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Chapter Forty-Six: Scorching Rage
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The Alpha's Dragon Chapter Forty-Seven: Fragile Delusions
Merenrys' hieroglyphs evolved with every battle, new symbols etching themselves into her skin. Some glowed red with flame, others black with smoke. The sun dimmed when she fought and the air trembled under her fury.Villages whispered her new name:The Scorching Rage of the Egyptian Desert.Standing behind the royal parapet, where the whole of Regyptre sprawled endlessly beneath her gaze, she remained haunted by the voices that had long since drowned out her husband’s promises.“Not enough.”The voice hissed inside her skull, sibilant and ancient."Not enough blood has been spilled for my revenge.”Merenrys lifted her gaze toward the horizon. “You said that three hundred years ago,” she whispered, her tone mocking. “And still, they come, like my history didn't exist, like nothing ever happened...”The hieroglyphs along her skin pulsed in answer, whispering in the language of the ancients.Merenrys.Burn who defies you.Her laugh came low and bitter. “As if I ever stopped.”“Do you sti
The Alpha's Dragon Chapter Forty-Six: Scorching Rage
"I will burn them all" Merenrys' raspy cold voce filled the air in despair, her eyes shuttering closed, the action deliberate as she retreated into her own thoughts.The hieroglyphs along her arms, once glowing with the steady rhythm of peace, now flickered violently, as if its ancient language could no longer contain the storm inside her.They whispered to her, the voices of her ancestors, hissing through her blood with hatred.Her heart no longer at peace.Rise, Merenrys.Burn what perturbs you.She lifted her gaze to the horizon. Remembering the first few weeks after the accident centuries ago, her people had knelt behind her in mourning for months after.They had called to her, begging her to rest, to eat, to live.She had only whispered, “Not yet.”Because she could still hear them. The echo of Adrewine’s laughter, the hiss of her voice in the dark.She replayed every moment in her mind: the soft hand on her knee, the childish giggle, the tiny tusks glinting when she smiled. How
The Alpha's Dragon Chapter Forty-Five: The Intensity of Ruin
Then Merenrys rose.Her form unfurled into to its true shape, vast and terrible. Her scales caught the dim light and turned it into glimpse of ocean fire: teal and gold, gleaming like sunlit waves, smoothened across her entire dragon body. Along her neck and crown, her scales flowed upward into the semblance of a Nemes headdress, each ridge and fold glittering with embedded gemstones that pulsed like living stars. The gems were not adornment. They were arteries of her power, glowing brighter with every beat of her wrathful heart.Her wings spread wide. Vast fans of gold veined with teal, their surface shimmered with engraved hieroglyphics, alive and shifting, telling stories danger and power. Between the metallic membrane of her wings ran threads of electrum and crushed lapis.Her dragon eyes burned a mixture green and pink, glazed with grief so intense, that the eyes of any mortal who had seen it would have melted in a puddle. When she opened her mouth, her voice was thundered inhum
The Alpha's Dragon Chapter Forty-Four: Losing a Womb
Next, she saw her second son climb higher also. Agony in his demeanor as fire wreathed from his throat, spiraling outward in storms of destructive light that consumed everything in its path.He tore through the sky like vengeance made flesh. Every beat of his wings sent shockwaves across the desert. He struck one dragon from the heavens, then another, his claws wreathed in solar fire. Scales melted beneath his talons; their shrieks broke like glass across the wind.Still they came.Dozens of them. Shadow dragons given form, their scales dull and slick with darkness, their eyes burning with the mark of Vraeleth’s corruption. They circled him like flies, their wings blotting out the sun. But he surged upward, breaking through their ranks, light trailing from him like a comet’s tail.He kept attacking the dragons fatally, until the air began to twist.Something ancient stirred above him, unseen but suffocating. The sky itself seemed to warp. His flames faltered as the light dimmed, shado
The Alpha's Dragon Chapter Forty-Three: Strength and Anguish
Merenrys whispered an ancient command, a sound so old it seemed to scrape the marrow of the world. The glyphs flared to life across her skin, spiraling outward in molten streams of light. The desert answered with a roar, its silence splitting apart as the dunes convulsed and rose like awakening beasts.The sand began to move. First in ripples, then in rivers, then in tidal waves of gold and grit that bled fury. Each grain seemed alive, possessed by her will. The earth heaved, birthing colossal serpents of sand that twisted skyward with a hiss like shattering glass. Their bodies glistened with sunfire, they coiled around the dragons that opposed her, grinding their scales to dust.Wings beat in panic, slicing through clouds of dust, but the serpents only tightened. Scales cracked. Bones snapped beneath the pressure, a symphony of destruction echoing across the dunes. Some dragons tried to ignite the air with flame, yet their fires suffocated in the storm she commanded , swallowed whole
The Alpha's Dragon Chapter Forty-Two: The Fall of Wards
The battle raged on ahead, the pressure heavy enough to crush bone. Beneath it, the golden courtyards of her kingdom flickered faintly with the almost last embers of Merenrys’s wards. Her sons.Three dragons circled across the bruised heavens, the living testament of Regyptre's Egyptian bloodline. The heavens bent beneath their flight, each wings broad as temple banners, their membranes veined with hieroglyphic gold that shimmered in the stormlight, each movement painting the air with forgotten hymns.The eldest soared at the highest point of the barrier, his greyish-black scales glimmering like black diamond dust strewn across midnight. The light caught on every ridge, fracturing into silver shards that glittered around him like a crown of stars. His horns curved backward in smooth, regal arcs, tipped with gold, and his eyes burned like molten steel, cold and unyielding. When his wings spread, the undersides flashed with intricate patterns of silver hieroglyphs, each one pulsing fai
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