FrostI was in my office going over troop rotation schedules when the first distant rumbles reached my ears. At first I thought it merely thunder and paid it no mind. But soon the rumbling took on a more rhythmic, mechanical cadence. I set down my paperwork and strode to the window, peering out cautiously. What I saw made my blood run cold. A massive battalion of armored vehicles flying crimson Aldo banners were barreling down the valley pass straight for Valor Keep. "Impossible!" Our border scouts would have warned us...unless they had already been overtaken. "Dragon's breath!" Cursing under my breath, I sprinted from my office bellowing for all available guards to assemble in the courtyard at once. We were under attack.My captains reacted swiftly, barking orders to get every last soldier armed and into position. I spotted my lieutenant, Theron, and pulled him aside tersely. "Where the hell is Freya? She should be helping coordinate defenses!" Theron shook his head in confusion
Hermes' POVThe bakery's bell chimed cheerily as I stepped inside, inhaling the sweet aroma of fresh bread and sugary treats. I needed to grab something special for the kids today. Sam and Manny were coming over after school to spend time with Grandma Gertie while Lena was...away.Thoughts of my missing friend darkened my mood instantly. It had been months now since Lena vanished without word. I knew in my gut she must have been abducted or worse, no matter what the elders said about her abandoning us willingly. Lena would never just run off and leave Sam and Manny alone like that, no matter the circumstances. She loved those kids more than anything.I forced myself to focus on the pastry display, pushing aside the fruitless worries for now. Being their only guardian around, it was my responsibility to take care of the twins while we continued searching for Lena. I couldn't let them see how close I was to losing hope of ever finding her. They needed me to be strong.Selecting a box of
Frost's POV Hot agony flared through my side as another brutal kick connected, followed by the sickening crack of ribs giving way. I curled in on myself tighter, clenching my jaw to contain the cries of pain desperate to break free. I would not give the wretched beast called Scar that satisfaction. "Not so proud now, are you Valor cur?" Scar's mocking rumble echoed around the dank cavern that had become my prison these last days...weeks? Time blurred into endless torment at his taloned hands. But I would not submit. Better to die with defiance than grovel for mercy from Lena's deranged former captor. I had to believe she and our child were safe, no matter the cost to myself. They were my sole thought during Scar's savage "interrogations" demanding I reveal Lena's location. As if I would ever betray my family!I flinched involuntarily as Scar seized a fistful of my matted hair, wrenching my head up to snarl in my face. "Your bravado is growing tiresome. Believe me, we have only just b
Lena's POVI was still dazed as Hunter escorted me to the hotel room. The room was lavish, with plush carpets, velvet curtains, and ornate furniture. It was on the top floor of the fortified building, where no one could escape or infiltrate. If this had been three months ago when I first fled from Scar, I would have been overjoyed to reunite with my family. But not now. Not after they had all betrayed me, using me for their own ends.Scar only wanted me to get his heart back. Frost had used me in his bid to secure the last dragonkeeper by getting me pregnant. And Hunter...I was certain he had only brought me to my family because of my role as the dragon keeper.I stared blankly out the window of the lavish suite seeing nothing. My mind was still reeling from all that had happened in such a short span. As the sounds of the fortress settling down into nighttime routines filtered in from outside my quarters, the stifling silence only magnified my isolation. At times like this, I despera
Lena paced the plush carpet of the lavish suite, frustration boiling inside her. The finely carved mahogany furnishings and velvet drapes only served to emphasize the gilded prison she found herself trapped in. She clenched her fists, emerald eyes flashing dangerously. How dare Hunter confine her like some fragile songbird in a cage!In two long strides she crossed the suite and flung open the heavy oak door. The two armored guards jumped in surprise, spears wavering uncertainly.Lena fixed them with a piercing glare. "On whose authority am I being held prisoner here against my will?"The guards exchanged uneasy glances, shifting on their feet. Finally the taller one spoke up, avoiding her intense gaze. "Apologies, my lady, but Lord Hunter commanded you remain in your quarters for your own protection."Lena let out a sharp, mocking laugh. "Did he now? Well you can inform your lord that I demand an audience with him immediately. I do not take kindly to being locked away like some crimi
Lena Today was the first day I'd been granted real freedom to move about this fortress. Although I still didn't fully trust May after her betrayal, the girl was pleasant company as my assigned companion. So when she came by my suite this morning, I asked her to give me a proper tour of the facilities.May perked up immediately at my change in attitude. She called for a car and driver while I went to collect Freya from her quarters nearby. As always, Freya didn't bother hiding her dislike for May, and I had to stop their bickering from escalating more than once. But I was determined to make the best of this day trip.Freya insisted we start with the fort's famed libraries and archives. As we walked between rows of bookshelves, I marveled at the sheer volume of information housed here. Ancient tomes bound in cracked leather contained hand-scribed accounts of dragonlore through the centuries. If only I'd had access to such resources earlier! I might have made sense of my role as dragonk
LenaThe musty smell of ancient books and crackling fire enveloped me as I sat across from Hunter in his vast library. My shoulders ached from pouring over dusty manuscripts for hours, yet I was no closer to uncovering the mysterious secrets of bonding between dragon and keeper. Hunter droned on about obscure rituals, deliberately speaking in vague generalities that revealed nothing of true import. I stifled a yawn, struggling to focus. This lesson was proving as fruitless as all the rest."The keeper and dragon must willingly open their minds to each other during the bonding ceremony, merging as one consciousness..." Hunter trailed off, seeing my eyes glaze over. He cleared his throat before continuing."Now, in rare cases, a gifted keeper could overpower their dragon's own will for a time through the link. But that practice has long been forbidden..."I sat up sharply, scattering papers off my lap. Forbidden? This was the first concrete hint he had revealed about controlling a drag
LenaMy heart pounded as I slipped back into my bedroom, clutching the ancient text to my chest. I had just returned from the forbidden archives, barely escaping the guards' notice thanks to that mysterious distraction. Now I finally held the key to controlling dragons within my grasp. I quickly lifted the mattress of my bed, stashing the book beneath it for safekeeping. Just as I was smoothing the sheets back into place, loud bootsteps echoed down the hall, headed straight for my room. I froze, blood turning to ice. They must have discovered my empty chambers.In a panic, I scrambled to find a new hiding spot, but it was too late. My door burst open and Hunter stormed in, flanked by two armed guards. I yelped in surprise, instinctively clutching the book tighter to my chest beneath my shirt. Hunter's eyes widened at my state of undress, still in just a thin nightshift with the book creating an obvious bulge under the fabric. I watched a flush creep up his stubbled cheeks as I stood