All Chapters of Dragon King's Human Mate: Chapter 71 - Chapter 80

James - POV It has been three years since Ella and I broke up, but the pain of her choosing her dragon mate, Darcus, over me still lingers. As an orphan and the last prince of my clan, who was killed by the witches and Warlocks, I find it difficult to fill the void in my life. No clan accepted me to stay in the realm because of my powers, which could disrupt their realm. So, I created my community, Hope, where rogue witches and warlocks find shelter homes and pledge loyalty to me as their clan head. Though I have everything I need, I still miss a lover or mate. I have tried to move on from Ella by meeting other women, but it always ends in disappointment. They either want me for my powers or just for a one-night stand. On the other hand, Ella loved and cared for me, and it is hard to forget that. Despite all this, I am happy for Ella and that Darcus is taking good care of her. However, I try to avoid her as much as possible because seeing her reminds me of when we were happy togethe

James - POV It has been a frustrating week. Despite several rounds of interviews, none of the candidates met the qualifications for the associate position. My mind wandered to when I first met Alice, with her soft skin, sharp features, and curly golden locks. I scowled at my own thoughts, feeling frustrated. A snort escaped my lips involuntarily, catching the attention of my colleague, Dave. "What's the matter?" he asked skeptically. "Nothing," I replied dismissively. "Why are you here? Didn't you hate being in the human realm?" Dave chuckled awkwardly, holding out a shiny envelope. "I thought you'd want to see this." As soon as I saw the letter from Ella, my heart began racing. It was an invitation to a dragon festival, and she asked for my forgiveness and about my health. I skimmed through the letter and folded it back into the envelope, tucking it away with the rest of the letters from Ella and Darcus. "Are you going?" Dave asked. I glared at him, not wanting to discuss my p

Alice - POV When I saw his toned body, I couldn't say anything. James smirked at me as he caught my gaze lingering on him, and I blushed with embarrassment. Thank goodness he put on a t-shirt, or I would have been drooling like a teenager for a few minutes. "You had something to tell me," he said, and I handed him the last case so he could sign it and we could send it to court. Suddenly, a tremor of light came towards the window. Before I could understand what was happening, James's hand encircled my waist and pulled me out of the way. A large impact of fire magic hit the walls, creating an enormous gap. "What's happening?" I muttered as James bounced back onto his feet and summoned a magic barrier. I watched as waves of various colored magic spears were hurled at us, but they didn't invade the barrier, and I sighed in relief when the spears stopped at once. "Are you alright?" James came to me with a concerned gaze, and it surprised me that his steely gaze could also reflect other

Alice - POV I could feel the gaze of everyone in this realm fixed upon me, and I couldn't blame them. This place was teeming with renegade warlocks and witches, and encountering dragon shifters was probably a rare sight. After we entered the grand mansion, Varina motioned for me to sit on the plush couch. With a snap of her fingers, a teapot and cup materialized out of thin air. I lifted the cup, which was levitating in front of me. I savored the aroma of chamomile tea that Varina had just poured into it. As I sipped the tea, I felt my nerves gradually ease. Varina scrutinized me with a concerned expression, and I met her gaze. "I'm sorry to be a bother," I murmured quietly. "You're not a bother at all," she replied, smiling to put me at ease. Perhaps she sensed my introverted nature and the awkwardness around strangers. "I heard from my husband that Prince James is your mate," she said, pausing as she observed me fidgeting with the cup handle and avoiding eye contact. "Varina,

Alice - POV "James, did you also come here for coffee?" I inquired, hoping to start a conversation with him. He turned his gaze toward me, and I could see the intensity in his eyes as he nodded in response. "I'll get you a coffee," I offered, before noticing that James was on a call. As I waited for him, I observed that he was attracting attention from women passing by. He seemed oblivious to their attention, lost in his conversation. Once he finished his call, I handed James his coffee, and he took a sip while staring at me. "Who was that guy?" he asked, his tone stern. "Terry, a friend I recently met," I responded calmly. "Let's head to the office; we're already late," he said gruffly. I nodded, and we crossed the street to the office building. The elevator ride was uncomfortably quiet, and I could sense our tension. When we arrived at the office, I immersed myself in a case involving a woman named Sora, who was experiencing domestic violence. Her situation hit close to home, r