Olivia's POVA month had passed since Reed’s death, and today was a day of celebration, joy, and new beginnings. I sat in front of Lidia, watching as she gazed at herself in the mirror. She was breathtaking, wearing a beautiful white dress that made her look like a vision of grace. The dress shimmered in the light, the delicate lace and satin fitting her perfectly, reflecting every bit of joy she held within. Her eyes sparkled with excitement, but there was a certain peace about her now, a calm that I hadn’t seen before."You’re beautiful," I said, my voice full of pride and affection as I took in the sight of her. "Are you ready?"Lidia turned to me, her smile wide. "I was ready for this day years ago."Her words hit me right in the heart. Lidia had been through so much, yet here she was, standing on the verge of her greatest happiness. My heart swelled with joy for her.The music began to play softly, a sweet melody that filled the room. The carriage doors opened, and the twins were
Olivia's POVA week had passed since Lidia’s wedding, and as I stood outside the palace, my heart was heavy. The sun shone brightly, but the warmth couldn’t seem to reach the cold spot in my chest. Today, Lidia and Ethan were leaving for their new kingdom. Their journey ahead was filled with hope and promise, but it didn’t make saying goodbye any easier.I had grown so used to having my family around me. Their laughter, their support, their presence—it had become a part of my everyday life. If I hadn't had them with me, I would have never been able to do things that I had. And now, the thought of them being so far away, of not having Lidia close by, was something I wasn’t sure how to handle. But this was what we had all worked for. They had their own lives to build, their own paths to walk. No matter the distance, I knew we would always be there for each other. Family wasn’t defined by proximity; it was defined by love and connection.Alexander stood beside Ethan, the two of them talk
Olivia's POVA year had passed since the defeat of the dark rogues and Reed, and the relief that had settled over us still lingered. But with that relief came a new wave of growth and change. Ethan and Lidia had taken over Reed’s pack, transforming it into something strong and thriving. Watching them lead with such grace and determination was a joy, and the pack had flourished under their leadership.Allen had also proven himself as the new Alpha of Derek’s pack, breathing new life into a pack that had been steeped in fear for too long. He brought them hope, strength, and a future, and it made my heart swell to see him step into this new role so effortlessly. Not only had Allen given Derek’s pack a fresh start, but he had also found love. Grace, his beautiful mate, had filled his life with joy, and they were expecting their first child together. It made me smile, thinking about how much had changed in such a short time, how much life had blossomed around us.I was sitting in the garde
Olivia’s POVThe joy of the celebration continued to fill the air as everyone gathered. The laughter of children and the conversations of friends and family blended together into a perfect harmony that felt like music to my ears. It was a sight to behold—my family, my people, all of us united in love and strength. And as I held little Fay in my arms, a sense of peace washed over me, knowing that, despite all the challenges we had faced, we had come through it stronger than ever.Victor and Claire had just arrived, Victor walking proudly beside Claire, who was nearing the end of her pregnancy. The two of them looked so happy and content, their love for each other glowing brighter than ever. It had been a while since I had seen them, and I was thrilled to have this moment to catch up.I embraced them both tightly, my heart full. "I’ve missed you both so much," I said, my voice thick with emotion. "It feels like forever since we’ve all been together."Victor smiled, his gaze soft and affe
Alexander pov I couldn't bear the thought of Olivia loving someone else. After seeing the way she fussed over Allen, my heart felt heavy. The palace walls felt like a prison, tightening around me with each passing second. Needing an escape, I decided to make my way to one of the Taverns in the village. The streets were alive with nighttime chatter and laughter, but I moved through the crowd like a ghost, my mind consumed by the image of Olivia's smile directed at another man. The Tavern's wooden sign creaked above me as I pushed through the door, greeted by the warm, muggy air mixed with the scent of ale and roasted meat. I slid onto a stool at the bar and ordered a drink, hoping the burn of liquor would drown out the ache in my chest. The first sip did nothing but fuel my desperation, so I drank more—another mug, then another. Faces around me blurred, muffled conversations swirled into an unintelligible hum. "Another?" the bartender asked, eyeing me with a mix of curiosity and
Alexanders povMy head was pounding as I opened my eyes. Last night was a blur in my mind. As I rolled over, I saw Lidia asleep next to me. My heart started to pound in my chest. Had I messed up and taken Lidia to bed with me last night? "Lidia, wake up," I whispered urgently, giving her shoulder a gentle shake. "Lidia! Wake up, now!" Her eyes fluttered open. Confusion was evident as she quickly took in her surroundings. "Oh god," she muttered, sitting up abruptly. I can't believe I fell asleep. If anyone sees me leaving this room..." "Lidia, did we...?" She jumped up, smoothing down the creases in her wrinkled dress. "No, Alexander," she cut me off, clearly reading the panic on my face. "You were drunk, wanting to declare your love to Olivia, so I stopped you. And stupid me fell asleep." A wave of relief washed through me, but it quickly turned into embarrassment. "Oh god, Olivia," I groaned, burying my face in my hands. "What was I thinking?" Lidia sighed, her shoulders slumpi
Sitting in the garden, soaking up the sunlight, I let the warmth seep into my skin, allowing myself a rare moment of relaxation. The soft hum of bees drifted through the air, mingling with the floral perfumes that surrounded me. Out of the corner of my eye, movement on the palace's ivory walls caught my attention. My heart skipped a beat as I recognised the figure of Lidia, who was clambering down the side of the building still wearing the same dress she was yesterday. I looked up and saw Alexander standing in the window. A million questions raced through my head. Did she spend a night with Alexander? My heart ached at the thought. Why did I still feel something for him? Stop being painful. Please let my heart return to peace. I had already decided to let him go, right? He should have nothing to do with my life. That should be so. All I have wanted over the years is a peaceful life. I adjusted my feelings, taking a deep breath to calm down. "Lidia!" I said louder than I intended.
Victor's POV As I walked through the palace, the morning sun streamed through the tall windows, casting intricate patterns on the marble floor. I rounded a corner, and there she was—Olivia, standing in the hallway with a distant look in her eyes. Her face bore an expression of sorrow that twisted my heart in ways I couldn't explain. "Olivia," I called out gently, stepping closer. "Is everything alright?" She seemed startled, as if my voice had pulled her from a dark place. She quickly wiped at her eyes, forcing a weak smile. "It's nothing, Victor. Just... a moment of weakness," she murmured, already turning away from me. "But Olivia—" I began, reaching out a hand to stop her, but she was already walking down the corridor, her steps swift and determined. I stood there, watching her retreating form, a sense of foreboding tightening in my chest. Something was very wrong, and the fact that she wouldn't open up to me only made it worse. Unable to ignore the gnawing worry that gripped
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