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Twenty Eight
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The Alpha's dragon Flame One Hundred and Twenty Seven
Soren's POV.I didn’t even knock.I didn’t pause.I didn’t think about what I might see—or who I might have to fight.All I knew was her name, her scent, and how far I was willing to go to make them pay.“Their entire coven stays in one of the dorms… I set off the fire alarm and moved them here,” Freya said, voice steady as if we weren’t walking into hell itself.She didn’t flinch.Of course she wouldn’t.“And why can’t we just have Nyx burn down the building?” she added, tossing a glance over her shoulder.I didn’t answer immediately.I let my eyes scan the room, watching the way the shadows danced against the peeling wallpaper and the terrified huddle of women who thought they were untouchable.Windows cracked from the alarm’s chaos, witches frozen in confusion, their fingers twitching as they tried to find the thread of a spell that was already failing them.I let my lips curl faintly, savoring the way the air turned cold at my presence.“Now where’s the fear in that?” I said, rele
The Alpha's dragon Flame One Hundred and Twenty Six
Kahlan's POV I didn’t expect him to agree though.The moment the words left my mouth—*teach me to be that fast*—I half expected Ramsey to laugh it off with that condescending tilt of his head, or perhaps shut it down entirely with a reminder of my status as his prisoner. Instead, the mirth vanished, his smile faded into a flat line, and something sharp and calculating flickered behind his eyes.“You’re serious,” he said, his voice dropping into that low, academic register that demanded total honesty.“I don’t joke about survival,” I told him, my voice steady despite the adrenaline humming in my veins. “I’ve spent too much time being the one who's too slow to react. I’m done with it.”He studied me for a long moment, searching for a lie, before nodding once, a sharp, decisive movement.“Fine.”That single word should’ve scared me more than it did. It was an admission of a new dynamic, a shift from captive to protégé that felt like walking onto thin ice.~~~Training with Ramsey wasn’
The Alpha's dragon Flame One Hundred and Twenty Five
Kahlan's POV I stared at him while he hovered far too close to my throat, his fingers ghosting over my skin with a clinical detachment, like he was inspecting which fruit was the best in a market stalls.“You’re insane,” I said flatly, my voice barely a rasp against the quiet of the room. “Has anyone ever told you that? Or do they all just nod and hope you don't snap?”Ramsey didn’t even look offended; if anything, he looked preoccupied. He tilted my chin slightly, his thumb pressing just below my jawline as his eyes remained focused on the angry red marks on my neck.“I’m checking,” he said, his tone infuriatingly level. “I was hoping I didn’t strangle you too hard. It’s a delicate balance, restraint and necessity.”I snorted, the sound sharp and ugly. “Reassuring. I’ll be sure to put that on your testimonial.”If my hands and legs weren’t bound tight—the price I paid for my first very enthusiastic, very bloody attempt at stabbing him—I would have shoved a knife straight into his ne
The Alpha's dragon Flame One Hundred and Twenty Four
Soren's POV “Wake her up.”My voice cracked the moment the words left my mouth, sounding like dry timber snapping underfoot. I was already moving toward Kahlan, my boots scuffing the floorboards in a frantic rhythm. I was already reaching for her, my hands hovering just above her pale skin, fueled by the delusional hope that if I touched her again, she would simply snap out of it. Like this was some weird ass trance. Something simple. Something fixable with a shake of the shoulders and a whispered name.“I can’t do that,” Ava said. Her voice was flat, agonizingly firm.I turned on her so fast my vision blurred into a smear of shadow and candlelight. “What kind of stupid response is that?” I snapped, the words tasting like bile. “You’re a witch. Get your potions. Your vials. Your ancient spells and your twisted foreign languages. Use whatever black market magic you need. Just wake her up.”Ava didn’t flinch. She stood like a statue carved from ice, and that stillness almost made i
The Alpha's dragon Flame One Hundred and Twenty Three
Soren's POV.The moment she faltered, the air seemed to vanish from the room. One second she was speaking, her voice a fragile thread of shaky but coherent thought, and the next, that connection snapped. Her breath caught mid-sentence—a sharp, uneven hitch that signaled the end of her strength—and before I could really catch up to what was wrong, her knees simply buckled.I lunged forward, my movements fueled by a raw instinct that bypassed thought entirely. Her weight was strange when I caught her, a heavy, dead-weight pressure that felt wrong against my skin, far heavier than her slight frame should have been. She didn’t just fall; she crumpled to the floor like she was made of glass shattering in slow motion. I caught her just in time, my arms locking around her with a desperate, crushing force. My heart hammered against my ribs, a frantic rhythm of dread, but I held her close, my mind racing to make sense of the void where her presence had been only seconds before.“Kahlan?”
The Alpha's dragon Flame One Hundred and Twenty Two
Kahlan's POV I tense. Every part of me pulls tight, muscles coiling with a reactive violence, ready for pain, ready to strike. I spot the staff lying on the floor and I pick it up.. too fast and the weight feels too familiar but I don't deal on it My grip on my staff hardens until my knuckles turn a ghostly white, my feet shifting across the stone floor without a conscious thought, finding a balance that feels like a coiled spring. I brace myself for an attack, expecting a blow from him that could shatter my ribs or a shadow that could swallow me whole. He laughs. It’s not a cruel sound, nor is it particularly loud. It is a soft, melodic huff of air, like I’ve genuinely caught him off guard or surprised him with my defiance. “Easy,” he says, his voice smooth as silk and twice as dangerous. “I didn’t come to hurt you, Kahlan.” I don’t lower my weapon, the weight of the staff a heavy comfort in my sweating palms. “Funny,” I reply, my voice trembling only slight
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