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Thirty Five

Author: Vivian Sage
last update Last Updated: 2025-10-12 23:16:57

Soren’s POV

The look in her eyes had haunted me.

That moment when I told her I should never have brought her back kept replaying in my head like a broken record.

The words had left my mouth before I’d even thought them through, and by the time I realized how cruel they sounded, it was too late, the damage was done.

I wasn’t the kind of person who obsessed over things like this.

Usually, once something was over, I moved on without a second thought. But for some reason, Kahlan wouldn’t leave my mind.

It annoyed me—how much space she was taking up in my thoughts.

It wasn’t supposed to be like this. She was supposed to be just another student I’d been stuck helping out of obligation.

You've never helped anyone out of obligation. A voice at the back of my head whispered.

And no matter how hard I tried to ignore it, it was still there.

So when I found myself walking toward her room that evening, I told myself it was only to apologize. Nothing else. I wasn’t going to overthink it. I just
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  • The Alpha's dragon Flame    Fifty Six

    Soren’s POVThe greenhouse door slams. My lock on the world.Kahlan’s spine hits the planter, jasmine petals scattering like snow. I drop to my knees, hands clamping her thighs. I wrench them apart so hard the ceramic edge bites her skin.“Look at this pretty cunt,” I growl, voice raw. “Dripping for me already.”I drag my tongue up her slit, slow, savoring every slick fold. She jerks, fingers twisting in my hair. I suck her clit between my lips, flicking fast, then slow.Her hips chase my mouth.“Soren—” she moans out and my aching cock thickens even further.I bite the soft inside of her thigh, teeth sinking deep. “Kahlan, I swear if you call out my name one more time, I'm not going to be able to control myself. So hush. You’ll take what I give.”I shove my tongue inside her, curling, pumping. My thumbs spread her wide, exposing every pink inch. She floods my mouth; I swallow her down like wine.Two fingers slide in beside my tongue, thick, rough. I crook them, hitting that spot t

  • The Alpha's dragon Flame    Fifty Five

    Khalan's POVI stumbled, a goofy grin plastered across my face. “Watch it, you big oaf! Where are you even taking me? Is this a broom closet? I swear, if you trap me in a broom closet….”Soren’s low chuckle vibrated right through the hand holding mine. “Relax, darling. No broom closets. I promise. Though… you’d look excellent covered in dust bunnies.”“You are such an ass,” I muttered, but I leaned into his arm anyway. I tried to listen, to map the route. We’re climbing stairs… a lot of them. High up. Air’s getting thin.“We’re going up,” I declared triumphantly. “Are we on a roof? Please tell me you didn’t rent an entire roof, because if you did, I’ll have to spend the rest of my life trying to out-surprise you, and that is cruel.”“Just be quiet for another minute, will you?” he murmured, voice warm against my ear. His breath sent a shiver straight down my spine.He stopped. A heavy door clicked shut behind us, and something large shifted nearby. It was a deep, resonant thump that

  • The Alpha's dragon Flame    Fifty Four

    Kahlan’s POV Soren was outnumbered. I could see it clearly now—five wolves against one. And still, he didn’t back down. His silver fur glowed faintly under the moonlight streaming through the tunnel cracks, his body low and ready, a deep rumble building in his throat that made the air vibrate. None of the wolves had lunged yet, but it was only a matter of time. They circled him, snarling, their claws scraping against stone. Every instinct in me screamed to run, but my feet stayed rooted, my heart hammering as I watched him. “Soren…” I whispered, my voice trembling. He turned his massive head slightly, those golden eyes flicking to me for just a second—as if telling me to go. Freya’s hand clamped around my wrist. “Standing here isn’t helping him,” she hissed, tugging at me. “He’s got this, Kahlan. We’ll only distract him.” “I can’t just—” “You can and you will,” she snapped, yanking harder. “Move!” Her tone broke through my hesitation, and I stumbled after her, my head twisting

  • The Alpha's dragon Flame    Fifty three

    Kahlan’s POv“Would you hurry up?” Freya’s voice cut through the sound of running water for what had to be the fifth time.“We’re already late. If we don’t leave now, the guards will switch patrols and we’ll get caught before we even reach the east courtyard.”I rolled my eyes even though she couldn’t see me. “Relax, Freya. You’re acting like the world’s going to end if we miss a few minutes of dancing.”“It might!” she shot back dramatically. “This is the only party before exam season starts. If I die without ever dancing under the academy’s moonlight fountain, bury me with glitter.”I laughed under my breath, turning off the faucet. “You’ll live. Just let me finish my hair.”But the next second—silence.No more impatient knocking. No humming. No sarcastic comments about how long I took.“Freya?” I called, stepping out of the bathroom, towel in hand. The room was quiet. Too quiet.My brows furrowed. Her dress still hung on the wardrobe door, her shoes tossed near the bed, but Freya

  • The Alpha's dragon Flame    Fifty Two

    Kahlan’s POVClasses were canceled for the rest of the day. The entire academy smelled of smoke and melted stone. Repair teams were already working on the broken towers, and the dragon grounds were cordoned off, but I could still feel the chaos lingering in the air.Vermithor sat by the edge of the courtyard, his wings tucked close to his sides, breathing heavily. His scales, usually smooth and radiant, looked dull and tired.“You okay?” I asked softly, brushing my hand over his snout.He huffed, his voice low and gruff in my mind. I will be. The fire burned deep. But not as deep as the fear I felt when I couldn’t control it.My chest ached. “It wasn’t your fault.”Maybe not, he said, his golden eyes narrowing, but whoever did that used a magic that touched my very core. That kind of power doesn’t come from an ordinary student.Before I could ask what he meant, I heard footsteps approaching. Derek. He looked frantic—his coat half-buttoned, his expression sharp with worry.“Kahlan!”

  • The Alpha's dragon Flame    Fifty One

    Kahlan's POV “We’re not going down there, Ethan,” Soren hissed. He was standing on the threshold of a space that smelled of ancient dust and some stupid sickly-sweet decay, a black brick beneath the innocuous flagstones of the old library annex.“It’s a secret exit,” Ethan countered, his posture impossible to tell in the dim light. “One they sealed off a century ago. Trust me, I only found it because—”Soren didn’t let him finish. A low, furious growl tore from his chest as he surged forward in anger. “We’ve been here for three hours!” Soren thundered, the sound echoing harshly off the stone walls. “And you lead us into a damn grave?”The fight was over before it even began. Soren’s fist, fueled by impatience and frustration, was fast. Ethan, fueled by a different kind of life, was faster. He sidestepped the blow with a terrifying, liquid ease, his hand catching Soren’s wrist.“It’s not me, Soren. Stop!” Ethan’s voice sounded low, with an edge of a panicked plea that didn't sound l

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