All Chapters of First Dragon: Blood Ties : Chapter 61 - Chapter 70

KAL POV “Everything??? Isn't that a bit of a broad-spectrum statement Mom???!!! Are you overstating???” I chuckled and laughed at her words, but I was concerned because everything from my mother’s perspective, was exactly that. EVERYTHING!!! My mother literally knew everything given that she created the world, so what was everything that she wanted to tell me???? Anxiety and fear grappled me as I looked into her eyes, studied her face. She looked around my office, as if she were seeing it for the first time. It was always kept impeccably clean and decorated with the latest styles, although I liked to keep a thing or two from the past. Spacious windows were looking over the Los Angeles skyline and the ocean in the distance, casting a beautiful image.“It looks kind of bare here…”, she observed. Priceless art was hanging on the walls of this space, including some of the original statues made by famous creatures and human artists. I was not sure what she meant. “I assure you a lot of car

Cassius POV My mate’s smell and kiss were still driving me crazy, even after I left him… I was picturing his eyes, his gentle smile, touch of his hand, and all I could do is think of him and pine over him.. I never knew mate bond was this strong. I never realized how empty and lonely I was, how shallow my life had been before I met Leo. But also, with Marcus’ new revelation, I was concerned. Dragons – born ones, did not have to abide by the mate pull, or quite frankly any rules of our realm. Considered apex of our species, the rules did not apply to them. The only other kind that rules of mate bonds were different for were Tribrids, but they were even more unique and hard to find. Most other creatures, including dragons made, followed and were bound to follow the mate bond and all the expectations that came with it. Dragon born, had a luxury of knowing a mate bond, but having an option to follow it or not, deny it or not, without any pain or consequence if they opted not to choose the

Amelia POV The trip to see my father did not go exactly as planned. I felt as if everybody could see through me, as if everyone knew of my betrayal. After my recovery with much help from my sister-in-law, Lady Nasrin, I did manage to have a much-needed discussion with him – the main reason I wanted to see him. I recalled the prophecy – the prophecy of born dragons, born of human – twins. The prophecy also spoke of the great danger. The twins had ability to destroy our world, and everything in the process, and based on the earlier vision, I was afraid that this is exactly what was going to happen. In addition, prophecy spoke of love and the three-fold energy that would usher the time of peace, stability and finally bring balance to the species, and happiness to the realm. I did not know why but I felt that had something to do with First Dragon and his interest in two humans. Father did not seem phased or really surprised. He listened to me carefully, but somehow, I felt his eyes were

Emma POV The voice in my head and conversations with her have started becoming more frequent, almost like a regular thing – a few times a day at least. While I was initially apprehensive, I grew fond of this voice, of her advice and friendship. In all fairness, somehow through it all, she became my sounding board in the way. However, I was worried. The voice appeared after the explosion, and I did not know if I was suffering some serious medical issue – hallucinations perhaps, or was it because of the medication I was on. I was simply concerned, even though I appreciated her, I was still struggling to understand if she was real or not. Her advice was yet to be wrong. . She was encouraging, as a mother or friend, and I was starting to get very attached to her. Was I bipolar??? Did I have a split personality disorder??? And if so, how come these things did not happen until now??? I was confused, fearful and very scared. Leo was sitting across from me, reading a magazine. I decided to t

Emma POV “Different HOW?”, Leo and I asked him almost in unison. Dr. Sina was looking at us as if he said the most natural thing in the world. Firming up his glasses on the bridge of his nose and putting his pen down, he said gently “Different, my child, is not necessarily something bad. In fact, different is often a very good thing – it takes different people, different species, different things to make the world go round!!!”, he exclaimed, beaming at us again. “I understand that”, I said, my voice shaking slightly, “however, I am curious as to what do you mean WE are different??? Do you have many patients like us?” I asked, worried now somehow. “Young lady, you know that I cannot divulge patient/doctor privilege and confidentiality!”, he said, reassuring me, albeit a little sternly. “But, let me put it to you this way – you two are most definitely not my first or only cases with other self-awareness”, Dr. Sina retorted. I was looking at him like he had three heads. “Other self??? Ot