**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
I could feel Arua within me, a comforting reminder that we were prepared for whatever Victor and Allen had in store.Victor's eyes were intense, showing a mix of sibling concern and a strong desire to push me further. Next to him, Allen stood with a look of fierce focus. Their bond was strong, and I knew they wouldn't go easy on me."Olivia," Victor called out, his voice clear over the sound of rustling leaves, "this is more than just practice. You're an alpha now. It's time you see yourself as one."I nodded, swallowing down the uncertainty that surfaced. Victor moved first, fast and precise, testing all the skills I had worked hard to develop. I faced his attacks with as much determination as I could, each move reflecting countless hours of training.One of Victor’s punches barely missed my shoulder, sending a numbing shock through my arm. But I didn't pause; instead, I spun away quickly, just avoiding Allen, who copied Victor’s move.Allen’s eyes hinted at old friendship, but he wa
**Victor's POV**The pain shot through my side as Lydia rushed to my aid. Her hands were gentle yet firm as she began to assess the injury. Despite the discomfort, a sense of warm pride filled my heart; Olivia had indeed become strong. As Lidia worked quickly, delicate hands steady and focused, I couldn't help but feel relieved. My sisters had both grown into formidable, caring women."I told you not to let your guard down," Allen said with a mix of chagrin and humour, casting a knowing look between Lidia and me."Yeah, well, someone had to show Liv how it's done," I countered, my voice strained but playful. Olivia hovered nearby, the guilt evident in her eyes, and I simply offered her a reassuring smile."What do you mean how it's done? She's the one who got you," Allen teased, causing a round of laughter among us.Lydia rolled her eyes as she pressed something against my side, her touch both healing and soothing. "You boys never learn," she muttered, casting Allen a glance filled wi
**Olivia's POV**The soft glow of early afternoon light barely filtered through the dense canopy above as I continued to work on training. Everything else had melted away, leaving only the rhythmic swing of my fists and the pulsing beat of my own breathing. Each punch that hit the padded training post landed with a satisfying thud.Despite Victor's reassurance, the guilt from our earlier sparring hadn't dissipated, and it nagged at me like an invisible thorn. If I could lose control while sparing with Victor, what would happen if the same slip occurred against the triplet Alphas? The possibility sent a shiver down my spine, fueling me to train harder.As my thoughts consumed me, I heard familiar footsteps approaching. Without pausing, I continued my routine. The scent of sandalwood and forest entered the clearing, signalling Alexander's arrival. He stopped several feet away, silently watching as I trained. His presence was comforting yet made my heart ache with unspoken emotions.“You
As the morning sun peeked over the horizon, I felt a mix of excitement and nerves churning within me. Today marked the day we would leave for the city. Returning to the city left me feeling a mix of things. The last time we were there, bad things happened, and I could only hope that this time would be different.Alexander walked beside me, his presence a reassuring anchor in the sea of uncertainty. His confidence seemed to bolster my own, silently affirming that I was more than ready for the trials ahead. Together, we entered the carriage, its interior plush and inviting. The door closed with a gentle thud, enclosing us in an intimate cocoon as we began our journey.I settled into the seat beside Alexander, trying to ignore the flutter of nerves in my stomach. It wasn’t long before the gentle sway of the carriage lulled me into relaxation. As the landscape rolled by outside, I rested my head on Alexander's shoulder, feeling his warmth seep through the fabric of his coat. The rhythmic
**Alexander's POV**After ensuring Olivia and the twins were settled comfortably in the hotel, I stepped back outside, drawing a deep breath of the crisp air.Making my way through the busy city streets, I felt anticipation growing with each step. The elders awaited me, hopefully, armed with new insights. They were the oldest and wisest among us, guardians of the pack's ancient history and knowledge.As the building came into sight, I readied myself to go in, praying that they had better luck than I had in finding answers about the mystery mark.The elders were seated around a wide oak table, their faces drawn with concentration. Books were open before them, some filled with archaic script that only they could decipher.A soft rustle announced my presence. Elder Mathias looked up and gestured for me to sit, a welcoming smile crinkling his weathered face. "Alexander," he greeted, his voice a mellow rumble. "Please, join us."I nodded and took a seat opposite them. Their eyes turned to
Olivia's POVAlexander and I chose the secluded clearing on the outskirts of the city for today's training. Its tranquillity provided the perfect backdrop for focus, untainted by distractions and buzzing energy. My senses were attuned, muscles coiled and ready, driven by the ever-looming threat of the triplet Alphas. The fight with them was imminent, and I knew every second of preparation could tip the upcoming battle's delicate scales.The twins were with Victor and Lydia, spending their playful morning in the palace. Despite being away from them, I carried their presence in my heart, a silent reminder of what I fought for. Determination pulsed through me as I felt Arua, my wolf, stretch and unfurl within, an internal counterpart eager to surge forward."Keep your stance open but firm," Alexander instructed, his voice cutting through the cool air like a steady rhythm of a drum. His presence was a comfort—an unwavering fortress.I adjusted my footing, echoing the adjustments in my min
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