Alexander’s POV
The safety meeting dragged way past midnight. Everyone had an opinion about easing the rules between Eradrakor and the North Kingdom, but no one wanted to give up too much. It felt like we were going in circles forever before we finally settled on something.By the time I crawled into bed, Mira was already asleep. Dorrin and I slipped under the covers, wrapping around her from both sides.Before dawn, I pressed a kiss to her cheek.“My queen, time for our date.”She groaned and rolled over, keeping her eyes shut.“Isn’t a date usually dinner? Why do we have to get up before the sun?”I nudged her. “Wake up, love.”She sat up slowly, rubbing her eyes, hair a mess, face so damn cute.“To see the sunrise,” I told her. “You won’t regret it. Pants and comfy shoes—we’ll be walking a lot.”She paused, then dragged herself to the closet. Pulled on burnt-orange pants, a matching top, and boots. StMira’s POVThe fire in the cottage crackled softly. The weather was not so cold outside, but fire was adding mysterious and romantic atmosphere and getting our clothes dry. We were both stark naked, and I shivered, not from cold but from the way Alexander held the silk scarf in his hand, winding it through his fingers like a secret he was about to unwrap.When he stepped close, nothing separated us—just fire, silk, and two racing hearts.“Do you trust me?” His voice was velvet, low and dangerous. My breath hitched. “Always.”He sat on the bed and motioned me to come. I obeyed without any hesitation.In a heartbeat, he caught my wrists and lifted them above my head, the silk binding me to the carved wooden bedpost. The knot wasn’t tight, but the helplessness made heat pool low in my stomach.“You’re perfect like this,” he murmured, brushing his lips beneath my ear, the scarf trailing down my skin. “Even silk knows i
Alexander’s POVThe safety meeting dragged way past midnight. Everyone had an opinion about easing the rules between Eradrakor and the North Kingdom, but no one wanted to give up too much. It felt like we were going in circles forever before we finally settled on something.By the time I crawled into bed, Mira was already asleep. Dorrin and I slipped under the covers, wrapping around her from both sides.Before dawn, I pressed a kiss to her cheek.“My queen, time for our date.”She groaned and rolled over, keeping her eyes shut.“Isn’t a date usually dinner? Why do we have to get up before the sun?”I nudged her. “Wake up, love.”She sat up slowly, rubbing her eyes, hair a mess, face so damn cute.“To see the sunrise,” I told her. “You won’t regret it. Pants and comfy shoes—we’ll be walking a lot.”She paused, then dragged herself to the closet. Pulled on burnt-orange pants, a matching top, and boots. St
Mira’s POV Straight after breakfast, I was in my study, surrounded by my advisors—who also happened to be my best friends—with the taste of divine blood still on my tongue and my panties still damped. “So, in this way, we would decrease the cost by twenty percent, and it will help us hire more teachers,” Katria’s melodic voice pulled me out of my thoughts. She was finishing her report on improvements to the education system. I blushed. It was embarrassing for the future queen to be thinking about smut when I was supposed to be focused on my kingdom’s challenges. “I’m sorry, Katria—this figure, is it for all schools and universities?” I asked. “Not only for the Royal School,” said Katria, “which we’ll open next to the palace to accommodate palace staff and nearby tribes.” “Oh, yes.” I nodded, recapping our previous discussions. Marina gently nudged my shoulder like she was shaking me a
Mira’s POV The next morning, we were gathered at the breakfast table with my mates, parents, siblings, and closest friends. I sat between Dorrin and Alexander, directly across from Diana. James was on her left, Marina on her right, Gabriel beside her. Breakfast was served à la carte today, so a servant approached me with a bow. “What would you like for breakfast today, Princess?” Without pausing to think, I pictured it and let the words slip. “Steak. Rare… no, raw. Pomegranate juice. And red wine.” Silence fell. Cutlery stilled mid-air, several heads snapping toward me. “Quite an interesting choice,” Dorrin chuckled, though his eyes lingered too long on me. “My darling, isn’t it too early for wine?” my mother asked softly. “Raw meat?” Marina wrinkled her nose in disguast. Dragons ate raw meat only when shifted, and even then, not often. I had no
Mira’s POVThe chamber was lit by the soft, flickering glow of candles scattered around, their golden light dancing over warm skin and throwing shadows that made every curve and muscle come alive. I was naked, my body burning with need, impatient to feel my mates.I knelt on the bedspread, breath caught in my throat as Dorrin’s gentle hands slid down my sides. His touch was steady, grounding, like an anchor in a storm. He leaned in and pressed his lips to my shoulder, slow kisses that trailed toward my breast. I gasped when his mouth closed over my nipple, sucking softly, his hand cupping the other, teasing me with a tenderness that made my stomach clench.Behind me, Alexander was a darker presence. I felt his heat before his hands even touched me, broad palms skimming over my hips, then lower, spreading me wide. His voice was a growl at my ear. “You’re mine tonight. Every inch of you belongs to me.”My heart hammered, torn between Dorrin’s calm r
Mira’s POVAlexander and Dorrin couldn’t get enough of me—and truthfully, I felt the same. It wasn’t just the constant burn of desire between us; it was the way their love deepened every day. They craved my presence, my voice, my laughter… and yes, my body in every possible way. “You’re all I want,” Alexander had whispered against my skin the night before.“Correction,” Dorrin added, eyes glinting with heat, “you’re all we’ll ever want.” The words had left me aching, and gods, the ache hadn’t faded since. But with the crowning ceremony so close, time together was a luxury we barely had. Rumours of my powers spread like wildfire around all kingdoms, the council pressed for answers, and every hour felt borrowed. Thankfully, Diana and James had returned to Eradrakor. Diana worked with me daily, her stern voice echoing through the training grounds.“Again, Mira. Hold it. Control it