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"Nothing happened?" Sussane exclaimed in disbelief. "I refuse to believe that with the dress I chose for you. Nothing happened but dinner!" Liliana declared. "You must think us to be idiots if you think we are going to believe that," Clara told. "Believe me, girls! The place was amazing, the food was amazing and we danced. That's it." Iris tried to make them believe it. "O so we are supposed to believe that you guys returned after midnight without even a kiss?" Sussane asked. "She does think of us as idiots," Liliana declared. "Guys!" Iris helplessly exclaimed, but these girls were stubborn. And they might've made Iris produce the whole truth if a servant hadn't interrupted them. "Apologies for the disturbance but, Alpha has requested a private audience with Lady Hanson." That announcement made all four girls' eyes pop. Sussane's attitude changed in a blink as she excitedly repeated "Ooh! Private audience!" "And she says nothing happened!" said Clara, then asked Iris, "If noth
Knock! Knock! Lady Marie sat knitting in her room as she heard Dom knock softly on her door. She put away her knitting materials and allowed Dom to enter. She smiled instantly at the sight of her Grandson, who looked a lot like his father. Lady Marie tapped the place next to her on the comfortable divan she was sitting on and Dom smiled at his grandmother and sat beside her. In his heart, he knew some serious words were going to be exchanged because Lady Marie occasionally asked him to sit close and it had always been on important matters, especially the ones that involved him personally with the Dargon family. "Hey, Nana! I see you have started knitting again." He tried to start the conversation when she had sat silently for five minutes. "That! Oh yes, yes. For my great-grandchildren." She hinted at the topic of conversation, to which Dom awkwardly nodded. Lady Marie then looked directly at him and asked softly, "Do you know why I have called you here today, Alfonso?" She used hi
"So, what is your idea of a perfect proposal?" Since brunch time, when Clara asked Iris to have a heart-to-heart with her, she'd had so many crying and laughing sessions and Clara had turned out to be the elder sister that Iris never had. She had opened up to someone finally and spoke about her fears and troubles and everything that had burdened her for so long. After some good periods of stress release and outbursts of emotions of all sorts, the conversation had randomly turned this way and Iris found herself imagining if she ever had a chance to get proposed. What would she prefer to be 'The dream' or 'Ideal proposal'? Her answers revolved around something intimate yet classy, something memorable and close to the heart yet like nothing ever before. The conversation soon turned to other unimportant and silly topics that did the job of cheering her up. There were tons of things Iris needed to get off of her chest and Clara had materialized at the perfect time to become the trustee I
"I want to see Y, today!" declared a very determined Iris to her astonished mate. Yesterday had been a very long day. And the night seemed longer. But when Iris woke up the next morning, she felt cocooned in a fresh warm feeling. The feeling of walking on clouds and being accepted, having a family and a place to call home, knowing you are loved and can finally look ahead at the future and plan for it. It was an exhilarating set of emotions and Iris felt high on them. It was like a thousand light bulbs were turned on simultaneously and chased the darkness away from her. The events of the past night were still fresh in her mind. She wasn't sure if she'd ever be able to forget. Iris remembered feeling tense and like having to carry the weight of the world on her shoulders, but then Dom had taken it all away. He had given her privacy and intimacy and a magical night. The proposal was so natural and heartfelt that it made her cry then and there. Later, Dom told her about announcing the e
Dom found his mate curled up into a small sobbing ball in the corner of the very tunnel he didn't want her to go near. But instead of entering, she collapsed on the corner before letting out all her emotions. He slowly approached her to avoid startling her. Within safe distance, he slowly called out to her. Calling her name softly to get her attention and when he did, her reaction shocked him and made him even angrier at the starving werewolf he had left in the cell. Iris looked at who had followed her and seeing it was Dom she screamed at him to 'Stay away!' Her reaction confused him. Why won't she let him help her and calm her down? Didn't she want to get out of the stinking dungeons? Why wasn't she allowing him, her mate, and her fiancé to aid her? But he was a persistent man and he needed his mate to be safe and mentally healthy. He needed to know if she would be alright or if a serious psychiatrist's help was required. So he got closer to her, to which she reacted by scooting a
"I was bitten by a werewolf!" Iris confessed. Confused, Dom asked, "Wait. So how are you alive? Werewolf bites are lethal. The venom is fatal, even in the tiniest amount." Iris smiled at him sadly, Iris smiled at him sadly, "Everything in nature has an antidote, Dom. Nothing is made without its counter." "So what is a wolf's bite's counter? How was a wolf born inside you? I have never seen or heard of anything of this sort in my entire life of two millennia!" Dom asked curiously. "You are double my age?" Iris exclaimed. Dom gave her an exasperated look, "That is what you gathered?" Dom gave her an exasperated look. She gave a breath of an almost laugh and Dom's eyes softened. "I am glad you are feeling better." Iris looked down, almost guiltily. Dom quickly made her look up with a tender finger pushing her chin up to meet his eyes. "Hey! It's okay. Your reaction was justified. Given what you have been through, no one is going to blame you. Stop feeling bad about anything. I am h
Iris couldn't breathe. This difficulty with breathing was the thing that woke her up. She felt like a huge weight had been put to pressurize her chest and inhibit her breathing. It was too much and she was suffocating. She opened her eyes to the glistening skin of a man in morning sunlight filtering through the wall-sized glass window. That is when the familiar intoxicating scent hit her. Yesterday's events that led her to sleep in Dom's bed, wrapped in his arms, ran through her head. After everything that happened, it was the current circumstances that made heat rise to her cheeks. That is when she realized it was his buff arm wrapped around her that was making it hard for her to breathe. For a second, till realization, the view was so naughtily mesmerizing, that she forgot to breathe and fantasized about waking up to this scenery every day. She tried to move his arm or at least shift a bit so she could breathe. She decided to lie in bed, enveloped in her mate's scent and strong pr
Iris found herself holding a fancy golden card that a pretty little girl of possibly ten had randomly given her. It read, 'Noon, today, East wing gates. Wear something comfortable. Don't be late!' '~Only Yours, Dom.' And that is how Iris found herself wearing a lovely light green flowy silk dress with palm trees printed on it, a low-cut neckline, and off-shoulder bows. She matched a pair of comfortable green sandals that complemented her sea-green nail polish. She wore tear-drop earrings and tied her hair in a loose comfortable braid that barely made it to her shoulders because of the new haircut she had had before her engagement. She stood waiting before twelve sharp at the assigned gate proudly showing off her shining engagement ring and some natural makeup that focused the gaze of observers on her plump lips. Cue exact noon and a Lamborghini Huracán stopped right in front of her and the driver's window rolled down to reveal her gorgeous mate, in a beach shirt with the upper few
Hello, my beautiful escapists who kept up with my shenanigans throughout the ups and downs of this book. First things first, I love you all. I feel so lucky to have found this platform and through this all of you. I love the comments and I hope you weren't bored with my author notes. Multiple TV shows, novels, and movies came together in my head every night, and I created Iris. Through her I created Dominic and you guys know the rest. I have two news to share with yall. The first one is about this book. I am delighted and proud to tell you guys that 'Under the Dragon's Protection' is available on A****n Kindle. I have ordered my author's copy of the paperback for this book. Unfortunately, for some unknown reason, A****n is unable to ship to Pakistan to my remote location in the middle of Thal, the second largest desert in my country. So, I have sought the help of an abroad friend to get it for me and then send it to me by post. The whole procedure will take more than a couple of
Marie had wanted to be the first one to see the Sun on the first day of the year. She had convinced her parents to fly her to the East coast of Japan to stand on the highest point and catch the first rays of the first Sun of the year. They had reached there a day earlier, and Marie was determined to stay awake the whole night, countdown to midnight, and then watch the sunrise before sleeping. Iris was sure she wouldn't make it past ten, but she still promised her daughter not to force her bedtime and in case she does fall asleep, to wake her up before midnight and sunrise. * Dom walked from behind Iris, who was leaning slightly on the balcony railing deep in thought, the mug of tea brewed from local Japanese herbs forgotten in her hands. "Penny for your thoughts, Little Wolf?" Dom whispered close to her ear and took pleasure as her body reacted to his voice. Iris turned around slightly, placing the mug on the nearby table as Dom placed his hands on the railing behind her, envelo
"Daddy, watch out!" But before Dom could duck, a ball of snow flew into his face and then Iris' laugh rang through the chilly morning. "My turn!" Dom laughed louder wiping his face and threatening, "Now, watch out!" He threw the two balls of snow in his big hands, one at each of his girls. Purposefully missing his daughter, making her sweet laugh ring in the crisp morning air. "Mommy, I need more!" Little Marie called out, making Iris temporarily lose concentration and head towards her daughter to create a bunch of little snowballs for her to throw. That's when Dom sneaked behind his wife and masterfully pulled back her neckline to drop a handful of ice down her back, making her shriek and run inside, "Dom! You'll pay for this." "You wanna make snow angels?" Dom offered his daughter who still stood bewildered at what had happened and why had mommy suddenly stopped helping her make more snowballs. She nodded enthusiastically and laid on the snow as Dom joined her and the two str
"Dom, she is too young for this. Wait a few more years." Iris laughed as she read a book and kept watch on baby Marie while her father was doing things nobody expected him to. Ever since the war had been won and peace had been settled. Dominic and Iris chose a secluded place untouched by war or any bad memories, a small cottage beside a private white beach in Brazil, to raise their daughter. Of course, there were times when they had to fly or teleport to a meeting halfway across the world when Freddie or Nora needed them to be present. The Alpha King and Queen could simply not vanish with the little princess. The secret perfectly up-to-date with technology and the magic, basement of the cottage was an example of how Dom and Iris were working from home while giving Marie the childhood that neither of them had. They had settled into this new routine of mundane chores which meant everything to the couple who had seen and suffered so much in their millennia-long lives. Dom had changed
[The semi-smut scene of the patch-up in the cave.] This was the first time a man had looked at her with this hunger and not to harm her but with a need to love her. That was all the motivation either of them needed because they didn't know who began it but with another loud thunder, they were on each other. More like Dom was hoisting Iris by her thighs as she had jumped on him and wrapped her legs around his torso. The patch-up makeout was intense as they kissed each other wanting to drown in the other. Their tongues danced to the wild rhythms of their hearts as their combined shadow danced with fire on the cave walls on the music of the magical storm that was raging outside. Once their lips were kiss-swollen and their lungs could not take the lack of oxygen anymore, they unwillingly separated. But Dom had had enough of staying away and the factors that were trying to pull them apart, so he headed for an attack of kisses and nibbles on her neck making it hard for her to control her
[Dom's dream from the Med-Bay bed after getting rescued from Y's Island and recovering.] Dom outlined the edge of her black lace panties with his teeth as Iris couldn't help but squirm under his ministrations, making Dom stop and look up from his position between her legs and say in his deep sensual voice, "Little wolf, if you don't stay place, these lace panties are not going anywhere tonight!" Iris looked at him doubtfully, "You don't mean that!" Dom sat up straight, revealing his tanned chest that flowed down to his smooth torso ornamented by rigid eight-pack abs and that sexy v-line that made Iris drool. "Try me!" He challenged and Iris was quick to give in, not only because she knew he would do as he said but also because she was too eager to avoid delay. She wanted him and she wanted him soon, so she huffed making her naked breasts jiggle. "Fine!" Dom's bulge in his trousers got more obvious at the show of her hot body lying almost naked on his bed waiting for him to do
Implied Smut. The salty water washed its foam around their feet as their eyes gazed at the mesmerizing sunset. After an exquisite lunch, Iris found herself being led out of the house by Dom and towards the beach. The weather wasn't particularly sunny, but it was perfectly cloudy enough to walk in the not-so-hot sand barefoot and roam around without sunglasses or hats. The salty sea wind blew through their hair and clothes, and Iris felt a sense of euphoria she had always yearned for. Dom couldn't help himself but keep his eyes fixated on his mate. Lady luck had smiled on him, and he couldn't be more grateful. He wanted to provide her with everything she had been missing for centuries. They kept walking silently on the beach, savoring each other's company and the gorgeous beach around them. No exchange of words was needed. Somewhere along the walk, Dom's hand found Iris subtly. She didn't pull it away, relishing in the little skin-on-skin contact they were allowed before the rituals
It is said that there are two parts of war. The battlefield and the aftermath. The battle was won. The cost came in the aftermath. Dom along with his family and those of the deceased was the first one to enter the Shifter Cemetery. It was the huge ground where all the shifters who lost their lives to Y's madness were buried after the war. Those who had been recognizable had tombstones, the rest got collective plates with lists of names of those lost in war. There was an empty grave for the innocent Isabella, about whose whereabouts no one had any idea. But Freddie deserved a place to mourn, and Isabella deserved to be remembered like the rest of the innocent victims. Liliana's body had been recovered, but it would've been unfair to all those who died fighting Waai if she had been buried in their ranks. So Dom had placed her in the backyard of his private mansion, where only the close family would be able to visit and remember. Iris still hadn't been able to entirely move past the
[Warning: This chapter contains an account of childbirth. Readers are advised to proceed with caution.] Dominic walked haphazardly through the emergency field hospital that had been set up by the witches to help the wounded in the war. "We need more people, just give the order and the women can come to aid." Nathaniel was trying to keep up with Dom's pace and convince him. "I cannot allow them to be on the battlefield when I promised their men that their women, children, and elderly would be safe at all costs." Dom looked around at his people, some lying motionless on the makeshift cots with missing limbs, some lying on the ground groaning because there was nowhere else to go, awaiting medical and magical help. "I am not asking you to order them to be here or break your promise. Just give the women a choice. Let the ones who volunteer come and help us get these brave people back on their feet. The war isn't over just because Waai is dead." Nathanial was persistent. Dom suddenly st