Olivia's POV A week has passed since Alexander's heartfelt proposal, and I couldn't be happier. The twins have loved every second of having Alexander around, and seeing them happy has made my heart fuller. But I still need to tell him about being a hybrid. I've been trying to figure out how to do it. The thought of revealing it to him scares me. What if he sees me differently? What if he can't accept our children and me for what we truly are? I shake off the fears and remind myself that honesty is key to our relationship's success, and I wanted this to work so there couldn't be any secrets between us. The sun dapples the garden with patches of light, and the twins' laughter echoes around us as they play chase with Alexander. Watching them try to tackle Alexander to the ground brings a smile to my face. I'm amazed at just how fast he fits into being a dad and how they have taken to him. “Catch me!” Liam yells as he runs past Alexander, and Sarah clings to his leg. Alexander's lau
Olivia's POV Once Sarah has calmed down, I realise the urgency of the moment. Alexander needs answers, and I have to provide them. I whisper softly to Sarah, “Go inside with Liam, sweetheart. The maid will take care of you.” Her tear-streaked face looks up at me, still unsure but trusting. I wave at our maid, who quickly ushers the children inside. As the door closes behind them, a heavy silence lingers in the air. My heart pounds so hard that I wonder if Alexander could hear it, too. This is it. There’s no going back. “Alexander,” I begin, my throat dry and my voice shaky. “I... I’m a hybrid. And so are the children. We're half-wolf and half-dragon.” For a moment, he just stares at me, his eyes filled with confusion and disbelief. I could almost see his mind working, trying to make sense of what he just witnessed and what I just confessed. “I... I didn’t know,” Alexander finally says, his voice hushed and thick with emotion. “You’re a hybrid... a wolf and a dragon? How is that e
Alexander's POV I was shocked by what she said to me, but it didn't scare me or make me see her differently; if anything, it made me see her as stronger. It was a lot to take in. I had always believed that dragons were just things in bedtime stories, not real, and if I hadn't seen Sarah breathe fire with my own eyes, I never would have believed it. Olivia led me to the library. I told her that I needed to know everything that she knew so I could help her and the children with this. “These were my mother's,” she explained as she pointed to diaries sitting on the desk in the library. Her voice tinged with both reverence and sorrow. “She documented everything about her life, from meeting my father to understanding her dragon heritage.” Watching her trace the worn cover of one diary with delicate fingers, I felt an overwhelming sense of awe. Olivia, this incredible woman who carried the weight of two worlds on her shoulders, is now opening up her past to me. She began to speak, weav
Olivia's POV In the days that followed, the twins and their new abilities pushed us to our limits. I had time to get used to the fact that our children were different, but poor Alexander was thrown right into it. He did amazing when he wasn't with the children. He was reading books, trying to learn as much as he could, not just for himself but for us. We stopped having anyone but ourselves look after the twins, and we couldn't risk others finding out about them and my secrets. Some days were normal, and we didn't have many problems besides from, and we didn't have many problems besides the usual toddler chaos and the scales that would appear on them. But other days, well, they were a test of everything Alexander and I thought we knew. One morning, as the children played in the living room, Sarah accidentally set one of her dolls ablaze. I rushed over quickly, putting it out, something that had been happening more often. "Sarah, sweetie, you need to control your breaths," I said ge
Olivia's POV The days turned into a blur of sleepless nights and anxious mornings, where every moment felt like a ticking bomb ready to explode with the twins' next unpredictable outburst. But amidst the chaos, a fragile sense of routine began to form, stitching together the threads of our new, complicated life. One afternoon, the sun shone with an almost mocking brightness, its cheerful rays at odds with the worry and fear inside. The twins were playing in the garden. Their giggles filled the air as they ran around chasing one another. Alexander had gone off to do something, leaving me alone with my thoughts as I watched over the children. "Catch me if you can!" Sarah's voice rang out, her laughter dancing on the wind. Liam, not one to be outdone, sprinted after her, his tiny legs moving as quickly as they could. “I’ll get you!” I smiled, feeling a rare moment of peace settle over me. These snippets of normalcy were precious. I leaned back into the wooden bench, trying to savou
King Nicholas's POV Moonlight slithered through the narrow, arched windows of my throne room, casting the cold stone walls in a sinister, silvery sheen. I leaned back on my throne, a wave of unease tightening its grip around my heart. It had been years since I felt something of this magnitude, a dark premonition that whispered of power and peril. The death and birth of dragons were as predictable to me as the cycles of the moon. Yet tonight, something extraordinarily vile had stirred. My gaze fell on the intricate crystal ball perched on a pedestal beside me, its surface shimmering malevolently. It held the presence of a new dragon. The vision held me in a thrall of dark fascination. Gradually, a figure began to coalesce within its depths—a young woman with blonde hair and features hauntingly familiar. I inhaled sharply. She was the spitting image of Everly. "Impossible," I hissed into the cold emptiness of the room, my voice echoing off the high stone walls like a malevolent spiri
Alexander's POVThe rhythm of my heartbeat quickened as I made the final touches to the ring I had been crafting for Olivia. I had kept this project a closely guarded secret, sneaking away whenever time allowed. The ring wasn’t just a piece of jewellery; it was a symbol of everything we had been through and the love that we had endured despite all odds.As sunlight streamed in through the workshop’s tiny window, I held up the ring to inspect it under the golden light. It glinted, capturing the morning rays. The band was delicate yet strong, a precise representation of our bond. I could only hope it would meet her expectations.Today was Olivia's birthday, and I couldn't wait to present it to her. The day we first met felt like a lifetime ago, and yet every memory was vivid. Every touch, every shared glance had led us to this moment. I wiped the sweat from my forehead, feeling a mixture of nervousness and excitement.Taking one last look at the ring, I carefully placed it into a small
Olivia's POVThe warmth of Alexander's body against mine enveloped me, making the world fade away until it was just the two of us. Tears of joy mingled with the intoxicating scent of blooming roses. For a moment, everything was perfect—more than I could have ever dreamed, all the fears and worries that I had left me completely.His strong arms only tightened around me as if he were afraid I might disappear. "Olivia," he whispered, his breath tickling my ear, "Happy birthday."I pulled back slightly to meet his gaze, our foreheads almost touching. "Thank you," I said, cupping his face. "This means everything to me. You mean everything to me."Alexander's eyes softened, a slow smile curling his lips. "I wanted this to be special because you deserve the world and more."He hadn't just handed me a ring—he had given me a piece of his soul, a testament to the love we'd shared and the future we were promised. Words felt insufficient, yet they tumbled out anyway. "It's perfect... you're perfe
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
Victor’s PovThe harsh chill of the dawning day crept through the forest as our army settled in the shadows of the Dragon Kingdom. Our journey had been gruelling, each step laden with the weight of expectation and desperation. We had pushed ourselves to the very edge, and now, waiting on the border, the tension crackled like static in the air around us. I was restless, every fibre of my being reaching out, praying for Alexander's swift arrival.I couldn’t shake the image of Olivia and Sarah from my mind. The need to bring them back consumed me with a fire that could scorch the earth beneath my feet. My sister was strong—tougher than anyone I knew—but I also knew the storm she was caught in. And then there was Sarah, innocent and pure, needing protection in a world full of shadows and claws.My thoughts were interrupted when a scream echoed from the periphery of our camp. "Dragon!"I spun around, senses snapping to attention, the word needle-sharp on my consciousness. The men around me
Olivias povI should go back to my room and return to the role of the compliant captive they expected me to play. But something deeper pulled me, a shimmering thread of fate weaving through the subterranean labyrinth beneath the palace. My steps were quiet as I ventured deeper into the cool embrace of the tunnels, the echo of my footsteps a constant reminder of the possible dangers ahead.The tunnels were a refuge, a secretive network that whispered tales of long-forgotten secrets. I navigated through the shadows, an innate guide leading me further into the depths. My gut twisted with hesitation, but I could not ignore the growing vibration in the air, a song of urgency beckoning me.Just as I considered turning back, a sound floated through the darkness, hushed but unmistakable. The distant clang of metal, a rhythmic symphony that drew me towards it despite every nerve screaming for caution.I crept forward, each step pulling me closer to the source until a thin line of light pierced
Alexander povI stood frozen, every nerve on edge, as the dragon's words settled into my consciousness. "Olivia... sent you?" I asked, my voice rough from disbelief and residual anger. The fire of my power still simmered beneath the surface, a silent reminder of what I could unleash if deceived."Yes," the dragon replied, its voice gentle yet resonant, carrying an undeniable aura of truth. "She needs your help. Nicholas plans to wed her to Elijah. This union will strengthen its hold on the lands and unleash chaos if not prevented. You must hurry."The weight of the revelation sank deep into my bones. Olivia, trapped in a web of political alliances, her freedom and the lives of those we both held dear hung in the balance. My insides churned with urgency and something more profound: fear."What about Sarah?" The question slipped from my lips, underpinned by the kind of desperation that only the thought of losing one's child could elicit.The dragon dipped its head, eyes filled with a pe
Alexanders povThe first thing I was aware of was the cold, hard earth beneath me. My eyelids felt like lead as I slowly opened them. Everything swam in and out of focus, but I could make out a figure cloaked in shadow standing a few feet away. The witch. Memories, jagged and disjointed, crashed through my mind—an explosion of light, the sheer force of something ancient rushing through my veins, then nothing."What happened?" My voice was hoarse, a whisper against the silent forest."You unlocked the power that is rightfully yours," the witch said, stepping closer, her voice steady with an ominous edge.I pushed myself into a sitting position, feeling the shift within me, the power thrumming with an intoxicating pulse. "I thought you betrayed me," I admitted, confusion lacing my words.The witch moved with grace, retrieving a flask of water from her side. She knelt next to me, offering it. "Trust is earned, Alexander," she murmured, watching as I gulped down the offering. The water wa