Serana POV.“Ahh, fuck,” I moan and grit my teeth, damn cramp in my hip. My leg spasms as he pushes my legs further back, my knees against my chest. I slid it down his shoulder and stretch it out as he continues his harsh thrusts.Hours and days blur together. I have no clue what day it is. All I know is that we eat, sleep, fuck and repeat. We have fucked on every surface and wall in this cave of wonders at least twice.Thank the Gods for insanely fast healing. I’m sure bones have been broken. This is apparently normal mating behaviour. Don’t get me wrong, not every time has been animalistic, there has been times where it has been sweet and slow love making. But fuck do I love it when he slammed me through a wall and fucked me in the rubble.“Fuck! I’m gunna come.” I moan as my back arches up off the broken bed. I feel the need to bite him hard, wanting to taste more of his sweet blood on my tongue.I growl, grabbing the back of his neck and pull his closer. He pants as sweat trickles
Serana POV.Looking at the spreadsheet in front of me, I am lost. What am I looking at? Running a kingdom isn’t all that it is cracked up to be. It’s not just kissing babies and waving lazily as I pass by my subjects, not that I would do that. Well, the kissing babies, of course they are so cute.I knew it was more than that, but fucking hell. Looking at the numbers and statistics in front of me, my head is spinning. Why can’t they make it simple? Like, what do we need more of? Not the percentage of the crops yielded. I’m fucking clueless to all this, but thank god I have my little team to help me, otherwise I would never sleep again.“What is it I’m looking at?” I ask out loud as I look up from the screen in front of me to see Wesley smirk at me with his arms folded over his chest. He rolls his eyes and walks towards me.I offered Wesley his Alpha position back in his former pack, but he stated he vowed to be there for me and he won’t be leaving. I smiled at his words and burst into
Serana POV.The room spins as I lean back, a marriage proposal for my no our unborn fucking baby? Not fucking happening. I will destroy the fae for even thinking of this.“It won’t happen. Our child will have a fated out there, and it won’t be used as a bargaining chip for his gain.” Vilkas says as he pulls me on his lap as I feel dizzy.“Breathe, baby. It won’t happen. I won’t let it happen. I will kill them all.” He whispers to me, and I focus on his words and my breathing. I blink rapidly as my chest heaves and my muscles seize up. Shit!“Breathe, Serana. In and out slowly. Focus on me.” I follow what he is doing and my muscles relax and my heart slows down.“Good girl.” he kisses my head as I lean tiredly against him, my energy zapped from my mini panic attack.“Hyperion, this won’t happen. As you know, a mate is stronger with their fated than a chosen. So this won’t happen. We will meet with him and give him our answer on neutral ground.” Vilkas takes over, going into full protec
Serana POV.We land in neutral territory. The warriors arrived ahead of us and have booked into a hotel. Vilkas hands me the bag with our clothes and I pull on a white, flowy skirt, and the white shirt. Placing my feet in my heels, I pull my hair up in a ponytail and wait for Vilkas to put on his suit. God damn, he is fine! Is it hot or just me?“Stop drooling, you hussy.” Bedelia chuckles in my mind, and she is one to talk. She was drooling too. Pregnancy has made us horny, not that Vilkas is complaining, especially when I launch myself at him every chance I get.Apparently it is normal for phoenix’s being like this during their pregnancies. Also, a phoenix gestates for three months, but a dragon is the same as a human pregnancy, so we have guessed the baby will be born at around six months. I’m not bothered as long as it is healthy.I lick my lips as I watch him saunter towards me. Gods.“I would never deny you, baby, but not right now. As soon as we get back, you can do whatever yo
Serana POV.Walking into the restaurant, the warriors, and Wesley fan out around the room. We move closer and through the open double doors. Hyperion is waiting for us and I walk to his side and Vilkas is on my right.I look at the fae standing by the bar. He turns and my breath catches in my throat. Fuck me!He is beautiful, his waist long silver white hair is straight, his icy blue eyes pierce into mine. His skin is pure like snow. He has delicate, intricate icy blue tattoos above his eyebrows that wind and swirl down his face, down the sides of his throat, disappearing underneath the collar of his white shirt. He is packed with muscle. He has a feminine beauty that puts me to shame. High cheekbones and a straight nose.“Your Majesty, it is lovely to finally meet you.” His voice is a whisper, so delicate and warm. Wow! Not wow, Serana, he is the enemy. Get a grip!He walks forward and takes my hand in his. His long fingers grip me firmly but gently at the same time. He smirks as he
Vilkas POV.I take Serana in my arms out of the restaurant and take her up to the room. Everyone is quiet at the revelation. The door opens and in walks Lara. I growl and place Serana gently down on the sofa. Turning, I move fast and grab her around her throat and slam her into the wall beside the door.She doesn’t fight or scream, she just looks at me with those icy blue eyes.“Why? Why didn’t you ever say anything? Serana is going to be hurt that you betrayed her trust. So tell me Lara, if that is your real name. Why?” I step closer to her and she looks up at me with tears streaming down her cheeks.“I had to be sure. My brother is crazy. I had to protect her. I knew the day she stepped into the hearth after what you did. I knew who she was. I never meant to hurt either of you. I mean her and your baby, no harm. Xerxes is not a good person.” I scoff at her and squeeze her throat as she chokes. I hear a whimper from behind me.Turning my head, I see Serana staring at us, her face bla
Serana POV.“What do you think of all this, Bedelia? I don’t know what to think.” I ask her and she ruffles her feathers. I know she is anxious and pissed, just like I am. This is going to be war. A war with the fae. It is impossible. We are all going to die.“Don’t think like that. We will not die and neither will our realm. I am becoming stronger, Serana. A phoenix always becomes stronger for their hatchlings. He can try to get to it, but I will pluck his eyes from his head before removing his head from his body.” She hisses with malice.“Ok, remind me to never piss you off.” I say as I lay looking at the ceiling in the presidential suite. “Do you think Xerxes killed his father?” I ask as I think of everything Lara said.“Yes, I do. Maybe that is why the throne is corrupting him, because he isn’t pure of heart, like Lara said.” The throne belongs to Lara. Not Xerxes. That much is true. She is a light fae. Her power is pure, not tainted.“I agree with Hyperion. We need to prepare for
Serana POV.The room is silent as we consider how to retrieve the sword. Only problem is finding the one who the sword belongs to.“What I don’t understand is, if King Marius wasn’t the one the sword belonged to. How did he wield it?” Vilkas asks and I sigh as I look through the texts in front of me.The sword of Isolda is legendary. The sword was lost and so forgotten. It is meant to be given to the one who can wield it the power to destroy a god and tear a hole in time and space.“Maybe because the sword didn’t belong to him in the first place.” I say as I turn a page. For the past few days, every spare moment we are in the library, looking for answers. Lara said it is where we are not going to like. However, we were all wrong. I thought it was in the fae realm. But of course it wouldn’t be that simple.“True, but surely the actual one who can wield it can find it?” I look up at him and then groan.“If that is possible, then we need to find that person. But where do we start? It doe
Serana POV.“Will you three just stop and get ready?” I call out from the kitchen into the living room, as the twins and Cyra are all fighting. Gods have mercy.The twins are now six, and Cyra is eight. Whoever said it is easy raising hybrids is a full of shit. These three are always arguing or fighting, and it is draining.“Mom, we were just playing.” Cyra says as she walks into the kitchen with the two trouble makers behind her. They smirk at me and I glare at them.“Well, I have been calling you to get ready for the past thirty minutes. Now move your butts or you will all be late.” I say as I usher them out and wait patiently for them to finish getting ready when Wesley and Shane enter with Penny.Wesley found himself a beautiful mate. She is great with Shane and he loves her like she is his mother. At first I didn’t like the idea but then I got to know her and she makes my boys happy so I didn’t burn her to a crisp.“Hey, momma.” I say to her as she waddles closer to me. She is du
Vilkas POV.Standing on the balcony as I look down on the Dragon Realm and I can feel the tension in the air. In a few hours, both the Dragon Realm and the Phoenix Kingdom will be merged.I smile before I look down and see Cyra standing beside me as she looks at the realm beside me. She is beautiful, it hard to believe that we created her and her brothers. All three of our hatchlings are beautiful. The twins are now crawling and are always following Cyra wherever she goes. She doesn’t mind; she is brilliant with them.“Daddy, everything will be ok.” She takes my hand in her small one and I squeeze it gently as she looks up at me with her green eyes.“Yes, sweetie, everything will be ok.” I pick her up and she sits on my hip in her pretty dress and her long black hair with her fiery streaks has been left down. I place my forehead against hers and she closes her eyes.“Are you excited?” I ask her and she looks at me and bites her lip and I feel the anxiety coming off her.“Yes, and no.”
Serana POV.“Ok, ok, I’m coming.” The screaming wails of the twins echo around the room as I step out from the bathroom. I move towards their cribs and, as soon as they see me, they both stop. Pouting, I raise an eyebrow at them. Yup, these two are little players. Now they are all smiles.“Your sister used to do this. I’m not falling for it.” I coo as I lean down to pick up Aero when I move to pick up Ajax. Moving with them both in my arms towards the rocking chair, I get comfortable.Placing Aero on my shoulder and Ajax across my lap, I unbutton my top to feed them. I have given up with a bra because they are always and I mean always hungry.Vilkas even latches them on when I’m sleeping or at least trying to. However, we have the routine down. The first week or two was difficult juggling the two of them, but we got there in the end.Cyra is absolutely in love with them and is always helping with them. I know that novelty will wear off soon, though, especially when they start moving.
Serana POV.We have been back at the Phoenix Kingdom now for a few days and it’s become more difficult to move to the point I want to cry.I grunt as I move to sit up against the headboard of the bed. Vilkas has been helping Hyperion finalise the details for the pack. I smile to myself that Wesley will finally get the title he deserves. He has been there with me from the beginning and he deserves the world at his feet and so does little Shane. We have the room in the territory to accommodate more wolves and their mates if need be, so it’s a win-win.Gods, I need to move; I feel stiff and yucky. I shuffle towards the edge of the bed and brace myself to stand up. As I do, my back crunches and I sigh. So good. I waddle, holding my bump to get to the bathroom.These two are pressed against my bladder and I constantly feel the need to pee. It’s not ideal. I was contemplating just living in the bathroom at one point this week. Between toilet breaks and napping. That is all I do. Bedelia is
Serana POV.Today we are making the trip back to the Phoenix Kingdom to prepare for the birth. I can’t wait to get home. It is hard being between the two places. Besides, I need to check on something that I have been working on secretly. Only Vilkas knows about my secret plan.We decided that after the birth we would return to the Dragon Realm for a short while and travel between as we finalise the merger between both.Wesley left two days ago to prepare the nursery at the palace in my kingdom. I trust him and I know he will watch over the kingdom while I’m running back and forth between realms.So the transition will be easier for all involved when we open the borders between the realms.Vilkas is leaving his father in charge until we return. We have a week before the birth and I’m shitting myself. I spoke to Lara and Valeria at great length about what will happen. We discussed the probability of a lava birth. Similar to a water birth, but in the lava pool. So that way, our hatchling
Serana POV.Twins! Twins! I can’t believe this. Vilkas came back around and still looks pale. Neither one of us knows what to say or do. It is still a shock.“Twins!” he says as he puffs his cheeks out as he huffs. His elbows are braced on his knees as he looks at the wall in complete disbelief.“Yes, Vilkas. Twins! But hey look, it will be fine. We have so much support. Besides, you are great with Cyra and yes, we only expected one, but we have two. One more won’t make a difference. We will be fine.” Yeah, we will be fine. I’m starting to freak the fuck out.“Yeah, we will be fine.” He turns to look at me with a grimace and I sigh as I push myself to stand up.“No point in worrying about it. It has happened, so we just have to prepare extra, that’s all.” I say more to myself than to him right now. I don’t know why he is grumbling it’s not him that has to push them out.Oh gods, I’m going to be torn apart by bringing our sons into the world. I stagger and sit back down.“Well, I see y
Serana POV.The past few days since I regained the memories have been hard. It is hard to forget, but Vilkas has been true to his word and whenever I drift off into space, he brings me back and we do something that replaces the reason why I drifted in the first place.Today we have an appointment to see our son and I’m excited to see him. Vilkas has been totally different from when I was pregnant with Cyra. Ok well that is a lie, he is behind me everywhere I go and in a way it is cute. He is always kissing and touching my bump.When we told the family, yes family, that I remembered certain things they understood but didn’t press for what I remembered and for that I am grateful. The only ones who know the truth are Vilkas and Lara. After all, Lara was there when my memories came back but she has said she won’t say anything and I appreciate that about her. She understands why.I’m sure the others would too, but the fewer people who know, the better. We went for a walk yesterday in the m
Vilkas POV.I pick Serana up in my arms and run with her towards the palace. Cyra is crying, but Joel takes her and follows behind me.“What happened?” Lara asks as I enter with a limp and unconscious Serana in my arms.“She remembered Pascha and Samara. Her memories must be coming back.” Lara’s eyes widen as I place Serana on the sofa and Lara looks at me.“Everyone but Vilkas, out.” She commands and everyone leaves. She drops to her knees and chants something I watch as her hands glow light blue and white. He presses her hands on either side of Serana’s head and I look up and see the memories look jumbled when I watch as each one evaporates and Lara gasps.“What is it?” I ask and she looks at me, her eyes white.“Serana is rejecting the memories. She doesn’t want them.” How can she do that? Is that even possible?“How?” I ask and she looks at me before looking back at the memories that are fading. But not all the memories are fading, only the ones she doesn’t want to remember. I wat
Serana POV.Entering the kitchen, the chatter dies down and I begin to feel nervous as all eyes turn to us. Sensing my distress, king Vilkas squeezes my hand in reassurance and nods his head as we enter the kitchen, Cyra bouncing around as she shows everyone her hair and points at me.“My mommy did them. I love them like I love my mommy and daddy.” She nods her head, letting everyone know her true feelings, and I smile gently at her.“Serana, what would you like to eat?” A woman with blue snake-like eyes asks me and I look at Cyra, who comes closer to me and takes my hand and draws my attention to her.“Mommy, that is Nanny. Nanny is daddy’s mommy. Like you are mine. Nanny makes the best pancakes. You should try them.” Her green eyes shining and I chuckle at her and nod my head at her.“I think I will. Thank you, Cyra, my sweet little girl.” I say as I caress her cheek and she giggles before she pulls me towards the island and helps me sit down. The tension in the room is something el