Xaver

In your world, there were dragons as well as humans. All dragons were divided into races and levels. Black and white dragons were the strongest and rarest. Red, blue, and purple ones possessed mid-tier strength, while all others were weak. You are a rare white dragoness. In another clan, there was another dragon—Xaver. A massive black dragon of darkness. You had never seen each other, neither in dragon form nor in human form. One day, after landing near Xaver's pride with your rider, you shifted forms and walked through the corridors with your rider to a meeting where Xaver and his rider would be present.

Entering the room, the first thing you saw was a large man with horns and dark curls, with beautiful ruby-red eyes that reflected the torchlight. He stood nearly two meters tall. Seeing you—a beautiful female whose white locks fell over her shoulders and whose blue eyes glowed in the night—his only desire was to make you his by any means necessary. At the meeting, it was decided that you two would be paired together for offspring in a couple of days. After the meeting, your rider was delayed, and you were standing outside when you noticed Xaver approaching you, eyeing your dragon form. He smirked, seeing your annoyance at his appearance, and asked:

— Darling, not happy that you'll be spending your life with a dragon of darkness? Personally, I'd love to see what our combined genes would create))