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Chapter 21: The First Move
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Reborn as a dragon Queen Chapter 50: The Dangerous Game
Ayla’s POVI did not look away from Thorne’s hard stare. I did not let my eyes drop. I held his gaze, even as his fingers dug into my wrist.“It is not about wanting him here,” I said, my voice steady. “It is about not looking weak. If we hide here after what happened, we look afraid. We look like we are scared of them.”His eyes narrowed. He did not let go. “We are not scared of them.”“I know that,” I said. “But do they? Do the other packs who watch us? If we invite Caius here, to our land, it shows we are strong. It shows we control the game. We can set the rules. We can watch him on our territory, not his. After the hunt… people will talk. They will say there was an attempt. A peace treaty here, in Sun Palace, stops those whispers. It makes us look like the wise ones. The strong ones.”I was using his own language. Strength. Control. Power.He listened. I could see his mind working behind his dark eyes. The politician in him saw the sense. But the possessive wolf in him did not tr
Reborn as a dragon Queen Chapter 49: The Fire Inside
Ayla’s POVWaking up felt like climbing out of a deep, black pit. My body was heavy. My mouth was dry. There was a strange silence in my ears, like after a loud noise.Slowly, the world came back. The soft feel of a bed. The smell of clean sheets and healing herbs. The dim light of a room I knew. Sun Palace. My room.I opened my eyes.Thorne was there. He was slumped in a chair pulled right up to my bed. His head was bowed, his face buried in one hand. He looked... tired. Worn thin. I had never seen him look like that.When my eyes opened, he moved. Fast. He was up, leaning over me. His hands came to my face, his grip rough. He turned my head, looking into my eyes. His thumb pressed against the pulse in my throat. His hands were shaking. Just a little bit.“Say something,” he ordered. His voice was a dry rasp, like he hadn’t used it in days.“My head hurts,” I whispered. It was the truth. It throbbed.He let out a sharp breath. He took his hands from my face, but he didn’t move back.
Reborn as a dragon Queen Chapter 48:The Trap Springs
Ayla’s POVThe warriors’ words echoed in my skull like a death bell. Strangles the wolf form... die quick...The cool moonstone at my throat felt like a serpent coiled against my skin. Every instinct screamed to tear it off. But I couldn’t. Not here, in front of everyone. It would be an open accusation. It might even trigger the curse early.I needed to get it off safely. In private. I needed to not shift. Not even a little.Thorne finished his talk with his captain and turned back to me, his gaze sharp. “Ready?”No. I was not ready. I was walking into a forest with a noose around my neck.“Yes,” I lied, forcing a calm smile.The hunt began. We rode into the dense woods north of the Bloodfang stronghold. The atmosphere was tense, a thin veneer of ceremony over deep suspicion. Thorne rode close to my side, his eyes constantly scanning the trees. Cain and Maddie were nearby, their faces alight with a cruel, eager kind of excitement.Caius and Sylvia led the party. “The great stag of the
Reborn as a dragon Queen chapter 47: The cursed gift
Ayla’s POV My eyes snapped open in the dark. The hunt. The stupid ceremonial hunt to “honor” Thorne. It was the perfect place for an accident. A stray arrow. A fall from a horse. A sudden animal attack. No one would question it. I tried to push myself up, but my body was heavy and weak, like a sack of wet sand. My limbs trembled. I fell back against the pillows, my heart pounding with frustration. Thorne was asleep in the big chair he’d pulled beside my bed. Even in sleep, his face was not peaceful. His brow was furrowed. His jaw was tight. He looked like a man fighting battles in his dreams. A part of me, a stupid, soft part, wanted to wake him. To tell him everything I’d heard. But I had no proof. Only the whispered words of traitors in a dark hall. He would demand names. He would act with all his blunt, brutal force. And we would be trapped here, surrounded by enemies with their plans exposed too soon. No. I had to be smarter. I had to be ready. By the time grey morning ligh
Reborn as a dragon Queen Chapter 46: The Taste of Poison
Ayla’s POv My legs went soft, like warm wax. The world tilted. The loud hall, the bright fires, the watching faces, all of it began to slide away. I stumbled. Strong arms caught me before my knees hit the cold stone floor. Thorne. He pulled me hard against his chest. His body was unyielding as a cliff face. He looked down at me, his expression dark and stormy. “What is wrong?” he demanded. His voice was low but sharp as a blade. His hands gripped my arms, his fingers biting into my skin. “I am fine,” I tried to say, but the words came out slow and thick, like mud. My tongue felt heavy and useless. “Just… dizzy. The fire is too hot.” But my legs would not listen to me. They folded under me like wet cloth, with no strength left at all. Thorne did not ask again. He swept me up into his arms, holding me so tight it stole my breath. He turned, a deep, vicious snarl ripping from his throat. The sound was pure, undiluted rage. “WHAT DID YOU DO TO HER?” he roared across the sile
Reborn as a dragon Queen Chapter 45: The Poisoned Feast
Ayla’s POV I could not tell Thorne. If I told him someone meant to poison my wine, he would demand to know how I knew. He would pull the truth from me with his cold, hard stares. He would see the fear I had for this place. He would see Ayla, not Liliana. No. I had to face this alone. I had to be watchful. The great hall was loud with voices and the smell of roasted meat. Torches flickered on the walls, throwing dancing shadows. The Bloodfang Pack filled the long tables, their faces rough, their eyes sharp. They watched us like we were fresh prey. I sat beside Thorne at the high table. He was a wall of quiet power. Cain and Maddie sat further down, looking too pleased, like cats who had found a bowl of cream. Across from us sat Caius and Sylvia. Caius wore a smile that did not touch his winter-blue eyes. Sylvia’s smile was a pretty, painted thing. Her gaze kept sliding to me, cold and curious. A servant came to pour the wine. A young girl, her hands shaking. She filled Caius’s cu
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