Alexander's POVThe room was alive with conversation, a current of words threading through the assembly. I stood with a group of alphas, trying to stay focused, but my attention was elsewhere. The markings on my hand, ancient and deep-rooted, began to thrum with an unearthly energy. A warmth spread across my palm. I glanced down, watching as the symbol glowed to life, its luminescence both thrilling and unsettling.Instinctively, my senses snapped to attention, and I scanned the room for Olivia, knowing the glow heralded her presence or a shift in our dynamic. It didn’t take long to spot her amidst the crowd, standing mere feet away from Reed. The sight ignited a firestorm inside me, my wolf growling in response. Yet I couldn’t act on it, not here. To do so would risk tipping the balance we’d worked so hard to preserve.Gathering my resolve as I approached them, I noticed Reed walking away, his shoulders tense with anger. He bumped into me, but didn't stop to acknowledge it, continuin
Olivia’s POVThe golden light of dawn filtered softly through the curtains, casting a gentle glow over the room. I stirred, feeling a comforting presence wrapped around me. As my senses awakened, the warmth of strong arms cradling me reminded me of where I was—next to Alexander, who was still lost in peaceful slumber. His steady breathing and the steady rise and fall of his chest created a soothing rhythm that eased the recollection of last night’s intensity.The tenderness of the moment was a stark contrast to the chaos that awaited us. Tonight was the night of the challenge with the triplet alphas. The anticipation of it lingered in the air, a constant reminder of the battle to prove myself.Carefully, so as not to disturb Alexander, I slipped from his embrace, the cool air a shocking contrast against my now-exposed skin. A quick glance at the clock confirmed what I already knew—there was time yet before the world would demand our focus. I needed every moment of it to prepare, both
Olivia’s POVI smoothed down the fabric of my outfit, casting a final glance in the mirror. The reflection staring back was a blend of strength tempered by vulnerability, a visual armour for the challenge ahead. Deep down, I felt the echo of Arua’s presence, her confidence bolstering mine.Alexander's voice resonated through our suite, signalling it was time. I emerged, greeted by the warmth of his smile—a potent mixture of pride and encouragement that never failed to steady my resolve.“Ready?” he asked, offering his arm like a knight to his queen.I nodded, a smile gracing my lips. “As always.”We descended to the lobby of the hotel, where my family gathered like guardians of fate. Victor, Lidia, and others were a united front, each bearing expressions of support and expectation. The tension was palpable, an undercurrent between familiar glances and whispered words.Together, we ventured into the heart of the forest, leaving behind the city’s complexity for something far older and r
Olivias povMy eyes flew open at his words, bracing myself for the fight ahead. The triplet alphas—Cole, Casper, and Carlson—moved together like a well-oiled machine, and each step synced as if they could read each other's minds. Their confidence filled the clearing, a thick air meant to scare me. But I held my ground, ignoring their attempt to intimidate me.Cole was the first to attack, springing forward with deadly speed. His movements were quick and sharp, but my instincts took over, guiding me to sidestep him just in time. He stumbled slightly, thrown off balance. Seizing my chance, I spun around and delivered a powerful kick to his chest, knocking him to the ground. The crowd gasped, surprise evident in their murmurs. But I knew there wasn’t any time to celebrate.Next was Casper, the second brother, who came at me with no hesitation. He was more strategic, watching me closely to figure out my next move. Arua and I worked as one, dodging his attempts to catch me. We moved togeth
Alexander's POVI stood at the edge of the clearing, watching Olivia face the triplet alphas with a pounding heart. As the leader of my own pack and a powerful alpha king, I was used to battles and challenges, yet this was different. The mark on my hand shimmered with energy, reacting to every swing, jab, and dodge she made. Its glow intensified, mirroring the struggle unfolding before us. Lidia and Victor stood close by, both equally tense as they watched their sister and ally in the arena.Olivia was a sight to behold. Her confidence radiated, a living testament to the spirit wolf within her. Cole, Casper, and Carlson lunged at her in unison, each movement executed with ruthless precision. I clenched my fists by my sides, forcing myself to remain still though every instinct screamed at me to leap into the fray and protect her. I reminded myself that she could handle this—that she had to for her sake and for everyone who questioned her strength.The atmosphere was electric with antic
Olivia's POVThe elder began to speak, his voice clear in the silent clearing, "As wolves, we value that of our word." His words hung in the air, a truth that resonated deeply within the souls of everyone present. His gaze swept over the crowd, finally landing on me with an expression that blended respect with approval.I pulled away from Alexander’s comforting hold and turned toward the triplet alphas—Cole, Casper, and Carlson—who stood before me. It was a moment fraught with expectation, the kind that could shift the balance within our world. As I locked eyes with each of them, there was a pause, a heartbeat of hesitance as they exchanged a look between themselves. Then, in perfect unison, they dropped to their knees, their heads bowed."We, the alphas of the Three Moon Pack, follow Olivia," Cole began, his voice steady, the pride in it replaced by a solemn vow. "May she, as the Spirit Wolf, guide us," continued Casper, the sincerity in his voice echoing in the quiet clearing. Carls
Olivia's POVThe evening was alive with chatter, laughter, and the sounds of music drifting through the air. It felt like the world had transformed in a single moment, from questioning my strength to celebrating it. A new banquet was held in my honour, bustling with wolves from all packs. They celebrated the victory with an air of camaraderie that was almost palpable. I found myself at the centre, a beacon amidst the joyous throng. My heart swelled with each cheer and smile directed my way.Everywhere I turned, I caught glimpses of admiration. Wolves from neighbouring packs were eager to affirm their support. Despite lingering doubts, they were here, together, united by the thrill of change. I attempted to absorb it all, imprinting every detail into my memory for whatever challenges lay ahead.A small group surrounded me, asking questions I couldn't answer there were still so many things that I didn't understand about being the spirit wolf, and maybe I would never understand. Everyone
Olivias povMy heart pounded in my chest. I couldn't let the fear overtake me, not now, but before I could try and calm my pounding heart, a stark voice pierced through the tension, commanding attention. Elder Marcus, respected and revered, spoke above the murmurs with an authority that silenced even the most restless spirits. "Remain calm," he announced, his voice rolling like thunder amidst the crowd. "There is no cause for panic. Everyone should return to the safety of their rooms until we ascertain the meaning of this omen."The crowd exchanged uncertain glances, their hesitation hanging in the air like a static charge. My instincts screamed that this was the beginning; the dark creatures were coming.People began to rush from the room, fear clearly written all over their faces. Stepping away from Alexander's side, I pushed through the crowd, heading towards the elders. “Elder Marcus,” I called after him as he began to hurry away. He paused, turning to look at me. Fear covered eve
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