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Ninety two
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The Alpha's dragon Flame One Hundred and Two
SorenTwo months.It had been two long months since I last rode her.My dragon...NyxMy other half.The part of me I kept locked away so tightly that sometimes even I forgot she existed.And now, here I was, standing at the foot of the mountain, breathing hard, watching the sky slowly turn bright.I had left Kahlan asleep on the bed, her arm thrown over my waist, completely unaware I was slipping out before sunrise.' If she was pissed at you before, she’s going to hate you now, Soren.'My wolf wasn’t wrong.He rarely was.But I didn’t answer him.I didn’t have the energy to argue with the part of me that never shut up.Instead, I stared at the path ahead, the one that led straight into trouble, danger, and the one thing I’d avoided my whole life:My dragon.I closed my eyes and reached inside the place I never opened, the place I kept sealed like a locked door covered in warning signs.It took effort.My chest tightened.My breath caught.My fingers curled into fists.Then I pushed.
The Alpha's dragon Flame One Hundred and one
Kahlan’s POVI stomped all the way across campus. I was vibrating with a frustrated energy that threatened to boil over.Stupid Soren. Controlling, frustrating, incredibly gorgeous idiot.I should have gone to Ramsey’s class to prove I wasn't some fragile thing he needed to lock away. Instead, ten minutes into my furious march and aggressive lash out, I realized I’d walked right past Ramsey’s building and was heading for the dorms. Great. Now I'd skipped class out of spite.He didn't trust me. That was the stupid reason we were even having a goddamn fight. "You can’t handle this," he’d said. The words echoed, fueling a cold, sinking feeling. It was always this way. One second we were fine, the next he was hiding something or trying to manage my life. Why couldn't he just tell me the truth... Whatever it was? I deserved to know what was happening in my own skin.I passed the gates and made it to our apartment complex. I threw the door open, ready to pace and prepare to pack
The Alpha's dragon Flame Hundred
Soren’s POV“Shit.”The word slipped out before I could stop it.Kahlan.Dragon Flame.Derek hanging on to life.Every word I heard in that office replayed in my head, each one louder than the last. I had suspected for weeks—months—that she was the Dragon Flame, but hearing it confirmed… hearing them talk about her like she was some explosive secret…It hit harder than I expected.My wolf paced restlessly inside me.We need to tell her.His voice was tight. Urgent.I ignored him.Not because he was wrong, but because I wasn’t ready. There was a right way to tell her something like this… and blurting it out in the hallway like an idiot wasn’t it.My boots carried me across the courtyard as I searched for her. Students moved around me—laughing, talking—but I barely saw them. My eyes scanned every corner like I was hunting prey.She had to be somewhere close.And then I saw her.Kahlan and Freya walked out of the library doors. Kahlan tucked a book under her arm, her hair falling over
The Alpha's dragon Flame Ninety Nine
How long had I been here?Days?A week?I asked myself that every time I opened my eyes—if they were even open. Sometimes the darkness was the same whether I was awake or unconscious. The only measure of time was pain. Pain that sharpened, dulled, returned, faded, then started again. It felt endless. Like the world outside kept moving while I was trapped in the same frozen moment.My heartbeat had slowed too much.My skin felt cold.Even breathing felt like work.Then I heard him.“You’re not supposed to kill him. You’re supposed to roughen him up and keep him alive. What do you mean his heart stopped?”Ramsey’s voice cut through the fog like a blade. He sounded irritated, not angry—just annoyed. Like my dying was inconvenient for him.A shaky voice answered, “Boss, it was an accident. Seven took it too far and—”“Seven,” Ramsey said quietly, “get over here.”I tried to lift my head, but it only rolled weakly to the side. Everything blurred. My ears rang. Their voices were far away.B
The Alpha's dragon Flame Ninety Eight
Soren’s POV Something didn’t seem right.That couldn’t be all.He’s hiding something, my wolf murmured, and for once, I agreed with him completely.So I went to Easton’s office.After the assembly, the whole school felt shaken to its core. Whispers floated through every hallway, students clumped in tight groups like prey animals too afraid to wander. Even the teachers seemed unnerved.But none of that bothered me as much as the way Kahlan looked at me when Easton said the dragon had been drained — confusion, fear, and something else I couldn’t place.I needed answers.The hallway to his office was empty. Everyone had scattered to the dorms or cafeteria, avoiding trouble. My footsteps echoed as I approached his door.Just as I raised my hand to knock, voices leaked through the wood.Easton’s.And a woman’s — sharp, calm, cold.Freya’s mother…AvaShe disappeared after she was voted out of the Council for ‘Misconduct and abuse of power’ They called it but there's certainly more to tha
The Alpha's dragon Flame Ninety Seven
Kahlan’s POVI didn’t expect the fresh air outside the school hospital to feel this ...heavy. Heavy was the best I could describe this feeling.Maybe it was the two days I’d spent unconscious. Maybe it was everything that had happened before that—Ethan dying, the demon attacks, the dragon we found drained of life, Soren carrying me out of a battlefield...Soren walked beside me as we left the hospital building. He kept glancing at me like he was checking I was still there with him. I didn’t mind. Okay maybe just a little bit. His hand brushed mine once, then again, and eventually he just took it. I let him.“You sure you’re ready for this?” he asked.“Yes,” I said, even though I wasn’t sure of anything at all.But the campus was already buzzing with movement. Students were whispering, running around, trying to understand why Easton had called a compulsory assembly for the next morning. If I stayed hidden in that room, then people would start making their own stories. And I
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