**Olivia’s POV**Catherine clung to me as if holding on to the last fragment of hope she had. She was shaking, her tears soaking through my shirt. I held her tighter, my heart breaking for her. No one should ever have to feel the pain she was experiencing, the unbearable sorrow of losing a child, regardless of the mistakes they made.“Olivia,” Catherine sobbed, her voice barely a whisper. “Why did this happen? How could she die like this?”I had no answers. All I could do was give her the comfort of my presence. “I’m so sorry, Catherine. We’ll find out what happened, I promise.”The healer waved for the guards to help him take Cassandra’s body away. They handled her with great care as if hoping it would ease the pain of Catherine watching her daughter’s lifeless form being taken from her. The healer mentioned he needed to examine the body to understand what caused such a sudden, violent death. It was the least we could do for Catherine to ensure that Cassandra’s death was not in vain.
**Alexander’s POV**The morning of the trial arrived, and it felt like the weight of the entire world pressed down on my shoulders. I hadn't slept at all last night. Cassandra's death kept replaying in my mind, the look of fear and pain on her lifeless face haunting my every thought. Despite the restless night, I knew I had to push through. Today, Rebecca's trial would come to an end, and I needed to focus.Walking into the grand hall, I was greeted by the solemn faces of pack members. Rebecca’s father stood at the front, waiting with a few others. I took my seat, feeling the tension in the air grow as Rebecca was brought into the room, her wrists bound with chains.Her father stepped forward, a desperate edge to his voice. “Alpha Alexander, my daughter is not guilty of killing Cassandra. She has been through enough. Please, show her mercy.”I glanced between Rebecca and her father, the weight of my responsibilities crashing down on me. “Rebecca had every intention of killing Cassandr
**Olivia's POV**I stood there in shock, Alexander’s words echoing in my mind. "Luna Queen." He hadn’t discussed this with me beforehand; the announcement had taken me completely by surprise. I looked down at Liam and Sarah, who were beaming with joy. Their father’s announcement had evidently filled them with pride and happiness.Alexander, sensing the mix of emotions radiating from me, gently excused us and began leading the way back into the palace. With each step, the crowd's buzz slowly faded into a distant hum, swallowed by the palace walls.Once inside, the grandeur and quiet of the palace offered a contrast to the frenzy outside. I turned to Alexander, my brows furrowed in both confusion and concern. “Alexander, you didn’t have to do that,” I admonished, my voice gentle but firm.Alexander turned to me, his eyes softening as they met mine. “Yes, I did, Olivia,” he said tenderly, taking my hands in his. “You’ve been my strength and the heart of this pack, even when you didn’t ho
**Reed’s POV**The harsh smell of decay lingered around the palace grounds where Derek’s old relics were being sorted. The Moonclaw Pack members were adjusting to my rule, but today, the air held an unusual tension. I could feel it coiling around my mind like a snake ready to strike; today, Alexander made his choice on Cassandra's fate. My attention was jarred back to the present by the sound of hurried footsteps echoing off the cold stone floors.“Alpha Reed!” A guard’s voice interrupted my thoughts.I looked up, my eyes narrowing as the guard approached. "What is it?"He hesitated, clearly uncomfortable. "A wolf from Alexander’s pack has a message for you. He insists on delivering it personally."My interest was piqued, and I nodded. "Bring him in."Moments later, Kane, a rugged-looking wolf from Alexander kingdom I had paid to be my loyal spy, entered, his eyes wary but determined. He bowed slightly before speaking. "Alpha Reed, Alexander has sentenced Rebecca to ten years of worki
**Olivia's POV**The early morning sun had just begun to paint the sky with hues of fiery orange and gentle pink. I felt its warmth on my face as I made my way to the training grounds, the dew-soaked grass brushing against my ankles. Today felt different, almost electric. The air was charged with magic, and I could feel it pulsing through me, urging me forward.I raised my hands, willing light waves to form around me. Warm, white energy gathered and swirled, creating a dazzling display that lit up the dimly lit training grounds. It was peaceful, almost otherworldly—my own private sanctuary before the pack awoke.As I revelled in the beautiful dance of light, out of the corner of my eye, I noticed a group of people walking toward me. Instinctively, I assumed it was Alexander and a few of the warriors. But as they got closer, I recognised the familiar figures of Victor and Allen. My heart skipped a beat with excitement; I had missed them dearly.I quickly drew the light back into myself
**Olivia's POV**As the day wound down, I braced myself for the moment I’d been looking forward to—snuggling into bed beside Alexander. Today had been a rush of emotions, a mixture of excitement and nerves as I pushed my limits during training with Victor and Allen. Their presence revitalised me and granted me a sense of belonging and strength that hadn’t faltered since they’d arrived.The room was dimly lit, and a soft, golden glow splashed shadows across the walls. As I slipped under the comforting warmth of the blankets, I sighed contentedly, leaning into the solid comfort of Alexander's presence.“Thank you for bringing Victor and Allen here,” I murmured, looking up at him, gratitude clear in my eyes.Alexander turned slightly, the corner of his mouth lifting into a teasing smirk. “That wasn’t me, you know. It was Victor’s idea. He missed you and wanted to see how your training is progressing.”His words filled me with warmth, my heart swelling with appreciation for Victor’s thoug
**Alexander's POV**Sitting in my office, I waited for Victor. I needed to work out a plan with him on how we would deal with Reed. Leaning back in my chair, I closed my eyes, enjoying the rare moment of peace. The quiet was cut by a knock on the door, followed by Victor's entrance. "Morning," he greeted, a weary nod in my direction."Morning," I replied, gesturing to the chair opposite mine. Victor settled into it, a reflective silence descending as we both gauged the magnitude of the conversation to come.As Victor settled into the chair, I felt a heavy weight over my shoulders. Cassandra’s death had left a chill in the palace corridors, one that refused to lift. I had never seen anything like it before.“I appreciate you coming, Victor,” I began, the words hanging in the air like unspoken fears.“I could tell from your message last night that it was urgent,” Victor replied, his voice calm but edged with concern. His gaze settled on me, a mixture of determination and understanding
**Olivia's POV**"Are you ready for a real challenge?" Victor asked, his voice carrying both a promise and a test.I took a deep breath, feeling Arua stir within me. We were ready, even if nerves curled around the edges of my resolve. Having watched Victor and Allen train countless times, I knew just how formidable they could be. My heart pounded in my chest, a steady beat of apprehensive excitement.Victor stepped onto the training ground, Allen falling into place beside him. "You have to be prepared, Olivia," Victor continued, his gaze firm yet encouraging. "The triplet Alphas will do whatever they can to beat you. They won't play fair, and you need to be ready for whatever they throw at you."Their words settled over me like a cloak, heavy with both warning and wisdom. I nodded, preparing myself mentally and physically. The thought of facing the triplet Alphas was daunting, but a thrill I had never experienced before burned through me. Arua surged, infusing me with a reassuring st
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
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
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
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
With a final, reassuring glance at Alexander, I retreated to the sanctuary of my room, the weight of the diary heavy in my hands. I closed the door softly behind me and settled onto my bed, the anticipation building as I opened the worn cover. The first few pages were filled with my mother's elegant script, and I could almost hear her voice narrating her past. As I read, I was transported back to a time before I was born, when Everly was a high-ranking dragon in the northern Dragon Kingdom. The vivid descriptions painted images in my mind, and I found myself lost in the tales of her courage and the brutal politics of her homeland. She wrote about her life, her status, and the expectations placed upon her. There were entries detailing her meetings with Nicholas, the cruel Dragon King who sought to control her through a forced marriage. The fear and desperation that leaked through her words made my heart ache. Everlys Diary Entry: "I knew I had to escape. His presence suffocated me.
Lidia's saying yes to being my maid of honour was a step in the right direction; everything was slowly starting to fall into place. If only I could get the twins to control their powers and somehow find all the answers about mine and their dragon side, then everything would be perfect. I returned to Alexander and Victor as they were coming out of the victors' office. I greeted them with a smile. As soon as Alexander's eyes met mine, a smile grew around his face, making my heart flutter. "How did it go?" he asked, his voice warm and steady."It went well," I replied, moving to stand beside him. "Lidia agreed to be my maid of honour."Alexander's eyes sparkled with happiness, and he took my hand in his, kissing it gently. "That's wonderful, Olivia. Everything is falling into place."Victor cleared his throat, drawing our attention back to him. "We need to finalise some details, like where you would like to hold it and who you would like to invite."I glanced at Alexander, feeling a sud
Olivia's POVThe decision was made in the quiet moments of intertwining fingers and shared dreams. We didn't want to wait any longer. We wanted to be married as soon as possible. We made our way to Victor's office hand in hand. Victor was just about to walk into his office as we got there. He paused as soon as he saw us. “Happy birthday, Olivia,” he said before pulling me into a hug. As he let me go, he saw the beautiful ring on my finger. “That's quite something.”I smiled from ear to ear. “Thank you. Alexander made it for me. But we didn't come to make small or show off my ring.” Victor looked from me to Alexander with a knowing smile. “Is everything okay? Are the twins okay?” he said with a hint of panic in his voice.“The twins are fine. They are with Lida. We want to start planning our wedding.” Alexander said, his tone infused with excitement.Victor's eyes lit up, and a grin spread across his face. Without a word, he gestured for us to follow him into his office. As I went to
Olivia's POVThe warmth of Alexander's body against mine enveloped me, making the world fade away until it was just the two of us. Tears of joy mingled with the intoxicating scent of blooming roses. For a moment, everything was perfect—more than I could have ever dreamed, all the fears and worries that I had left me completely.His strong arms only tightened around me as if he were afraid I might disappear. "Olivia," he whispered, his breath tickling my ear, "Happy birthday."I pulled back slightly to meet his gaze, our foreheads almost touching. "Thank you," I said, cupping his face. "This means everything to me. You mean everything to me."Alexander's eyes softened, a slow smile curling his lips. "I wanted this to be special because you deserve the world and more."He hadn't just handed me a ring—he had given me a piece of his soul, a testament to the love we'd shared and the future we were promised. Words felt insufficient, yet they tumbled out anyway. "It's perfect... you're perfe
Alexander's POVThe rhythm of my heartbeat quickened as I made the final touches to the ring I had been crafting for Olivia. I had kept this project a closely guarded secret, sneaking away whenever time allowed. The ring wasn’t just a piece of jewellery; it was a symbol of everything we had been through and the love that we had endured despite all odds.As sunlight streamed in through the workshop’s tiny window, I held up the ring to inspect it under the golden light. It glinted, capturing the morning rays. The band was delicate yet strong, a precise representation of our bond. I could only hope it would meet her expectations.Today was Olivia's birthday, and I couldn't wait to present it to her. The day we first met felt like a lifetime ago, and yet every memory was vivid. Every touch, every shared glance had led us to this moment. I wiped the sweat from my forehead, feeling a mixture of nervousness and excitement.Taking one last look at the ring, I carefully placed it into a small