This is the start of part 3!ElijahAfter the wedding, things went quickly. Everything changed, and it was meant to be for good, but is it?"Has he spoken to you?" Kellan looks at me."Nothing, Dad. I try, and he pushes me out." I'm worried for him. He's slipping further and further away, and I'm not sure how to bring back my brother."There has to be a reason; he isn't just hiding because it's fun." My dad looks at me before turning to Kellan. "This is an issue; we need to figure out what is causing it."He's right. Asher was meant to take over with me, but now? He's so distant he's almost not even family. He's the same with Storm, which is unusual."Are you sure he hasn't spoken to you?" My mum looks at me."Nothing. Do you think I'm not worried? I am. He locks himself in that room and barely leaves. Zyra is lost; he pushes her out. He runs if I get Seraphine too close; he's hiding something."Why else would he fear Seraphine?"So what do we do?" My mum looks at us."I don't know. W
AsherI slept a lot on the way back home. I feel uneasy and off, and I'm not entirely sure why. I'm putting it down to travelling so often and constantly being in my Dragon form. It takes a lot of energy to stay in form.Walking into the palace, Zyra's arm is wrapped around mine. She smiles at me, and I smile back."Ready?" Elijah looks at me as soon as I step foot in the door."Couldn't say hello, could you?" I laugh slightly."We've got time for hellos on our way to the offices; come on," Elijah laughs and walks off.Groaning, I turn to Zyra and smile. "See you soon, right? Go find Seraphine and Storm." Kissing her briefly, I walk away. Getting into the offices, I sit down."Welcome home Asher," Elijah chuckles."Okay, enough, come on." I wait, and he pushes papers to me. This is becoming a frequent thing. Typically, we work together, and then for a week, I go back to the Dragons, and he sorts everything. Then, at some point, he visits the Merfolk, and I sort things.We're getting i
AsherWhen I wake, I barely feel rested at all. Maybe it's because I haven't slept well? The night seemed to drag on for hours, and every time I settled into sleep, the whispers began again."You kept waking," Zyra's words are quiet.Turning, I smile at her. "Sorry if I woke you." Leaning forward, I kiss her."It's fine. You have me worried, though. So, we're not going back for a few months. My brother can deal with it, and then maybe you won't be so exhausted."She's too kind. "If you want to go home, we will go Zyra; I can't keep you to myself, not when your brother wants you home with him."I feel selfish for having her here."No, I want to be with you, and I want you to be healthy. So if that means not seeing my brothers, I won't." She climbs onto me and smiles. "I'm happy to stay here. It's not like there aren't enough high places here to make it feel like home.""We currently live on water, and it's hardly anything like the Dragon Kingdom at all. Your palace is built within the
AsherI walk into the office and see Elijah sitting with my parents."Are you okay?" My mum looks at me, and I nod."Totally. What's the plan for today?" I sit and wait. I'll discuss my plan after we do the necessary work."You're planning a giving event," Darius smiles at me."Are we doing the event?" It's usually them that do it."Yes. The plan is for you and Zyra to do half the day and Elijah and Seraphine to do the other half. We will be close by for any issues, but it's one of those events where you have to think on the spot and consider everything." My dad hands me papers."It will also give the kingdom a chance to see how you both are doing at taking over. Let's be honest. If you can sit there for hours, listen to people, and act—help them—then you've proven enough." Darius looks at me, and I nod."Are you and Zyra ready?" Elijah looks at me."Yes, we've spoken about it a lot. We've taken part here and in her own kingdom. So we will be fine." I glanced through the papers. These
AsherI walk through the palace and go to the west wing with the maids. It will do for now. It will give us the space we need. I help the maids to get things set up. It's my idea, so I won't sit back and watch as the maids do everything.All I need to sort is a place for us to sleep and the kitchen area. The rest can be sorted tomorrow or through the night. I'll still have my maids and guards, but they know to stay back far enough from us."Shall I begin cooking?" Eloise looks at me, and I nod."Yes, please. Other than lunch, we will be eating here alone in the future." We can at least have two meals a day sitting alone without my family present and involved.An hour later, the maids have gone to clear my room and bring things here, so I walk off and go through the palace. As I enter the sitting area, Elijah looks at me."I thought you were joking.""Why would I joke?" Zyra deserves time with me without everyone else there as well."I find it ridiculous, that's all. How can you be Kin
Asher POVEveryone is waiting for me to explain when they will see me.I don't have an answer, not an easy one. "I'll be in the palace all day like I always am; just in the morning and evenings, I will be in the west wing." They are acting like I'm moving to the Dragon Kingdom, which seems ideal right now. At least there, we get time together and alone."That's until the new palace is made in the mountains, right, where you plan to live." Elijah snaps, and I sigh."What is your issue? Keep going, Elijah, and I will leave you with the burden of being King alone! I agreed to become King as well to help you. How have you helped me!" I shout, and everyone stares at me, shocked. "I'm sorry, but you're selfish. You said you would never be like your dad, right? Well, you're worse."He is; all he has in his mind is him and Seraphine, how to make their lives easy, how to have the perfect life with her even if it means sacrificing us.He stands and walks towards me."Go on, hit me." I wait, and
Zyra POVWe sit and eat, and Asher talks about the plan for the future. He seems so normal right now—nothing like before. I've noticed it. I think everyone has noticed it. Asher and Elijah seem to be at war with each other.Part of me wonders if they resent each other, resenting the fact that they are having to carry the weight of the title of becoming King. Asher never wanted it, and then Elijah was going to give up."Asher," I look at him, and he smiles at me. "You and Elijah need to fix things."He sighs and looks away from me. Something has changed, something has been said, or something happened to cause the arguments. "Asher, why do you two keep fighting?"He turns to face me. "That doesn't matter anymore."I laugh at him. "Yes, it does; how can you think it doesn't? You two physically fought. Your wolves fought. Today, you were close to fighting again, so what happened?""After your mother died, we spoke. Elijah does not like your brother at all. He doesn't believe that Drakon s
Asher POVEverything felt perfect. Every reason I have given for how I feel and what is going on is wiped away. I thought it was keeping it hidden how Elijah felt about Drakon, but it wasn't.At that final moment, I smiled. I imagined our life here, with our child. Everything felt perfect, then all I saw was blood and Zyra lying dead under my wolf.The images are so sickening I run to the bathroom, lock the door and begin being physically sick. The image seems to be so profoundly routed into my mind it's impossible to get rid of."Asher?" I hear Zyra and the quiet knock. "Please, what's wrong?""I'm fine, Zyra." My words are quiet; sitting down, I rest against the wall and close my eyes. I can still see it. That image isn't going to go easily. Rubbing my face, I try to compose myself.Standing, I walk to the sink and turn on the tap. Looking into the mirror, I jump back. Blood covers my face, and my eyes are black. Looking down, I see blood on my hands.Panicking, I turn on the shower