Over the next few days, the wedding preparations consumed my every waking moment. It was as if the entire world had narrowed down to a singular goal: ensuring that every little detail was perfect. The twins were a handful, their boundless energy and endless questions adding to the chaos. Alexander was a rock, always there with a reassuring smile or a gentle touch on my shoulder, grounding me when I felt like I might float away in the whirlwind of tasks. Late at night, when everything was finally quiet, I would open my mother's diary again. Her past, her struggles, and her love became my escape from the day's stresses. But every time I closed the diary, sleep would bring more dreams—dreams that felt increasingly real, and I knew that it was the dragon kingdom. One night, after settling the twins and ensuring everything was in place for tomorrow, our wedding day, I decided that I needed to talk to Alexander about my dreams to see if he could help me understand why I was having them an
The day of our wedding dawned bright and clear. I couldn't help but feel a rush of excitement—and nerves—as I prepared in my room. My heart was a whirlwind of emotions, excitement mingling with the lingering of fear from my dreams, but I pushed that down. Nothing was going to wreck today.Sarah and Liam, our spirited flower children, were busily inspecting their flower baskets. Their antics brought a smile to my face and lightened the oppressive anxiety that had settled in my chest."Mummy, do you think dragons like flowers?" Sarah asked, her eyes twinkling with innocent curiosity.I knelt to her level, smoothing down her dress. "I think they love them, dear. Just like how everyone will love how beautiful you and Liam look today."Just then, the sound of hooves clattering on stone paved the way for Alexander's arrival. I peeked out the window to see his carriage framed against the backdrop of our beautiful garden. He emerged with a dignified grace, looking as handsome as ever. My hear
Olivias povJust as the officiant began to speak, a sudden gust of wind whipped through the venue, tearing petals from their delicate stems and sending them swirling into the air. My grip on Alexander's hand tightened. Everything else seemed to disappear as a dark shadow loomed overhead.All eyes turned skyward, gasps and murmurs rippling through the crowd. “Dragons!” a panicked voice screamed from the crowd.Three dragons, their scales glinting ominously in the sunlight, descended upon us. Their riders, clad in dark armour, exuded a menacing aura that sent chills down my spine."There she is!" one of them roared, pointing directly at me. Panic set in as I realised they were the figures from my dreams. My heart raced. The leader dismounted, striding towards me with purpose."No!" Alexander shouted, stepping in front of me protectively.The rider smirked, a sinister glint in their eyes. "We have no quarrel with you, Alexander. Hand over Everly's daughter, and no one else needs to get h
Alexanders povI watched in utter helplessness as Sarah's uncontrollable fire drew the attention of the merciless riders. A deep roar of frustration bubbled up inside me, but my voice felt like a whisper. My fists clenched at my sides, trembling with the sheer force of my fury. I willed myself to calm down, knowing the last thing I needed was to let my rage cloud my judgment."Grab the child!" the leader bellowed, his gaze shifting to Sarah.Within moments, two of his men closed in on her. "No! Leave her alone!" I screamed, but my words were swallowed by the gales whipping through the garden. I ran towards her, dodging the dragon's claws and tail as I did. Sarah's fiery breath gave way to frightened sobs as they bound her hands, her small frame no match for their force. My heart shattered at the sight, a visceral pain that overshadowed my anger."Alexander, protect them!" Olivia's voice pierced through the chaos as she was dragged away by the leader. Her desperate plea sliced through
Alexander's POV"Gather the men!" Victor's voice broke through the thick fog of my despair. I turned, my heart stuttering as I saw him staggering toward me, bloodied and bruised but alive. His eyes, however, held a resolute fire. "We still have a chance," he said, his face contorting in pain as he clutched his side."Where's Liam?" I asked, a new wave of panic clawing at my chest. I scanned the destroyed garden, my vision blurred, but I found no sign of my son.Victor limped closer, placing a reassuring hand on my shoulder. "He's safe," Victor said between laboured breaths. "Lidia and Ethan took him towards the woods to keep him safe."The tight knot in my chest loosened slightly, but the pain and guilt from losing Olivia and Sarah still eating at me. "We have to go after them," I said, the desperation in my voice clear. "The dragons... they took Olivia and Sarah. I can't—""I know," Victor interrupted, his voice firm yet understanding. "But we need to be smart about this. Charging in
Olivia's povPain echoed through my skull as I slowly regained consciousness. The pounding in my head was merciless, making it difficult to focus on my surroundings. Gritting my teeth, I forced my eyes open, only to see a blur of shapes and colours. I blinked furiously, willing my vision to clear, and gradually, the world began to come into focus.Where am I? I thought, panic surging through me as I tried to piece together the fragmented memories of our capture.I struggled to move, my limbs feeling like lead. As I sat up, the cold, hard floor beneath me sent shivers up my spine. My heart raced, each beat amplifying the throbbing in my head. I rubbed my temples and took a slow, deep breath to steady myself."Olivia?" a voice called out, breaking through the haze.I turned my head towards the sound and saw a figure approaching: a woman with flowing silver hair and striking grey eyes. It took me a moment, but recognition lit up in her eyes. It was the woman from the snow forest. “ You'
A chill swept through me, making my skin prickle under his gaze. I squared my shoulders, summoning every ounce of courage I had left. "Where is my daughter?" I demanded, my voice steady despite the fear coiling in my chest.King Nicholas took a step closer, his eyes narrowing with cruel delight. "Sarah is safe," he said, his tone dripping with arrogance. "For now."The room seemed to close in around me, my pulse pounding loudly in my ears. "What do you want with her? With us?"Nicholas laughed, a harsh, grating sound that echoed off the stone walls. "Your family has always been a thorn in my side, Olivia. Always meddling, always defying. But now, with you and the girl in my grasp, I can finally secure my power once and for all. And have what was promised to me."I clenched my fists at my sides, my nails digging into my palms. "She’s just a child," I said through gritted teeth. "She has nothing to do with this.""Ah, but you see, that’s where you’re wrong," he said, amusement dancing i
King Nicholas signalled to his guards, and two burly men clad in armour stepped forward. "Take her to her quarters," Nicholas commanded, his voice void of any sympathy.I felt their iron grips clamp down on my arms as they started to drag me away. "You’re making a mistake," I hissed, but Nicholas merely smirked."Do as you are told, Olivia, and perhaps your daughter will remain safe," he said as the door closed behind me. The guards led me through dimly lit halls until we reached a room. They shoved me inside and locked the door with a resounding click."Stay put," one of them jeered from the other side of the door.The room smelled musty, centuries of neglect evident in the crumbling walls. My eyes scanned every corner, searching for any means of escape. The only window was barred, and the door was solid oak, reinforced with metal. Desperation clawed at my chest.A familiar voice echoed in my mind. "We can't lose hope. We need to find a way to get to Sarah," Aurora, my wolf, whispere
The gentle hum of the wind rustled through the castle gardens, carrying with it the scent of blooming jasmine and fresh earth. The sun hung low on the horizon, casting a golden hue over the kingdom, painting everything in warm, honeyed light. The Dragon Kingdom—our kingdom—was at peace.A week had passed since the final battle. A week since Nicholas had fallen, his tyrannical reign brought to an end. The scars of war still marked the land, but already, hope had begun to weave its way through the people, through the dragons, and through my own kingdom. Rebuilding had started, and with it, the promise of a future unshackled from fear and a united front between not only ours and their kingdom but also many others.And today… today was the day that I finally got to marry Alexander.The wedding had been a quiet affair, just as I had wanted—just those we loved, those who had stood beside us through the trials that had nearly torn us apart. The great hall had been filled with the laughter of
A bright glow surrounded me, cradling me like a guardian made manifest. It was the magic from deep within, awakened not by mere survival but by love—a force transcending the corporeal bounds defined by the fight.The descent slowed, the air holding me in a delicate dance with the elemental magic coursing through my veins. It whispered assurance and a promise returned in kind by the beating heart of the earth itself.As I alighted softly upon the weathered stones of the courtyard, strength and weariness meshed in a delicate balance. The energy wrapped around me, a cocoon of gentle power that ebbed almost tenderly, returning me to the ground with undeniable grace.The world righted itself, the battlefield, once a stage of cacophony and chaos, hushed into a stunned silence, witnessing the impossible shimmer into reality. A breath—my second chance drawn from the earth—and I stood, steady and whole.I looked up to see faces of disbelief switch to ones of hope. Alexander's strides carried h
Olivias povMy warning echoed in the air, but it was already too late. Behind Elijah, the king’s dragon surgeon moved with terrifying speed, its spear-like tail ready to strike. Everything seemed to slow as the scene unfolded—a cruel dance of shadow and flesh, friend and enemy caught in fate’s grip.Time froze as the dragon’s tail pierced Elijah’s back, ending the moment in brutal finality. Pain and realisation filled his face, his emerald eyes widening in shock. His body crumpled forward, silent in the tragedy he had become a part of."No!" The word tore from my throat, breaking the heavy silence that settled like a shroud. But through my horror, an undeniable truth took shape with each heartbeat—Nicholas’s greatest betrayal wasn’t just in his violence but in the cold decision to sacrifice his own son for power.As Elijah fell to his knees, Nicholas grinned—a wicked smile that could freeze the ocean. He waved the horn, the sound still ringing in my ears, and in that moment, his inten
Olivia's PovThe sky was painted in shades of crimson and smoke, and the battlefield lay beneath me, a chaotic tapestry of combat and valour. Riding Saphira, my trusted dragon, I felt an unprecedented harmony between us. Her thoughts intertwined with mine, weaving a tapestry of mutual understanding and unity. Together, we were a force of nature, an extension of one another as we dove and soared through the fray.Saphira’s roar resonated inside me, a declaration of war that echoed the battle’s ferocity. Her muscles coiled beneath my legs, and we twisted through the air, engaging our adversaries with a synergy that brought out the raw power within us. Each strike was fluid and precise—a dance of strength and strategy that blurred the lines between rider and dragon. Riding Saphira, I felt a strength I’d never known, as though every heartbeat was in sync with the rhythm of destiny itself.Through the din of clashing swords and bellows, Saphira's voice sizzled like lightning in my mind. *O
Alexander's POV The battlefield pulsed with chaos, a vast symphony of metal clashing and figures weaving through a smoky haze. I fought with a focused intensity that came from the core of my being. Each movement was purposeful, and each turn of my blade was meticulously calculated. This was more than a war of physicality; it was a contest of spirits fueled by love and vengeance. All around me, my pack surged forward like a tidal wave, wolves overcoming soldiers with primal ferocity. As I caught a glimpse of Olivia soaring overhead on a dragon's back, a wild joy lit me from within. Her presence was like a beacon, a promise that drove me onward, deeper into the heart of conflict. My attention was wrenched upward by the tumultuous struggle above. There, in the sky, dragons twisted and turned in an aerial ballet of might and desperation. King Nicholas and his son, Elijah, battled with a fury that seemed to rend the sky itself. Nicholas's dragon fought with savage intensity, every swi
Elijah's povThe clamour of the battlefield swelled around me, punctuated by cries and the clash of steel. My heart was a tempest, torn between my loyalty to my father and my love for Olivia. I had never intended to become a pawn in this war, but here I stood, bathed in conflict, with my mind spiralling around the impending chaos. As I left Olivia's side earlier, my frustration boiled over into the tense air. "Cease this madness!" I cried out to the guards, their movements a blur of aggression around me. "These people are not our enemies!" Laughter erupted in response, sardonic and cruel. "The King has spoken, not you, Prince Elijah. We fight until death unless he says otherwise." Disdain twisted within me—a serpent rearing its head. Their insolence, their mindless obedience to Nicholas's bloody decree, was galling. But I knew why they refused me. I wasn’t their king, merely a shadow cast by my father’s ambition, a prince wearing false armour. The world spun with futility. Seeking
The ground was approaching swiftly beneath me, a swirling mass racing to meet my descent. Every instinct screamed that this was a mistake and that the leap would surely be my undoing. But even as fear clenched my heart, the dragon's scale in my grip pulsed with a warmth that banished doubt. One hundred meters above the earth, however, a shadow loomed. The first dragon I had saved soared to my rescue, swooping beneath me with a grace that defied the chaos of my fall. Relief erupted within me as I landed on its broad back, a breathless gasp escaping my lips. Holding tight to the rough, warm scales, I murmured, "Thank you."The dragon's powerful wings flapped, beating a defiant cadence against the tumultuous winds. It rose into the sky, a guardian taking flight, and together, we soared, the kingdom unfurling beneath us as a tapestry of vibrant life and teetering conflict.As if in a dream borne aloft, hundreds more dragons began to appear, majestic and fierce, emerging from the shadows
Olivias povI raced through the tunnels with a sense of urgency so intense it felt like a physical force pushing me onward. My breaths were ragged, each inhalation a struggle as I navigated the labyrinthine passages beneath the kingdom. My mind was a whirlwind, and though my plan was half-formed at best, I knew the dragons were my destination—their strength would be paramount in the battle to come.As I emerged into the dragon chamber, the oppressive air filled my lungs, heavy with the scent of fear and confinement. I couldn’t afford to hesitate, even as my heart pounded with the weight of what I was about to do. There they were, magnificent creatures tethered by chains, their eyes pools of ancient wisdom and unfathomable pain.The sight of the three guards was like a cold splash of reality, snapping my senses into sharp relief. The lead guard shouted, “What are you doing here? You can’t be here!” His voice echoed menacingly through the chamber, but I was beyond fear.Panicking would
Alexanders povThe moment we scaled the wall, chaos erupted like a storm unleashed upon the city. The guards, mere specks below, shouted commands in a futile attempt to contain the inevitable. Before anyone could react, a deafening roar sliced through the pandemonium, and the dragons descended, dark silhouettes against the dawn sky. Each dragon was a testament to terror and power, their scales shimmering with malice as they perched above the city. Fire erupted from their jaws, slicing through the air like molten spears, incinerating everything in their path. The city seemed to collapse inward upon itself, screams of horror mingling with the crackling of flames. Yet, amidst the chaos, my objective remained clear. I needed to reach the palace and confront Nicholas, ensuring he could never threaten Olivia or Sarah again. Victor and the others would search for them, but I would end this once and for all. As we pushed forward, defenders surged toward us, their weapons drawn with the con