Se connecterAS NYSERA headed to Draekon's chambers in the middle of the night, her mind drifted to the little argument she had with her brother after their father had given that dishonorable order and left.Merakkai had stood his ground about defying their father, but Nysera knew better. Their father was crazy. If anything happened to Merakkai, she'd be all alone. He the only person who genuinely cared for her.After their mother had passed, Hashemii wasted no time in taking a consort few months later, who bore their stepsister, Mylah. But Mylah hated Nysera.Nysera was the adored and glorified princess that made Mylah feel unseen. Mylah cared nothing about her, and Nysera refused to let any harm come to Merakkai who did.She suddenly halted her steps and turned back. Her personal maid and a few others who had escorted her from her chambers were the only ones within her line of vision. So why did she feel like there was an extra eye watching her?But she hadn't felt wrongly. Indeed, there was
NYSERA stepped out from within the numerous scantily dressed servants, and her gaze locked on that of the Werewolf king.He was nothing like she had imagined. He looked dangerously powerful, but not in a brutish way. She had seen a couple of men with dark red hair, but only a few of them managed to perfectly balance that kind of beauty and their masculinity. Oh, he was pleasant to the eyes. Very pleasant. "Your Majesty," Merakkai's voice sounded, cutting through her thoughts. "I present to you, my sister, Princess Nysera. DragonBorn, and first of her name."The place fell silent, as they waited for Draekon's response. "Nysera..." he finally whispered, her name sounding so regal on his lips, accompanied by a courteous smile."Lovely to meet you, Your Majesty." Nysera bowed. Gradually, her fate to marry this Alpha king began to seem less horrifying. "The pleasure is mine."After that, Merakkai took Draekon's attention and engaged in conversations with him and his company, while Ny
PRINCESS NYSERA stood in front of the mirror, staring at her own pale reflection. Her lashes were wet with tears, and the tip of her nose was reddened. She was devastated.How the hell had she been so careless?Her hand slowly slid onto her flat belly, and she caressed gently, more tears brimming up her eyes.She had ruined her father's plans, and he was going to be so furious. How exactly was she going to marry Draekon when she was pregnant with another man's child?**********Flashback**********FEW MONTHS BACK -- Festival Of Embers.Nysera stared at her reflection on the mirror, observing the very exposed piece of clothing she had on. She didn't usually dress so provocatively, but her father had insisted. Today, the Alpha King of the Werewolves, and soon to be Sovereign of the DragonBorns had arrived Ignarion to grace their invitation to the Festival of Embers. Her father was playing all his cards like a desperate man. He didn't even mind pimping his young and brilliant daughter
PURE DEAFENING SILENCE.Marion had indeed tried to kill her..?Rebekah's heart fell as she slowly realized that all her theories had actually been true. They had to be true if Marion could try to kill her!!"And who was the man with her?" Amaren asked Devon."Gamma... Derrick," he answered, pliant.Tobias gasped now, unable to believe what he was hearing. That man and his father had closely worked together for years as Beta and Gamma of Blood Crescent! How could he do that to Rebekah?!Regardless of the present chaos, Amaren didn't stop there, she wanted to get everything out of Devon."You said Marion owes you. What does she owe you?"Devon groaned, trying to prove stubborn. "Be a good boy and answer me, Devon," Amaren urged, keeping her eyes locked to his.As hard as he tried, he couldn't resist her magic of compulsion. He eventually gave in."She promised to give me entrance into Iron-Vale... To kill that bastard prince!" He growled weakly, sounding like a controlled beast.Drae
DRAEKON stared at Vaelora, somehow turned on by how quick and smart she was. While they had all been here, putting up with Devon's aggravating antics, she had already thought of what to do.How didn't he even think of that? Infiltrating Devon's mind and finding the answers. 'I love you too', her voice suddenly filtered through his mindlink. They shared a look and smiled at each other."Really?" Ambrose muttered, looking between both of them in disbelief. "Right now?"How could they be flirting now of all times??!Rebekah found herself smiling. As Amaren made her way closer to the barred doors, Devon reflexly moved backward when he noticed her eyes had begun to glow red.He glared. "Don't come any closer to me." Amaren acted like she was pulling something toward herself, and a force pushed Devon's helpless figure toward her, until his face was pressed hard against the barred doors."Oh, there you are," Amaren cooed softly. It was obvious she wasn't in the physical anymore. The re
"Tobias!" Ambrose called out, trying to hold back the angry royal Beta. Meanwhile, the confused looking rogue wondered what the sudden fuss was about. Why was the bitch sobbing like he had succeeded in killing her?"That crazy bastard hurt my sister!" Tobias growled. "He assaulted her!"Hearing that, Devon raised a brow, the side of his lips equally tugging upward in a smirk.That smug expression of his made Tobias and Vaelora even angrier. All the while, Rebekah had refused to take her eyes off Devon. It was as though she had silently challenged herself to face her fears head on."Hmm... I see there a lot more between us than I can remember," Devon taunted, grinning at Rebekah who still had her eyes on him, though shivering within."Judging by how you can't seem to take your pretty eyes off me, I'd take it you enjoyed it then," Devon continued. "Let me go, Ambrose!" Tobias yelled, angrily yanking his arm out of Ambrose's hold and making for the barred doors in angry strides.Amb
VAELORA sat at the end of the table, staring daggers at Draekon as he ate his breakfast. It was Lady Reina Jaafar's last day in the House of Veylor, and Draekon had somehow managed to avoid Reina throughout her stay. Vaelora had thought of bringing up the issue at the next parliamentary meet
"HOW dare you?" Draekon growled, taking menacing steps towards Vaelora. The word 'pathetic' had echoed in his mind, stinging him like venom on an open wound. "You're lucky you're Luna." He spoke through gritted teeth. "Were it anyone else, they'd be kneeling in chains before me, for that 'l
"THE lady assumes my favourite place to be is the horse stable." Dronikos released a low grumble, making Draekon chuckle softly. "Aye...." Draekon nodded in agreement. "She doesn't know my favourite place to be is here. With you, my boy." He rubbed his palm against the jagged horns spiking
THE moment his lips touched hers, Vaelora froze. Her heart dropped. She didn't even have the time to process Draekon's action, because he was the least bit gentle. Like a lion that had waited so long for its prey, he ate her up. Roughly. Greedily. Like he was punishing her. His large







