LOGINMira's POV Dorrin and I had breakfast on our chamber balcony before I was to leave for the North Kingdom. The morning breeze was cool against my skin, the sun just beginning to warm the stone beneath our feet as the world below slowly came alive.“Mira, please eat more,” he pleaded, loading my plate with another portion of cheese and fruit. His knee brushed mine beneath the table, deliberate and grounding.I smiled faintly. “Honestly, I don’t have an appetite.”He reached for my hand, his thumb tracing slow, absent circles over my skin as he looked into my eyes. “Is it because of the gift and the message? I promise I will search for him day and night.”I sighed deeply, my fingers curling tighter around his. “The kidnapper is not the only reason. I am leaving for the North Kingdom.”He tried to cheer me up. “You will be safer there. And if you feel nervous because it’s a foreign land, Marina and Gabriel are coming with you. You w
Mira’s POV I was still rattled from the message I had received in the gift. Dorrin had left for the meeting along with my dad and Valen. “Keep Mira safe,” Dorrin instructed Alexander before leaving. “Happy to oblige,” he joked, trying to lighten the mood. Then his eyes darkened as he turned to me. “Dorrin is a king, so duty calls. I am not a king yet, so I can enjoy more time with my queen.” He winked, his hand brushing against mine as he guided me back to our chambers. My thoughts spun uncontrollably, circling the words from my kidnapper. A cold shiver ran down my spine, and I was sure Alexander could sense my uneasiness through the bond. “We will keep you safe. Do not worry,” he whispered, pressing a soft kiss to my forehead when we reached the bedroom. His hands cupped my cheeks, lingering, before his lips met mine fully—first soft, then more insistent, trailing down to my ear. “Now it is
Liora’s POV I was stretched out on the bed, reading a book, dressed only in a thin red camisole. I had left Eradrakor and returned to the Vampire Kingdom just an hour ago. Without knocking, King Alfred strolled into my chambers and sat next to me on the bed, leaning back against the headboard. “So?” he asked, looking at me, amused. “My king, what is the question?” I teased, flipping my hair seductively and shifting to sit closer to him. He smiled and licked his lips. “You don’t stop surprising me. Or perhaps pregnancy has softened you. Why did you help find Mira? Don’t tell me it was really for that silly wish.” I giggled, moving closer to him. “Why not? Isn’t it beneficial when the Werewolf King owes you? I thought I made a great bargain.” “You already secured your future by this,” he said, brushing his fingers over my stomach. “What was your real motive for helping Alexander?” He knew me well. In a short period of time, he had learned to see through me, to understand
Mira’s POVThe hospital was near the palace so it took less than 10 minutes for us to reach. I was quiet as my body felt tired after multiple orgasms. I hoped to quickly greet my family and leave to have a well-deserved sleep.I blushed slighty remembering our passionate moments. The carriage stopped, Dorrin climbed out and gave me a hand to help me to get out.The moment my feet touched the ground, Marina wrapped me in a hug, almost knocking me off my feet.“Sister, I am so glad you are ok now. We worried so much”, she squeaked. “Easy, Princess Marina. You almost strangled our queen”, teased Diana, hugging me. “My precious daughter.” Said my mom, hugging me next and brushing tears from her cheeks, “You are a queen now. I am so proud of you. And still can’t believe Cora attacked you. We loved her like our own”.Pain of betrayal and loss hit me again when my mom mentioned Cora.“Come on, honey. Let her breathe” Said my dad, gently pulling my mom by the waist towards him away from me
Mira’s POVMorning light slanted weakly through the blinds, but I barely noticed it. I woke to warmth and pressure—Dorrin and Alexander were in my hospital room. My chest lifted, pulse racing, and I felt it: Asfar’s strength, that surge of energy, rushing back through me. I could breathe, could move, could feel. Alive. Every inch of me hummed with energy I hadn’t realised I’d missed.“Good morning, Mira,” Alexander murmured, leaning against the edge of the bed, eyes dark, smouldering.“You’re ready to leave,” Dorrin added, brushing my arm, low and possessive. “Home. Your family and friends—they’ve organised a little welcome-back celebration for you as you miss your coronation feast.”I blinked, then a wicked, needy smile spread across my face. I did not want to think now about the kidnapper, I did not want to have a party or go back to my duties, I wanted to be theirs. To forget all pain in their hands.“No,” I whispered, voice trembling.“I don’t care about home. I don’t care about a
Mira’s POV Cora saw the door opening too, a flicker of fear, desperation, and regret flashed on her face, but was quickly replaced with a wicked grin as she saw my mates already in the opening door. “If I am going to die, I will take you with me,” she spat and lounged on me, aiming directly at my heart. In this second, my head spins as I see beautiful memories shared with my family and my friends. Would I never see my mom’s beautiful face, would not hear my dad’s calming voice, would I not feel the sweet kiss of Dorrin on my lips and the warm touch of Alexander? Marina, Valen, my friends…And my babies, would they not see daylight? No, I refused to die. I could not run chained, but I flinched, and the dagger passed through my ribs below my heart and above my stomach. The heat started spreading—this gross, hot wetness soaking into my tattered dress—and I realised I couldn't catch my breath. Blood gushed out of my wound, and I felt weak, nauseated, and lightheaded as life was drainin







