Olivia’s POVReed whispered something into my ear, his warm breath sending a shiver down my spine. “You look stunning, Olivia. Absolutely radiant.”A blush crept up my cheeks. "Thank you, Alpha Reed. You clean up well yourself."As the music swelled, I allowed myself to be whisked away into a dance. Reed held me close, his touch gentle yet commanding. In moments like these, I could almost forget the lingering shadows of my past. As the song came to an end, I excused myself from reed and made my way to the bathroom. But on my way there, I heard arguing, and one of the voices sounded familiar.It was Lidia, her hand gesturing sharply at Alpha Derek, who stood rigid, his face contorted in anger. I strained to hear, my sharp senses catching fragments of their heated conversation.“You think you're too for me; you are nothing but a pathetic whore.” Alpha Derek's voice cut through the air.I stepped forward, my wolf already stirring within me. "Is there a problem here?" I asked, my tone icy
Olivia's POVLight filtered through the curtains, illuminating the dimly lit room as I cautiously stepped inside. My heart pounded as my eyes scanned for any signs of danger.Suddenly, a figure jumped out from behind the couch. "Boo!"I spun around, my wolf surfacing, ready to protect. Instead, I was met with the sight of Liam and Sarah, their faces lit up with mischievous grins. Relief washed over me as I placed a hand over my racing heart."Mummy!" they shouted in unison, charging toward me with open arms.I knelt down, engulfing them in a tight hug. "I missed you both so much," I whispered, feeling their warmth seep into my soul, filling the emptiness I'd been carrying."We missed you too, Mum," Liam said, pulling back slightly to look at me with his big eyes. "More than anything!"Sarah chimed in, her voice soft yet full of emotion. "Allan told us you’d be happier if we were here. Is that true?"I glanced up at Allan, who stood by the door with a gentle smile. Tears pooled in my ey
Olivia's POVThe next morning, the twins bounded into my room, their eager voices filling the space before the sunlight could."Mummy! Can we see Dad today?" Sarah asked, her eyes wide with anticipation. Liam, less patient, tugged at my arm, mirroring his sister's hopeful expression.I tried to muster a calming smile, but their request weighed heavily on me. "We'll see," I replied noncommittally, aware of the disappointment that flashed across their faces. "Let me talk to Allan first, alright?""Okay, but promise you'll talk to him soon?" Liam's voice was tinged with desperation."I promise," I said, squeezing their little hands reassuringly. "Now, why don't you both go and get dressed? I'll sort things out."They shuffled out, leaving me alone with my thoughts. I knew that seeing Alexander would be complicated, but the twins deserved an answer. I needed to pull myself together and face this.Allan walked into the room a minute after the twins had left a coffee in their hand."They wan
Alexander's POVI glanced at my watch for what felt like the hundredth time, then heard the sweet, unmistakable voices of my twins."Daddy! Daddy!"I turned around just in time to see Liam and Sarah running towards me, their faces splitting into wide grins. Without thinking, I dropped to one knee and opened my arms. They collided into me with the force only children can muster, their small bodies filling my arms and heart with warmth."Hey there, my little warriors," I said, squeezing them tightly. I drank in the scent of their hair and the feel of their little hands gripping my shirt.Liam pulled back slightly, his eyes—the same shade as mine—gleaming with excitement. "Daddy, can we go to the park today?""Yeah, and can we get ice cream, too?" Sarah added, already bouncing on her heels. “Of course,” I replied, ruffling Liam’s soft hair. "Anything you want.""Have them back before dark, Alexander," Allan’s voice interrupted the moment. I looked up to see him standing a few feet away, l
Olivia's POVThe courtyard outside the hotel was serene, bathed in the amber glow of the setting sun. The gentle rustling of leaves and the distant hum of city life provided a calming backdrop as I waited with Lidia.Ethen came around the corner. His tall frame and confident stride made Lidia's cheeks turn a lovely shade of pink, and my heart swelled at the teenage blush painting her otherwise composed face."Ethan," she greeted him softly, her voice betraying just a hint of nervous excitement. "Lidia." He smiled and offered his arm. She took it, a delicate smile playing on her lips.They turned to leave, but Lidia paused and looked over her shoulder at me. "Thank you," she said, her gratitude evident in her eyes."You're welcome," I replied, my voice strong yet tender. Pride swelled in my chest, knowing she was finally following her heart. As they walked away, I couldn't help but feel a sense of accomplishment, mixed with a bit of wistfulness."Ethan," I called out just before they we
Alexander’s POV As Olivia walked away, the weight of my own words suffocated me, leaving an ache so deep it felt like it had lodged in my very soul. The sight of her retreating figure, strong yet fragile, tore at my heart. I wanted to reach out, to pull her back to me, but I had to let her go for now, at least. I couldn’t bear seeing her hurt and me being the course of it.Olivia still held a part of my heart, maybe even a bigger piece than Cassandra did, but I couldn’t be with her if I couldn’t give her my full heart. That wasn’t fair to her.The courtyard seemed to swallow her silhouette as she disappeared, leaving me alone amidst the fading echoes of our conversation. A gust of wind rustled the leaves overhead, the sound almost like a whisper of disapproval. I ran my fingers through my hair, frustration mounting. The situation with Olivia and Cassandra was a tangled mess, and I couldn't see a way out that didn't involve someone getting hurt. Before my thoughts could spiral further
Lidia’s POV The evening air felt different tonight, charged with a kind of tension I couldn’t quite pinpoint. As Ethan and I strolled back to my hotel, a sense of unease gnawed at my senses. Ethan walked beside me. The Beta’s aura was a mix of relaxed confidence and alertness, which was naturally comforting. I laughed at one of his jokes, the sound light and airy, masking the heaviness of my thoughts. “Thanks for dinner, Ethan. It was the distraction I needed,” I said, genuinely smiling at him. “Anything for you, Lidia,” he said, a smirk lifting the corner of his lips. “You deserve to unwind.” The conversation flowed easily between us until something caught my eye at the edge of the old, rundown hotel we were passing. A figure slipped out of the shadows, furtively glancing around to ensure they weren’t seen. My breath hitched as recognition hit me. The face was so familiar and yet so out of place. “Is that Cassandra?” I asked, stopping dead in my tracks as I pointed towards the
Olivia's povThere was no time for me to sit around and feel hurt or to worry about the fact that there was a chance that class was going to come after me to get me out of the picture for good. The events in the city had me rushing around every second of the day, and I had been spending a lot more time with Alpha Reed.Spending time with Alpha Reed kept my mind off Alexander, which was nice; he was nothing like Alexander. He was kind and caring and was very open about his feelings towards me, but no matter how hard I tried, I couldn’t seem to feel completely content with him.I was sitting across from Alpha Reed in a cosy bistro, but my mind was somewhere else entirely. My eyes kept drifting toward the window, half expecting to see Alexander and Cassandra together again. It seemed like everywhere I went, he was there with her, and it only twisted the knife deeper into my heart. "And then, we could visit the... Olivia, are you even listening to me?" Alpha Reed’s voice cut through my t
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