Christine's Point Of View
Our first night in what would be my new home was exciting, to say the least. We shared intimate moment after intimate moment. Asher and I shared what we felt, both emotional and physical sensations, with the mate bond wide open to each other, so each act of love was a beautiful expression of the deep connection and affection we felt. Every touch and glance conveyed love and trust, creating an atmosphere of warmth and closeness.
Whether on the bed, shower, or spa, we moved together gently, each gesture a silent promise and a testament to our bond. In our private space, we experienced a profound sense of unity, feeling closer to each other than ever before. This intimate exchange strengthened our relationship, leaving us feeling cherished and deeply connected.
Despite being awake throughout much of the night, we j
Christine's Point Of ViewJust when all seemed lost, and I thought I couldn't hold on any longer, the doors burst open with a deafening crash. The sudden noise startled my attacker, and he loosened his grip enough for me to give one last kick with everything I had.It was enough. Released from the death hold around my neck, I crumpled to the floor. Two men came into the room, yelling in Dragonese. It was all so confusing and frightening. Gasping for breath, I shuffled backwards away from the fray. I pushed myself between two chairs, scared and in hiding.It could have been seconds or maybe minutes, but I was vaguely aware of Asher, Adam, Charlotte, and several guards rushing into the room. Everything seemed to happen in slow motion. Asher's eyes, filled with rage and fear, locked onto mine.Before anyone could reach me, the attacker shouted something in Dragonese and then, with a swift motion, he swallowed a pill. The second man, who had been holding a knife, did the same. They both c
Asher's Point of ViewThe moment I saw Rin crumpled on the floor, struggling for breath, something inside me snapped. Rage and fear, an inferno within, drove every action and thought. I held her in my arms, vowing silently that I would not rest until I had eliminated every single Purist responsible for this attack.Now, with Rin resting and the immediate threat dealt with, my mind turned to vengeance. The attack wasn't just an assault on her; it was a declaration of war against our very existence. The Purists had crossed a line, and there would be no forgiveness."Father, we need to talk," I said, my voice barely controlled. I had asked him and the others to remain behind once I had put Rin to bed. Two Dragon-Shifter warriors were outside the door, accompanied by two Wolf-Shifter warriors. Despite this, I was not going to leave her on he
Asher's Point of ViewThe state visit with Daemon and Adriana became longer than initially planned. They had originally intended to stay a maximum of a week, but it was not just a visit to meet long-lost family anymore. The most important thing in my mind was the mating ceremony between Rin and me. That would be happening later this evening. Right now, we were awaiting visitors.I was standing at the grand entrance of our Weir, watching the arrival of emissaries from the Fae, Vampire, and other Shifter communities. I felt a sense of purpose and resolve I'd never felt before. This wasn't just about revenge anymore; it was about building a future where Rin and all our people could live without fear.I turned to Rin, who was standing beside me, her hand tightly gripping mine. "We can do this. You know that, right?" I ask, my voice low and s
Asher's Point of ViewI was finally officially mated to Rin—my Princess. The Princess of Dragons. It felt so good to finally call her and to know she was mine.I could barely contain my excitement as I carried her over the mountains to a secluded spot that no one but my father and I knew about. We would spend the night out here by ourselves, enjoying each other while the rest of the kingdom celebrated our mating ceremony.Rin was going to be a bit of a handful, I could already tell. She had been on edge ever since she was attacked, but with the arrival of all of our new allies, she was far more relaxed.With all that had happened lately, there had not been time to spend one-on-one with Rin. Both my Dragon and I were missing it. I grinned, thinking about it. Tonight, I would be taking her many
Christine's Point of ViewAsher and I arrived back from our short honeymoon. It was only one night in the secluded love nest, but there wasn't a lot of sleep happening. I just hoped that I was awake enough for this meeting.The next few days were a whirlwind of activity. Representatives from the Fae, Vampire, and Shifter communities had arrived before the mating ceremony. Now, they were settling in to help with the upcoming conflict.Each representative brought their own strengths and resources. We set up a command centre in a room exiting off the grand hall, with maps and plans spread out across the table. It was a hive of activity, with everyone focused on one goal: defeating the Purists.Only a select few Dragon Shifters, including Asher, his father, Alarik, Sable, and Talon, were allowed
Christine's Point of ViewLights flickered off the walls of the grand hall, casting long shadows across the room. A huge dining table had been set out in the middle of the room. Servants had been scurrying around for ages under the watchful eyes of trusted warriors. We had to ensure that none of our enemies would gain access to this meeting. To add to the security, the Witches and Warlocks had cast a spell called 'Silencium Locus' which caused the room to be completely soundproof.(pronounced: *see-LEN-see-um LOH-kus*)As the last representatives took their seats, there was an almost tangible presence of anticipation. This meeting was the first of its kind and, hopefully, not the last. Today, we would determine the very structure of the Supernatural Council—a group comprised of different species that could change the fate
Asher's Point of ViewI didn't know how Rin would handle the first Supernatural Council meeting, but she did it beautifully and with the grace of a future. As the Dragon Crown Prince, I had been raised to lead and to rule, to the point it was second. Rin had not. Even before her brother became the Lycan King, she was not involved in pack affairs. So, to rise to the occasion and demonstrate her natural leadership was remarkable.It was remarkable and highly arousing. We had been in our private chambers for over an hour, eating dinner and discussing everything except the meeting. When we finished dinner, I stood up and took her hand."You were magnificent today, my love. Are you ready to go to bed?" I asked with a coy smile as he led her into their bedroom. I was ready to make slow, sweet love to my mate. My intention was to lavish attenti
Asher's Point of ViewThe weight of the crown had never felt so heavy, and I wasn't even king yet. My father declared war on the Purists, and the Supernatural Council was formed, all within the last week. But instead of relief, there was a gnawing unease that settled in the pit of my stomach, a sense of foreboding that I couldn't shake. The challenges we faced were only beginning.Rin and I sat in Father's office, the silence between us in stark contrast to the storm brewing outside. The room was bathed in the warm glow of the evening sun, but it felt anything but warm. Adriana and Daemon stood by the window, speaking quietly with each other. Their presence was not only a reminder of the alliances we had forged but also of the responsibility that now rested on our shoulders.Rin, my Crown Princess, sat close to me, her hand resting on th
Marc's' Point of ViewAfter training, I followed up on my mind link to Cole and gathered the younger members, including those who had looked hopeful during Cole's speech. Since none were warriors, I had to mind-link them to return to meet me in the training hall.When they arrived, the hall buzzed with nervous energy as they exchanged glances. It took patience and a lot of careful words, but eventually, they opened up. Beatrice and her posse left a lasting mark on this group, which was mainly composed of young teenage females. I could see the instilled fear and self-doubt. Many shifted uncomfortably, casting wary glances around as they finally shared their stories, revealing the extent of Beatrice's manipulation and cruelty."It's true," one of the younger females, Mallory, said, her voice barely above a whisper. Her eyes darted around the group before landing on me with a mix of fear and relief. "Beatrice and Michaela… they make life difficult for anyone they disapprove of, especiall
Cole's Point of ViewFirst thing in the morning, we sought out Danielle's mother, Stephanie. "We found our mate last night, and she is friends with Danielle," said Marc."Congratulations," she answered. "Danielle stayed with her friends last night. Which one of her friends is your mate?""Her name is Lucienne," I gushed.Raising her left eyebrow, she warned, "You will have a strong Luna indeed. Be prepared for changes. She is not one to mince words, and there are some things that happen around here she will not like. She has a high moral compass."Good. I wasn't worried because things needed to change around here.After breakfast, as the warriors and many other pack members who were training with them gathered for a routine training session, I took the opportunity to address them. The non-warrior pack members would also include many females, although it wasn't compulsory for them to train, as it was for the men.The decision to integrate females into training had been our idea and had
Marc's Point of ViewAs I watched Lucienne stride out of the club, her every step brimming with authority, I felt like a force of nature had passed through. She was fierce, with a powerful presence that was impossible to ignore. The way she stood up to us, unyielding—that kind of strength was rare. And beneath it all, she was breathtaking, her beauty undeniable even as her words cut sharp.Cole stood beside me, his gaze fixed on the empty doorway Lucienne had just walked through. His jaw was tense as if he were trying to hold back the swell of emotion that had overtaken him. He swallowed, a flicker of something like awe passing over his features, and then he finally spoke, his voice low and almost reverent. "Our mate… she's incredible." He ran a hand over his face as if trying to piece together what he'd just witnessed. "I mean, I always imagined my mate would be strong, but Lucienne… she's beyond anything I could've pictured."He turned to me, his eyes searching mine as if hoping I'd
Lucienne's Point of ViewOur parents had finally arrived. They were staying on the same floor but in a different suite further down the hallway. No doubt, members of their entourage would be either in the same suite or next door.Cedric and I left Aaron with Danielle in case she woke up and wanted to know where we were. I could hear the soft rustle of her breathing, gentle and rhythmic, with an occasional deeper inhalation. Her heart resonated faintly, a steady thrum. Listening to someone sleeping was like tuning in to a delicate symphony of subtle noises. As we stepped into the suite, I could see it was set out and decorated like ours. The living area was spacious, featuring an oversized sectional couch adorned with plush pillows, perfectly arranged around a glass coffee table gleaming under a stylish chandelier's light. I could see my parents, Queen Adriana and King Daemon, seated together on one of the sofas, their regal presence commanding the room. My mother radiated grace, her
Lucienne's Point of View"Enough!" I bellowed. The room went silent as I let my Alpha aura ripple out, filling the space. The banshee's sneer disappeared, replaced by shock and fear as she and Eric fell to their knees under the weight of my command.My Alpha aura was so intense that it made my mother and father bow down under its weight. This was one of the reasons my brother offered me the crown. At a young age, I accepted that Cedric, as the firstborn, would be the Lycan King. I was happy with that. I might have been stronger and faster, but I loved him so much that I would protect him."I don't know who the fuck you think you are, but I don't. Tolerate. Bullies," I said coldly, my voice sharp and steady. "Don't you ever touch anyone I care about again!""Her name is Beatrice," Danielle said quietly. "She is the daughter of Luna Elizabeth."I don't give a fuck who she is," I answered. "As I said… I don't tolerate bullies, especially when they hurt someone who is like family to me and
Lucienne's Point of View"Everyone else knew," Eric said, admitting there was a problem in the pack that the twins knew nothing about.Evidently, their future roles as Alphas required more than physical strength or inherited titles—they demanded awareness, responsibility, and a willingness to confront uncomfortable truths. These future Alphas looked totally clueless, and if they were to lead properly, they needed to step up and quickly."Before we go any further, which one of you is Marc and which of you is Cole?" I asked, my eyes narrowing as I studied them closely. They were almost identical, but there were differences. I also realised they didn't know my name, so I introduced myself. I didn't mention any titles, just my first name.They shared the same towering height at over 200 centimetres, broad shoulders, and olive-toned skin that hinted at Mediterranean heritage. Their dark brown hair was styled similarly, yet subtle variations set them apart. Marc stood just a touch taller, t
Lucienne's Point of ViewArriving at the Howling Moon Pack should have been an uncomplicated affair. The plan was straightforward: we would gather at a shifter nightclub just on the edge of the pack's territory. It was our friend Danielle's eighteenth birthday—a momentous occasion to be celebrated with the companionship of cherished friends. Hopefully, she would find her mate, making it even better.After the celebrations, we were to cross into the pack lands alongside my parents. Once inside, I would be assessing the pack's warriors and their skills. I envisioned a couple of carefree days filled with camaraderie and laughter, reconnecting with friends amidst the rugged, blue-tinged mountains that cradled the pack.However, experience had taught me that simplicity was often an illusion in our world, and as I would soon discover, the weekend held surprises that could shift everything in ways I hadn't anticipated.There was also Mason, son of Beta-Prince Tyler and Princess Avril, and Ka
Lucienne's Point of ViewI stood at the edge of the training grounds, my gaze riveted to the towering figures locked in intense sparring at the heart of the clearing. The air was thick with the sounds of grunting and the sharp thud of bodies colliding, each strike resonating with a raw energy that sent a thrill through me.As the sun dipped lower on the horizon, the long shadows of the combatants stretched dramatically across the parched earth, their silhouettes stretching and twisting like dark, animated shapes in the fading light. The fiery hues of dusk bathed the scene in a warm, golden glow, casting a magical atmosphere that ignited a fierce determination within me.I felt a surge of emotions rising to the surface—an unexpected mix of admiration, longing, and an aching desire to join their ranks and push beyond my limits. Each movement they made displayed skill and a testament to the relentless quest for strength and mastery that stirred something deep within my soul.I'd spent ye
Happy New Year everyone!I am starting to post Book 4. I am partway through the book and hoping to finish it before I go back to work at the end of January.I hope you enjoy the story of Princess Lucienne, a strong female character who finds love with two men who are confident within themselves and want to raise her up, not pull her down.