All Chapters of Area Alpha 101: Chapter 81 - Chapter 90

AZALEA'S POVInstead of getting a response, he grabbed the shampoo behind me and started getting clean. I figured he wasn’t about to answer my question then, so I joined him in actually showering. When we were done, he helped me to get dry and we walked out to find our sleepwear on my bed. It may have been afternoon outside, but the both of us didn’t care as we got into the bed.“I spent the past week working on our security systems. I’m not going to lie and say that I’ve been the easiest person to deal with, especially since everyone couldn’t understand why I was being so rough all of a sudden. I caused some panic when someone caught wind of the fact that I was the way I was because of you,” he finally said.“How so?” I asked.“People got the wrong end of the stick and assumed that my behaviour was caused by their Luna’s death. I had to assure them that you were very much alive. I dismissed them and went to go and personally find out what the hell Simoa wants with us. The reason why

AZALEA’S POVI don’t know what I expected, but the place we arrived at was absolutely beautiful. It was bright, and we ducked when an exquisite looking aqua dragon flew above us. They were everywhere and they looked like they’d come straight out of a story book.We were standing outside of a huge castle. Like the place was bigger than the Lycan castle, which on its own is huge. There were guards at the gate, but from where we were standing, we could see the beautiful gardens inside.“Wow,” I voiced my awe.“Welcome to Draxlar,” Simiyan announced.“These are the stuff human fantasies are made of,” my dad commented, looking just as awed as I was. My father and Clayton seemed to find this normal.“I know right?” I agreed.“Now, the Draxlars are very strict about interdimensional travellers. They welcome them, but you need to make your presence known in their realm, by talking to the King. That’s our first order of business,” Simiyan told us.“And are we just going to be let in?” my dad a

AZALEA'S POVBeast wasn’t burning.He wasn’t the lease bit affected by the fire, and that’s when we connected the dots. One of his powers is that he’s impervious to dragon fire. Listening to the crowds, I learnt that the dragon fire was Krostafar’s biggest asset, and without it, he was significantly weaker.I watched with pride as Beast held his own, inflicting even more damage on the already scarred dragon. The cries of agony from Krostafar fed a dark part of me; a part that I realized was connected to Clayton and Beast.They enjoyed inflicting the damage they did.When Krostafar fell and surrendered, Beast released the most ferocious growl I’ve heard from him yet. I gasped, holding onto my belly as I felt a surge of power go through me, before there was warmth radiating from my belly.We’d just become even stronger and our son knew it.He was just as proud as I was.There was silence in the arena as Beast moved towards us. Everyone watched with bated breath as Krostafar’s blood drip

ARAGON’S POVIt had been a long night of celebrations, with my daughter having declared that we were to put all talks and problems on hold and instead celebrate her mate’s reunion with his father.And because she is who she is, we all listened to her.I stood aside, watching as she danced with her mate. The celebrations were limited to us and Hunter’s selected guests, resulting in a small party of ten. Simiyan and Hugh spent most of the evening enamoured by each other, and I couldn’t help the hollow feeling the sight left me with.“Aragon, join me in my office if you don’t mind,” Hunter requested.With everyone occupied, I followed after him. “It’s been twenty-four years and I’m still not used to it.”I had an idea of what he was referring to as I accepted the drink he offered. “How do you deal with it?”He shrugged as he sat down on one of the couches. “I’m a King. The only way to deal with it is behind closed doors. Even then, I wouldn’t say I’m dealing with it. That just happens to

CLAYTON’S POVDinner had long ended, and Azalea was asleep beside me, but I couldn’t fall asleep. It was early in the morning and my mind was racing with many different thoughts. The fact that I was home, my real home, wasn’t quite helping.“Find me.”I heard my father’s voice in my head and figured going to him was better than overthinking. I gently moved from Azalea, making sure she was comfortable, before leaning down to kiss her forehead. She shuffled a little, before squeezing the life out of the pillow I’d put in her arms.She can be a weirdo.Chuckling to myself, I put on a t-shirt and the slippers I’d been given, before heading out to find my father. I was following his scent, walking down the quiet hallways, until I eventually made it outside. He was standing in the garden, looking up at the sky, something that I realized then that my mother used to do a lot of.“She’d stare up at the sky for hours on end. I once asked her why, and she said she couldn’t tell me. I guess it ha