continued to giggle, "We should have killed them before they were born, huh? Maybe I can turn 'em into bacon or something." 
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Charon tensed when the gun was placed on his forehead and a blank was shot. In response, the hydra began grinding back with more intensity. Knowing what Ferrum wanted, Chadon moaned and shook uncontrollably. "Ouh, you're so hot... J-jeh! Mm..." With that, the hydra leaned down and nibbled Ferrum's nubs through his shirt roughly. 

He then stared at Anemoli. "I'm not controlling him, I just brought out his lust. It's kind of my trademark." Charon responded honestly. His hands felt Ferrum's muscles, moaning and shiver in all the while. He wrapped his arms around the metal dragon, then slumped to show Ferrum he was more in control than he might have thought. "True, he's pumped with hormones and pheromones and aphrodisiacs, but look how sexy he looks! Yum!"