Olivia's pov“We can't trust him to be left alone with her.” Allen's voice became louder and more desperate as Victor, Alexander, and Allen spoke about what needed to be done to keep me healthy. “This was a peaceful kingdom before he came along.”I could feel the tension in the room as Allen voiced her concerns about Alexander being near me. I knew he was just trying to protect me like he has always done.Victor tried to calm Allen down, reminding him that Alexander being close to me was only temporary and as soon as they could work out what was wrong and how to stop my pain. I could sense Alexander's frustration as he stood silently, his jaw clenched tight. I reached out for his hand, needing the comfort of his touch to soothe my aching head.I watched as Allen paced back and forth, his fists clenched in frustration. Victor stood up from his chair and placed a calming hand on Allen's shoulder."Listen, I understand your concerns," Victor said soothingly. "But we have to trust Alexan
The only thing that has helped with my pain has been being close to Alexander. As much as I hate it, I am thankful to him for staying by my side all the time. We walked through the palace halls, Alexander walking a few steps behind me as we made our way to the front of the palace, where Victor and the others were waiting for us so we could go to the funeral for the murdered maid. Victor had told me that he didn't think it was a good idea for me to go, but I had convinced him that it would be worse if I didn't. As we approach the spot where I was attacked, a sudden scent hits my nose. Rosemary. I stopped dead in my tracks, and I closed my eyes, letting my mind go back to that day.I heard footsteps approaching from behind, and Aura growled, telling me she sensed danger. I turn around just as someone lunges at me. I fight back with all I have. Something falls to the ground, making my attacker try to grab whatever it is as they do. I reach for the mask that they are wearing to rip it f
Olivia's POVAll the pack members had come to the funeral to pay their respects. We took our seats at the front of the ceremony. As the service continued, I started to feel a wave of dizziness wash over me. I tried to ignore it at first, but it only grew worse as time went on. Alexander must have noticed my discomfort because he leaned in and whispered, "Are you feeling okay, Fay?"I shook my head slightly, trying to brush off his concern. "I'm fine," I murmured back, forcing a weak smile. I didn't want the poor maid's funeral to be turned into something about me, even if she did have something to do with the attempted poisoning of Lidia. Something told me that there was something more to it.But as the dizziness continued to get worse, I knew I needed to get out of there and get some fresh air. I stood up, causing a few heads to turn in my direction. Alexander quickly followed suit and guided me outside.As we stepped out of the building, the cool night air hit me like a refreshing w
I stepped down from the carriage, rushing towards the man, ignoring Alexander's calls from behind me. "Move! Get out of the way!" I shouted at the pack members blocking my path, pushing past them with determination. I could feel Alexander's presence behind me, trying to catch up and stop me, but I couldn't let anything stand in my way of helping this man.As I knelt down next to him, I could see the fear and pain in his eyes. His breathing was laboured, and his hands were trembling. I reached out a hand to gently touch his shoulder, offering what little comfort I could in that moment."Stay with me," I whispered softly, trying to reassure him.Victor's voice echoed through the town centre. "Fay, what are you doing?"I glanced over my shoulder briefly, meeting Alexander's worried eyes, before turning my attention back to the man in front of me. "He needs help," I said simply, my focus unwavering.With gentle hands, I inspected the wound on his head, assessing the severity of his injuri
Alexander's POVI followed behind Fay, something I had gotten used to doing lately, as we made our way to her room. She was tense, her body language rigid as she walked ahead of me. When we reached her room, she didn't even spare me a glance before storming off into the bathroom and slamming the door behind her. I understood why she was mad because what Victor had said to her was out of line, but he also made a point that she shouldn't have rushed off to help that man like she did. A smile played on my lips as I thought back to how amazing she was today helping that man. It reminded me so much of something Olivia would have done.I stood there for a moment, unsure of what to do next. Eventually, curiosity got the better of me, and I decided to take in my surroundings. Fay's room was cosy and inviting, with soft colours and warm lighting. It was strange how much she reminded me of Olivia. Even the scent in her room reminded me of her.I wandered over to her bed and sat down, running a
Olivia's povI stayed in my room, not wanting to go out and face anyone, my head throbbing with pain, but I did my best to ignore it because I didn't want to be around Alexander. But as I was reading a book about healing, trying to distract myself from the chaos going on inside my head, there was a knock on my door.I hesitated for a moment before getting up to answer it, not wanting to see who it was. But when I opened the door, I saw one of the pack guards standing there, his expression grave. Behind him, leaning against the doorframe with his arms crossed, was Alexander."What is it?" I asked the guard, trying to keep my voice steady.The guard cleared his throat nervously before speaking. "Princess Fay, it's Alpha Victor. He was injured when rogues came onto our land."My heart clenched at the news of my brother being hurt. Panic surged through me. “Take me to him”, I ordered.The guard nodded and motioned for me to follow him. I didn't spare a glance at Alexander as I hurried out
Alexanders povStanding back in the village, I watched as Fay greeted everyone with a smile, her kind eyes showing genuine concern for each pack member. They all thanked her profusely for helping the man the other day, and she took her time listening to their worries and offering comforting words. It reminded me so much of how Olivia used to be as my Luna.As I observed from a distance, Fay made her way over to me with a strawberry in hand. She popped it into her mouth and let out a contented sigh before saying, "God, these strawberries are the best I have ever eaten. And I've eaten a lot of them because they're my favourite."I couldn't help but smile at her. She always found pleasure in the simple things. My wolf nudged at me in my mind, reminding me that Olivia's favourite fruit had always been strawberries.As we walked along the street, I couldn't shake the feeling that Fay and Olivia were so similar in their love for strawberries. It was uncanny.Suddenly, a pack member came rus
Olivia POVI stood there looking at the man sitting in front of us, my heart pounding with feral, but before I could do anything, the guards came rushing around the corner. "Princess Fay, are you okay?" one of them asked me. I nodded my head, just watching them as they grabbed the man and dragged him away.We rushed back to the palace. Not wanting to waste any time, I wanted answers from this man for many reasons. It wasn't just the smell of rosemary that made me think he was the person that attacked me. It was also his voice. I remembered his voice from the night I escaped death.As we entered the palace, Allen rushed to my side and asked me if I was okay. I assured him that I was fine, but he turned to Alexander with anger radiating from his every pore."Are you behind all of this?" Allen growled at Alexander, his eyes blazing with fury.Alexander's expression softened as he shook his head in disbelief. "No, Allen. I had no idea that one of my guards was here in the kingdom. The onl
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