Vilkas POV.
Man, it’s good to be alive again. Being dead for over 100 years wasn’t what I planned, but then again, I wasn’t planning for the love of my life, a Lycan bitch called Starci to betray me.
Stupid cunt thought that by taking my heart scale, she could save her fated mate. Ha, little did she know that my heart scale can only belong to my fated mate. Well, I guess I will never know now. Considering all shifters were cursed.
The Lycan bitch thought she could get away with it. Yes, I died, or so everyone thought. I only wish I could have been here to save Queen Marcia and King Ronan. The last phoenix and her human king, her mate. I have failed her and the humans.
It was my duty to protect the humans and humanity from the evils in the world, but I failed. Marcia warned me about Starci, but like a lovesick fool, I ignored her council and look where that got me. Heartbroken, betrayed, and killed.
Dragons are guardians, but I failed. But I vowed the day I crawled out of that volcano that I would save as many humans as I could and protect them from the Lycan scum who betrayed us all. However, there is a certain flame haired Lycan that has occupied my mind recently.
I won’t lie. She is beautiful, but it doesn’t change the fact that she is one of them and she will pay. However, I am more interested in how she managed to resist my dragon fire. That is still a conundrum. Serana has so kindly agreed to help translate some old scrolls and books to help me with my little problem. The goal is to kill her, but well, that was the goal, now … I’m not so sure.
“I don’t think she is a Lycan, Vil.” I sigh and lean back in my chair, looking out over the kingdom well, what’s left of it.
“Not this again, Jaka. She is a Lycan, and you confirmed it.” My dragon huffs at my response.
“She doesn’t smell like a Lycan. She doesn’t have a scent at all. Well, she does have a scent, but it’s not Lycan,” He snaps back and I become annoyed with him.
“Oh, and why is that? Could it be that she now smells more like us? Or is it that you have a soft spot for her?” I spit back at him when he growls at me. Whatever.
“You’re such a dick. If anyone is developing feelings, it’s you. Don’t forget what happened the last time you got too close to a Lycan. You lost me part of my heart, you dumb fuck! Serana isn’t a Lycan!” he roars at me and I ignore him. I can’t argue with him though because he is right.
“Look, it’s in the past. We have bigger problems like why she is able to withstand your fire and…” I rub my chest as I feel like my heart is breaking with overwhelming sadness.
I stand as I gasp for breath as the feelings of despair wash over me. Whoever it is is in a lot of emotional pain and it’s someone in the palace. I move towards the door and go in search of who it is. The need to protect and comfort is overwhelming.
My heart is thumping against my ribcage, but it is more like a hum, like a song. A heart song. My chest aches the closer I move towards the one who is hurting. I stop at large oak doors as my heart beats erratically.
“It’s ok, you’re safe. I won’t let anything happen to you.” I push the doors open and find Serana with her hands over her face with her forehead on the chest of the werewolf as she sobs. My heart squeezes at the sight.
“Well, what do we have here?” I spit as she jumps away, turning as she wipes her face. She composes herself quickly before she turns and looks down.
Before she does, I catch sight of her red eyes and tear tracks as I move closer to where they both stand by the fireplace.
“I’m sorry, King Vilkas. I was overwhelmed with emotion. It won’t happen again.” I raise an eyebrow at her, but she can’t see it as she is looking at the floor. I scoff, lying bitch.
“I don’t believe you.” I say as I move closer to her. I pinch her chin and force her to look at me. Her face is wet and her nose is red.
“I’m sorry, your majesty.” Her lip quivers, but she pulls her emotions back quickly and I blink at how quick she can change, like flipping a damn switch.
“No, you’re not, but you will be. Finding comfort and solace with one of my guards. You think I’m a fool that I don’t know what is going on in here?” She gulps and her eyes dart towards the wolf. I see red.
“It’s true, isn’t it? ISN’T IT! You have been fucking him when you are supposed to be looking for answers. Right? That is why you haven’t found anything. Too busy laying on your back pleasing my guards!” I scream at her as I grab her by her arm and drag her towards the reading table.
I slam her chest down on to the reading desk. Her face bounces off the desk. My hand presses down on the back of her neck, holding her in place. She whimpers and thrashes, kicking backwards when I add more pressure, and she stills and goes limp.
“Don’t do this Vilkas, you do this and I will never forgive you, she is human!” Jaka roars in my head, but I ignore him.
“You will learn your place. You will learn it is me who owns you and it is me that gets to fuck you. You will learn that lesson now.” I rip at her skirt as she sobs as she tries to break free, pushing herself up with her hands on the desk, tears leaving her eyes as she screams for me to stop.
The wolf moves to grab me but I growl and he stops in place.
“Majesty, please don’t do this. She is innocent. Please, Majesty. You’re making a horrible mistake.” I ignore the werewolf as I unfasten my belt and unbutton my pants.
“She isn’t innocent. She is a whore, a Lycan whore who deserves this. Maybe if there is anything left of her when I’m finished, I will give her to you guards.” I laugh as I reach into my boxers.
“SHE’S HUMAN! Please, Majesty, she is human. I have known her since the Lycan’s captured her as a child. She is human. You do this, then you have failed as a guardian!”
Serana POV.Vilkas stops and I close my eyes, waiting for what will come next, but nothing. I try to look around but can’t because he has pinned me down and I can’t turn my head as I am laying with my cheek pressed to the desk.“You lie. She isn’t human. I would know if she was.” It’s becoming difficult to breathe as my heart races in my chest when I hear a gasp from somewhere in the room.“Serana, Majesty, what are you doing?” Pascha, I try to wiggle to free myself before he turns his anger towards her.“Stay out of this Pascha, please.” I say as my more tears leave my eyes.“No, Serana. Majesty Serana is human. I have known her since I was a child. We were both in the same camp. We grew up together. She is like my sister. Please Majesty, believe me. She is a human.” She pleads for me when he loosens his grip and I take a breath when his weight is gone from me. I slide to the ground with a thud.Hands grab me as I gulp in more air as I shake uncontrollably. He nearly raped me all bec
Serana POV.It has now been two weeks since Vilkas left the palace, and it has been nice. Even though my heart is in pain with each day that he isn’t here but I know that is because of the dragon scale.Everyone seems at ease, and the atmosphere in the palace is calm. We all do our jobs as usual, so it’s like nothing much has changed. The dark fae have tried to take advantage of the situation, but they were made examples of when they were killed by the wolves and vampires. I was worried that when his Majesty decides to return that he would punish them, but Wesley said he ordered us all to respect the humans. I had to scoff at that because I was not shown respect before he left. Especially by him.My secret is still safe and I know the three who know of my existence will never betray me. However, only Wesley knows I have the dragon scale. I know I can trust him with my life and he has had my back.Lara and Pascha have been seeing what else I am immune to, and it turns out I am immune t
TRIGGER WARNING, PLEASE AT YOUR OWN DISCRETION!Serana POV.I turn and run from the room, down the long hallway to the door. My chest heaving and my vision blurry. The walls slowly close in around me and I feel sick.Running through the door, I keep running until I’m outside in the garden. Holding a hand over my mouth and a hand to my chest, I drop to my knees and cry. A cry of pain and devastation.I did this. It is all my fault. The death of my parent’s, the fall of humanity, everything it is all my fault. With those thoughts, I cry harder.“I’m sorry, little one.” I choke on the words of my phoenix.“Did you know?” I mumble to her as my emotions flow like a river, the same as my tears.“Yes, but I wasn’t allowed to tell you. You had to find out about this yourself. Don’t blame yourself because of the gift that was given to you.” I lift my head and look to the heavens.“A gift? A gift can be returned. This is a fucking curse. Millions died because of this. There has to be a way to g
Serana POV.Waking it is still dark, I use my phoenix eyes to see around the darkness of the room. Turning my gaze to Vilkas as he tightens his hold on me, I scoff internally at him as I remove his heavy arm from him and slip from under the quilt. How did I end up in his bed?Walking towards where my discarded clothes are, I put them on. I tiptoe to the door and I can taste freedom.“Where are you going?” Fuckity fuck, fuck, shit balls.“I have work to do, Your Majesty.” I bow my head at him when I hear him move from the bed and he stands in front of me in all his naked glory and I gulp.“Come back to bed. You can have a day off.” I roll my eyes. Why is he being nice to me? I think I preferred when he was a cunt, at least then I knew what I was dealing with.“Play nice. He saved us last night.” Bedelia reminds me.“Unfortunately, I can’t take a take off. I have chores to do. Please, Your Majesty, I don’t want to upset any of the staff.” I say, but that’s not true. If anything, since h
Serana POV.I stand rooted to the spot as I watch Joel, who I thought was my friend, looking at me with a panicked expression. Well, I’m so fucking glad I never told him who I am. The fucking traitor!“Rana, what are you doing here?” he looks behind him and I smile as I point to the cart behind me.“Was just about to start cleaning. Why? Are you hiding something? Oh my god, is it a unicorn? Let me see.” I say with a chuckle, and he gulps and looks nervous as fuck. Good, I will keep an eye on him.“A unicorn. No, it’s not. Anyway, I thought you cleaned here yesterday?” he asks as the dark fae walks in the opposite direction, and I watch them leave before I turn my gaze to him.“Oh, did I?” I roll my eyes and hit my forehead with the heel of my palm.“You’re right. I did. I’m losing my mind. All the hallways look the same.” I say with a chuckle as I turn and scowl with my back turned.“Rana, are you ok?” He steps loser to me and I stiffen.“Yeah, I’m ok. Are you?” I turn to face him and
Serana POV.Sitting in my bed. I look at the bundle wrapped in the sheet in front of me. Chewing my bottom lip, I contemplate what I may find. What if it isn’t relevant information? What if I find something I don’t want to see? I wring my hands nervously.“We won’t know until you open them. I’m right here with you. Come on Serana. We have nothing to lose.” I look up at the ceiling and take a breath.Fuck it!I pull the bundle towards me and begin to unwrap it. Where do I start?“How about we start with one of journals? Or maybe a scroll? Oh, I know we can ip dip for it.” I shake my head in disbelief at what she has just suggested. Ip dip. I chuckle as I reach for the journal on the top of the pile.Running my fingers over it gently, it opens on its own and I drop it from my hands up. What the hell? I watch as the pages turn rapidly, then stop.“Well, I guess it has a mind of its own.” Bedelia grumbles, and I roll my eyes. Reaching for my glass of water, I take a gulp as I pick up the
Vilkas POV.The time I was away, my mind kept going back to Serana. I can’t believe I nearly raped her. If Queen Marcia were here, she would have killed me for that. After all, she was the one who placed me as guardian to humanity and the protector of the Bastian royal bloodline. However, the Bastian blood line died out.“Or so we think.” I sigh as I look out of the window of the office. I know he is right, but still they are gone and I failed them.Queen Marcia tried to save me and so I will be forever grateful to her for doing what she did. What I don’t understand is how she died. A phoenix can’t be killed easily, they hold more power and magic than any other.I never met her mate, and that is my fault for not listening to her warnings about the bitch, Starci. If I did, then humanity wouldn’t have fallen and Queen Marcia and King Ronan would be alive and well, no doubt with plenty of children, and I would have loved and protected them like they were my own.My chest aches and I rub
Vilkas POV.I make my way to the West Wing and come to a door that is closed. I sniff the air and no-one has been here. I reach for the handle and stop. Do I really need to do this? This was Queen Marcia’s personal space.“We need answers, and they lie behind that door. I know it Vil. I can feel it.” With a silent breath, I push the handle down, but the door doesn’t budge. I groan as I add pressure to the handle and shove it with my shoulder. The door bursts open and the smell of dust hits me, making me sneeze.We walk in and a shiver runs through me as I move further along the hallway. I stop by a door and open it and stop in my tracks.“No, it can’t be.” I look at the little girl’s bedroom and move toward the bed. The floor creaks under my weight as I reach for the dragon plush toy on the bed and smile at it.“Queen Marcia had a daughter.” My heart aches even more as tears sting my eyes as I hug the little plush dragon to my chest at the thought that I failed them. I failed her chil
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