Alexander pov"Alexander!" Lidia's frantic voice echoed through the grand hall, her footsteps hurrying towards me. Panic was clear in her movements and voice. "Victor knows. He knows everything, and he is removing you and Ethan from the kingdom!"My breath caught in my throat. "What do you mean, Lidia? What have you done?""There’s no time for explanations!" Her hands gripped my arms tightly, her fingers digging into my skin. "I need to tell you something."I took a deep breath and met Lidia’s desperate gaze. Her wide eyes were filled with a terror that made me shiver. "Tell me, Lidia. What do I need to know?"She hesitated for a moment, her lips quivering as she tried to form the words. "It's about Olivia's c—-"Before she could continue, the sound of heavy footsteps reverberated through the hallway. We both turned to see Victor striding towards us with an air of authority that made the walls seem to narrow around him. His dark eyes pierced through Lidia. "Lidia, go to your room. I w
Olivia's povEverything that was going on made my mind go crazy. I knew that Lidia had some feelings for Alexander, but I did not realise they went as deep as they did. I never expected to catch her coming out of his room. But the thing that played on my mind the most was why she was with Alexander if she was saying she was in love with Ethan. I made my way to the twins' playroom, wanting to be with them so they could calm my chaotic mind. Liam greeted me at the door with a warm smile, throwing his arms around my leg. “Mummy, I missed you so much.”“I missed you,” I said as I picked him up and walked further into the room. Where's your sister?” I scanned the room, trying to see if I could see her hiding somewhere. “We're playing a game. She's the princess, and I'm the knight who comes to save her.” he wiggled, signalling for me to put him down before he rushed off into the other room. A few seconds later, he came back and dragged his sister in by the hand. “Mummy!” Sarah yelled, ru
I tossed and turned in bed, my mind racing from everything that had happened. The room seemed unbearably hot, even with the cool night air drifting through the open window. Lydia's venomous words echoed relentlessly in my head, painting devastating images of Alexander with her. I couldn't shake the sour taste of betrayal that clung to my thoughts. Tomorrow, he would be gone forever if Victor had his way. And to make things even worse, the doctor had no answers on what could be wrong with the twins. When he came to see them, the scale-like marks were no longer there. With a frustrated sigh, I threw off the covers and sat up, running a hand through my tangled hair. The moonlight filtering through the window cast silvery shadows across the room. I glanced over at the silent form of my children, sleeping peacefully in my bed next to me. I hated letting them out of my site these days.Leaning over, I gently place a kiss on both of their heads. Liam stirred a little, his eyes fluttering op
"Victor, do you know anything more about Mother?" I asked, trying to keep my tone casual, even though my heart pounded in anticipation. He looked at me thoughtfully, his gaze seeming to pierce through memories long locked away. "Not much that would make sense without further context. Father was always protective of her mysteries. But there was something... something about the day they met." "Tell me," I prompted, urging him gently but firmly. I needed to know. Victor stood there silent for a second as if he was trying to remember every part of the story. "Father met Mother in the forest. She was... different, mysterious. Her origins were somewhat unclear, but he recognised something in her, something that made him realise she was his mate. That's what he told me." I nodded, encouraging him to continue, the tension between us thickening. "They fell in love quickly," Victor said, a wistful look crossing his face that contrasted sharply with the pain I suspected he was hiding. "But
Alexander pov Standing at the palace gates, my heart was heavy. The last thing I wanted was to leave Olivia, but I knew that I had to. If I stayed, it would only make things worse. I should have left hours ago, but I couldn't leave without seeing her, so I've just been standing here waiting in hopes that she will come to say goodbye. Ethan had chosen to leave last night. He didn't see the point in staying any longer since Victor wouldn't let him ever see Lidia again. Guilt has been eating away at me from bringing him into this and maybe wrecking his chance at love and happiness. “Alpha Alexander, we really should get going.” the coach driver called to me, snapping me out of my head. “Soon, “I said, holding up my hand as I scanned the courtyard one more time for her. Just as I was about to give up and turn around to get into the carriage, I spotted her out of the corner of my eye, walking towards me. My heart began to pound in my chest with excitement. “Olivia,” I couldn't bri
Olivia’s povMy mind was still racing from everything Victor had told me last night. I always knew that my mother was strong, but there was something about the way Victor talked about her that made it clearer. Our stories weren't so different. We had both been betrayed and run away from our homes while pregnant, and somehow, knowing these things made me feel closer to her than ever. As I made my way to the front of the palace, the thought of Alexander finally leaving today filled me with a small, guilty sense of relief. I wanted to see it with my own eyes, to make sure he was gone for good.The courtyard buzzed like it always did this time of morning. I spotted Alexander standing at the gates with his beta, Ethan. His face was unreadable, but as if he knew I was there, he lifted his head, and our eyes locked. "Olivia," his voice was quiet, almost like he was scared. It was the last time he would ever say my name again."Alexander," I replied evenly, blinking away the morning mist th
The day passed, and night started to fall. The palace was buzzing. Tonight was a blood moon. The blood-red glow of the moon seeped through my window. I tried to focus on my breathing, willing my mind to calm down. My head was pounding worse than it ever had before. I collapsed onto my bed, gripping the sheets, my teeth gritted against the pain, which came from somewhere deep within."Olivia, get a grip," I whispered to myself, but the pain was ruthless, unforgiving. Worse than anything I have ever felt before. I felt Aura stir, but her calming presence was drowned out by a new, fierce energy. "Olivia," it thundered, "I am Saphira, your dragon."The headache vanished as swiftly as it had come, replaced by a sensation I couldn't quite describe. I felt an overwhelming sense of power—raw, untamed, and ancient coursing through every inch of my body. I bolted upright, my breath ragged, trying to comprehend the impossible."Saphira?" I whispered into the dimly lit room, though I knew the wo
The next morning, I woke up. I expected my mind to be a mess, but instead, everything seemed to just fall into place. So many things that didn't make sense before now did. Last night felt like a dream, but I knew that it wasn't because I could feel my dragon Saphira inside my head.Swinging my legs over the edge of the bed, I got ready for the day before going to find Victor, needing to share the revelations from the blood moon night with him.As I reached the door to Victor's room, I hesitated. How would I explain that our world had just expanded in ways we never could have imagined? Taking a deep breath, I knocked."Vic, we need to talk."Victor opened the door, his expression one of mild curiosity. "What's up, Olivia? You look like you've seen a ghost.""More like a dragon," I muttered under my breath as I pushed past him into the room.He followed, half-amused, half-concerned. "A dragon? Seriously?"I turned to face him, locking eyes with all the seriousness I could muster. "I'm n
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
Alexanders povThe wind whispered across the battlement, carrying a chill that dug deep into my bones. I stood at the wall encircling the city, my army of loyal wolves poised silently behind me. The air was tense, suffused with the anticipation of what was to come. I contemplated the wall with an acute awareness of what lay on the other side: the city that held Olivia and Sarah.Saphira had left to go find Tinsley and inform her of what was about to happen. She had gone inside the kingdom walls to get out as many people as she could who did not want to fight for the king. We couldn't wait for her to return. We had to strike now before Olivia was forced to marry King Nicholas's son. “Get me your king!” I shouted up to the guards standing motionless atop the wall. The defiance in their silence was a simmering challenge that only stoked my resolve further.Out of the corner of my eye, a sudden flicker—a glint of deadly intent—arched toward me. Instinct and adrenaline merged, and without
Olivias povI reached my room in a flurry of motion, the urgency pounding in my veins, and slammed the door shut behind me. My heart was a relentless drumbeat, each thud a resounding reminder of what I needed to do—find Sarah, free the dragons, and somehow escape. But I was just one person amidst the turmoil."Think, Olivia. Think," I murmured to myself, pacing the confines of my chamber. Outside, the chorus of panic escalated, every scream an echo of a city on the brink of collapse. The knowledge that they were searching for Sarah and that I couldn't help gnawed at me, a relentless torment.Suddenly, the door flew open, and there stood Elijah, his emerald eyes wide with urgency. "Olivia, come on! I have to get you out of here. Alexander’s army is approaching the city walls.""No," I protested, a firm resolve anchoring me to the spot. "I can't leave without Sarah."Elijah stepped closer. Desperation was etched on his features. "It’s not safe for you. My father will use you as a pawn i