All Chapters of The Dragon King's Chosen Bride: Chapter 451 - Chapter 460

[LYCAN'S REALM]The first thing Aniya noticed when she got to the Wuri Festival was that a lot of females had on veils just like her, with painted scars on their faces. Those with the costume scared others with it, allowing screams to make their way into the banging of the drums, ululating, and singing that filled the air. Oana was displeased with it and she quickly found the tent where the costumes and the face painting were being made. She wanted Eldrick and some guards around to bring the tent down; she wanted the tent owner to be dragged to the dungeon, but Aniya disagreed. She wasn't offended by the act. Instead, she found it hilarious that they would willingly try to be like her to scare others; it was a display of a power she held over them - to command their fear, and by imitating her, they had confirmed that, indeed, she was that powerful. “Let them have their fun,” Aniya had said. Oana had reluctantly given in to her but she led them to another tent to find their costumes

When Oana turned to her, she smiled. “She is only joking again. Let’s go.” With that, Aniya pulled her away, praying vehemently in her mind that the witch wouldn't call them back. To move Oana’s mind away from asking her any questions about what the witch had said, Aniya quickly asked her if she was enjoying her time with Eldrick. With a splitting smile, Oana talked about how this was the best Wuri Festival she had ever attended because Eldrick was there.“He is your childhood friend—”“We have known each other since we were young teenagers.” “Do you not think that he is probably just acting the way he is acting to you because you are friends.” “Friends do not press kisses to the back of each other’s hands as he does mine. Our bond is more than friendship, I’m sure of it.” Before Aniya could talk more about that, they bumped right into Eldrick who had been looking for them for a while. His brows were creased with worry and his features only softened when he saw Oana. “I was so

[LYCAN'S REALM]The claws moved swiftly on her arm, the force of the wolf pushing her down. Pain coursed through her body and a loud scream rang from the depth of Aniya's throat. She imagined the worst, while she struggled to reach for the bottle she had tucked away, wondering if pouring it on them would do any damage. She felt it wouldn't, she would drink it instead. It would be better to die that way than to be ripped apart alive; if she was lucky, maybe the poison would contaminate her blood and kill these horrible Lycans, too. However, what happened next was nothing like what she had imagined.One by one, her attackers got pulled into the darkness, their growl of agony filling the air after their disappearance, which then would be followed by a deafening silence. Quickly, the attackers turned on whosoever it was that was pulling them away and killing them. They fought the darkness until there was no one left; until they were nothing but dead wolves littering the ground. It ha

[DRAGON REALM]They had to wait a day in that cave; it was so agonizing for Alaris to just do nothing. Finally, the passage day was open and immediately they headed for where they believed Tyrek was held captive. Ny'ka had gone first, so there was a high probability that the army would believe that those who had been sent to kill them had eradicated all of them. They wouldn't be expected. While they were on their journey, they found the stranger who had declared the coming of the White King’s army. He was on the ground, dead. He must have been dead for a while and killed from a close rage, too; there was a hole in his heart, one in which a dagger would have been - Nyka’s dagger. That same dagger had made its way into his heart. He balled his fists by his sides, retaining control with the gruesome thoughts of killing her once again. Ny'ka must have taken the now dead stranger along with her to lead the way and tell her everything he knew about the presence of the White King’s arm

“Don't kill me please, I believe now. You are the Heir, you are the savior. I see it.” Ny'ka begged. They were in one of the underground rooms, away from the people of the Belarion Rebellion and those of the Cave. This was something Alaris didn't want many to know about.“Please, take my life instead and spare my daughter,” Leader Tyrek begged. He knew what crimes Nyka had committed, the Priest told him everything.“You tried to kill me,” Alaris said to Ny'ka who was still on her knees, begging, tears running down her cheeks.“It was a mistake. It won't happen again.”Alaris smiled. “It won't.”He held her wrist and pulled her up, but while he did that, he crushed her bones, and pressing his flames into her skin, he healed her, just like he had seen it happen with Nightshade and that stranger in the Castle during their escape.It was an excruciating moment for Ny'ka and it didn't help that he did it again and again and again…By the time he was done, she was back on her knees, breat