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Chapter 50: The Forgotten Dream

Auteur: Pixie Snow
last update Date de publication: 2026-06-11 20:22:02

Vaeleth POV

Sleep should have come easily. For the first time in weeks, she wasn’t sleeping on frozen ground.

For the first time in her life, there were walls around her. Real walls. No storms. No crumbling wards. No volcano threatening to split the mountain apart. No whispers rising from beneath the earth.

She should have slept. Instead, she lay awake staring at the carved ceiling above her bed. The chamber was beautiful.

Golden lanterns glowed softly in crystal alcoves. Ancient runes drifted
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  • Lyra, His Second Chance Mate   Chapter 50: The Forgotten Dream

    Vaeleth POVSleep should have come easily. For the first time in weeks, she wasn’t sleeping on frozen ground.For the first time in her life, there were walls around her. Real walls. No storms. No crumbling wards. No volcano threatening to split the mountain apart. No whispers rising from beneath the earth.She should have slept. Instead, she lay awake staring at the carved ceiling above her bed. The chamber was beautiful.Golden lanterns glowed softly in crystal alcoves. Ancient runes drifted across the stone like liquid silver. Through the tall arched windows, moonlight poured across the floor.Everything felt wrong. Not dangerous. Just unfamiliar. Yet safe. The realization made her uncomfortable. Safe was something she’d never learned how to be.Eventually exhaustion won. Her eyes closed. And the moment they did the world vanished.Vaeleth stood barefoot in shallow, silver water. It stretched endlessly in every direction. A perfect mirror reflecting a sky full of unfamiliar stars.

  • Lyra, His Second Chance Mate   Chapter 49: Ashes and Prophecies

    Ekreth POVThe fortress was quieter at night. Ancient dragons breathed beneath these mountains. Rivers of fire moved through the stone below. Magic older than all kingdoms hummed inside every wall.But compared to the chaos of the last weeks, it felt almost peaceful. Almost.Ekreth stood alone on one of the highest balconies, staring across the endless sea of peaks.Moonlight silvered the mountains. Far below, the fortress glowed with warm amber light. For the first time in centuries, he wasn’t underground. Wasn’t imprisoned. Wasn’t alone. And somehow the feeling was stranger than captivity.A familiar voice drifted from behind him.“You always did choose the highest balcony.”Ekreth smiled before he even turned. “Because you always chose the lowest.”Maeraxa stepped from the shadows carrying two crystal goblets and an old bottle.“Someone had to remain sensible.”He laughed. Actually laughed. The sound startled both of them. Gods. How long had it been? Five hundred years? Six? More?

  • Lyra, His Second Chance Mate   Chapter 48: Home of Fire (Part III)

    “He’s awake.”Three simple words.Yet Lyra felt them settle into the room like a death sentence.Vaeleth stood frozen beside the table. Her silver eyes had gone distant again. Listening. As if some invisible thread had suddenly pulled taut.Ekreth was already beside her. Lyra hadn’t even seen him move. One moment he had been across the table. The next he was at his daughter’s side.The sight struck something unexpected inside her. She remembered the dragon she had first met beneath the castle. Ancient. Dangerous. Unreachable. And now? Now she saw a father. A man trying desperately to make up for centuries he could never reclaim.“Vaeleth.” Ekreth’s voice was quiet. Careful. “What do you mean?”The girl blinked slowly. Then focused on him again.“I don’t know.” Frustration flashed across her face. “He was sleeping.” The room remained deathly still. “Now he isn’t.”Maeraxa exchanged a glance with several dragons positioned along the hall’s edge. None of them looked reassured. That worri

  • Lyra, His Second Chance Mate   Chapter 47: Home of Fire (Part II)

    Ekreth POVThe silence that followed Maeraxa’s words seemed to stretch forever. The old world was already ending. He feard that from a long time. And now it was hapenning. Around the great table, dragons and wolves alike stared at the ancient map spread before them.Ekreth watched the realization settle over the room. Some resisted it. Some feared it. Some already understood. Lyra was among the last group. He could see it in her eyes. She wasn’t focused on what was being lost. She was already calculating what could still be saved.That was why people followed her. Not because she promised impossible victories. Because she kept walking when everyone else stopped.Nyxar was studying the seals. Vaeleth was studying Maeraxa. And Maeraxa... His sister was studying all of them.Measuring. Judging. Searching for weaknesses. Exactly as she always had. Some things never changed.Finally Lyra broke the silence.“If the prophecy isn’t about preventing their return...” Her voice echoed through t

  • Lyra, His Second Chance Mate   Chapter 46: Home of Fire

    Ekreth POVThe gates opened before they reached them. No horns sounded. No soldiers lined the walls. No grand welcome waited beyond the stone.Ekreth stared up at the fortress carved into the mountainside. He knew every tower. Every wall. Every scar in the ancient stone.He had once called this place home. Before chains. Before imprisonment. Before centuries buried beneath another kingdom.The sight stole his breath. Even the wolves behind him fell silent. Moera’s pack seemed to sense they were crossing into something ancient. Something larger than themselves.The gates groaned wider. Warm air rolled outward. Not ordinary warmth. This was dragon warmth. The living heat of a place built atop ancient fire veins running beneath the mountains.For a moment Ekreth simply stood there. Unable to move. Vaeleth noticed it. “You’re staring.” Her voice pulled him from memories.Ekreth looked down. His daughter stood beside him. Her arms were crossed, and she was trying very hard not to look co

  • Lyra, His Second Chance Mate   Chapter 45: The Voice Beyond the Dark

    Vaeleth POVSleep never came. The camp settled around her eventually. Fires burned low. Wolves rotated through watch shifts. Children stopped crying. But Vaeleth remained awake. Something had changed. She could feel it. The sensation sat beneath her skin like a second heartbeat. Wrong. Ancient. Waiting.The scout’s words still echoed through the camp. “Something is following us.”Everyone had eventually returned to their duties. Everyone except her.Whatever the scout had seen... it wasn’t following the caravan. It was following her.The realization should have terrified her. Instead, she felt something far worse. Curiosity. Vaeleth hated herself for it.The eastern horizon remained dark, though dawn was beginning to gather beyond distant mountains.Most of the camp still slept. Only the guards remained awake. And Ekreth. Of course. Her father sat near the outer edge of camp, pretending to watch the ridgeline while actually watching her.She tried not to think about how comforting th

  • Lyra, His Second Chance Mate   Chapter 89: The Shadow Fortress

    The next morning, the mist seemed to thin slightly, revealing jagged peaks looming in the distance. The sight of the Shadow Order’s fortress sent a chill through the group - a dark, menacing structure carved into the mountainside, its spires reaching for the sky like claws.Lyra tightened her grip on

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  • Lyra, His Second Chance Mate   Chapter 97: Unforeseen Tensions

    The following morning dawned with a lingering haze over the castle, the pale sunlight casting an eerie glow over the halls. The council chamber buzzed with quiet conversation as Lyra and Kane entered, their presence silencing the room. This was not a formal council meeting but an impromptu gathering

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  • Lyra, His Second Chance Mate   Chapter 98: Rallying the People

    The next day dawned crisp and clear, the air humming with anticipation as the castle prepared for the rally in the capital square. The entire kingdom seemed to be stirring with renewed energy, as if the very land itself was preparing for the battle to come.Lyra stood in front of a gilded mirror in h

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  • Lyra, His Second Chance Mate   Chapter 71: The Council Meeting and a Whisper of Danger

    The morning dawned bright and crisp, with a clear sky that promised good weather for the days ahead. Lyra awoke to the sound of bustling activity outside her window - servants preparing for the festival, guards making their rounds, and the steady hum of life in the castle.She stretched lazily, her w

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