All Chapters of The King of Caspian: Chapter 31 - Chapter 40

Chapter 30 - PrideGarrenI was as strong-willed as any male when it came to fighting and ruling a kingdom. I even held a firm grasp on my self-control when other females tried to persuade me to take them to bed for a night. Having no desire to be with anyone else when I knew I had a mate out in the world waiting for me to find her. Because I knew she would be worth the wait, worth every second it took me to find her. And I wasn't wrong; Penelope was everything I wanted and needed in this world; I knew that the first moment I laid eyes on her. It was what drove me to want to protect her at whatever cost.But with Penelope, I was as weak as a vampire was to their craving for blood. All my willpower went out the window as soon as she opened her sweet little mouth. I had fantasized about this moment time and time again, how she would taste on my tongue, how her naked flesh would feel against my calloused hands. I thought I would know what to expect when the time to claim her finally cam

Chapter 32 - HonourPenelope "I guess I'll have to restart my count for how many days it's been since you were last here, Penelope." Perseus teased as he entered my room. His onyx hair pulled back, his gray eyes sparkling with amusement. "Haha, so funny." I groaned as I adjusted myself on the bed. Due to my lack of dragon warrior fighting skills, I visited this place more often than most. And because of those frequent visits Perseus and I formed a patient-doctor friendship. It was nice to know the male who was working on me, but at the same time, I would have much rather gotten to know Perseus from a different standpoint. "You should be proud of me, Perseus. I managed to go for a whole eight hours of training today." "Ahh yes, well, as great as that is, I believe your body would say otherwise, Poppy," Perseus muttered, his voice dropping to a more serious tone as he moved his hand across my jaw. I let out a slight hiss of pain as he pushed against a fresh bruise before moving to m

Chapter 34 - Burden Penelope My body felt like it was made of bricks, each movement requiring more effort than the last. I groaned in agony, the light from the sun filling my room through the glass ceiling, basking me in all its miserably warm glory. Of course, the one time I go out drinking, the sun decides to make an appearance. I rolled across the bed, blindly brushing my hand across the top of my nightstand until I found my phone. I hardly used the thing here, only needing to use it to talk to Hilary or my parents whenever they called or wanted to video chat. They all knew I was busy, Hilary believing it was work when my parents knew the truth. It was a hard pill to swallow, the constant lying and evading of certain questions that Hilary berated me with every time we talked. I did my best to redirect the conversation back to her, which worked most times, but the guilt never gave. Instead, it only seemed to eat away at me more and more. It made me think of Reyna and her partn

Chapter 36 - FaithPenelopeThis sword weighed a ton as I forced my arms to hoist the giant piece of metal into the air. I don't know how my cousins made it look so easy to wield anytime I watched them train. Goddess above watching Mildred practically twirl the sword with a single hand was a miracle all on its own, let alone the two swords she had strapped to her waist. "You're still slouching. Push your shoulders back and straighten your spine." Mildred instructed in a bored tone as she leaned against the fence."You know-" I panted, gripping the sword in a death grip, trying to keep the handle from slipping through my sweaty palms. "-I'm starting to think you're just doing this for your own enjoyment. You haven't even tried to fight me yet." Her golden gaze locked on mine, an amused smirk forming at the corner of her mouth."Fighting you right now would be like swatting a fly. You wouldn't even last two seconds. I deserve a better challenge than that. So quit your complaining and

Chapter 38 - Death Garren *Five hundred years ago* The war between the witches and Dragons was going strong. It seemed like it was never going to end. It was even worse than we could have ever imagined. Our relationship with the witches had always been strenuous, but now our hatred toward them was set in stone.They were always after our ancient magic, trying to find ways to steal it to feed their thirst for power. However, not all the witches were as evil as the ones who first attacked us. Some I had grown to know over the years still helped us despite many refusing them, making wards to conceal our location and other types of spells to help heal the sick and wounded. Most of them were tasked with keeping the royal family and our kingdom under the radar. Their loyalties to our family and our kind never faulting in the harshest moments.But even that wasn't enough to stop the inevitable from happening. Not when our own goddess abandoned us and gave the witches all the information