Lylah reached them, her voice loud enough for everyone to hear. “Combat arena. Ten minutes. We’ll be using a larger space today.”“But I haven’t even eaten yet,” Cal pouted.“Good. You’ll be lighter on your feet,” Lylah said dryly, already walking past.Cal watched her go, then turned to Eshara. “Remind me why I didn’t run off to the dragon realm again?”“Because you’d miss me,” Eshara said casually, already moving ahead.Cal’s shoulders shook with laughter. “Miss? You treat me like a punching bag.”“You should marry her,” Rheal tapped his shoulder and followed.Cal rushed to his side. “Why do you hate me so much?”“You like her?” Rheal asked.“No.”“Honest?”“Stop.” Cal looked away.And Rheal got his answer, but said nothing.•Next, Rheal was taking a few special lessons from the Beta. Strict in every session, but Rheal saw the reason this male was his father's best friend. They were inseparable, even after centuries.“You're sharp. Finishing these courses at the age of fifteen. You
As the seasons passed, the palace never remained the same. Arianna recalled the dream she had several years ago, the blissful sight of the garden, her head resting on her mate’s broad chest as they watched three children playing, their giggles echoing through the breeze.It was happening.Her twins, Darian and Lyra, had grown so well. They were eight. Strong, passionate, and adorable. The third child was Lylah's daughter, Velina. She had grown up smart and, of course, stubborn. She was like a little sister to the twins—inseparable.Arianna looked up at her husband, whose gaze was fixed on a book, his other hand gently stroking her hair.Sensing her gaze, Duncan looked down at her.“Wife,” he muttered.After all these years, their love never wavered. It only grew stronger. Even though rough times came once in a while, it never took too long before they found their way back. They were obsessed with each other.“Husband,” she chuckled, and he nuzzled her nose.She then flicked her gaze t
Seven months had felt like a hundred years, because each passing second was torture, and now this male says he still has seven years to live?Cruel. So fucking cruel.“How can you live with this, Duncan? You think you're punishing me with all this? No, you're punishing yourself.”“Right. I was the one urging the king and your older brother to wage war on the devils. The Moon Realm was supposed to be the strongest. We ought to be at the top, with other creatures worshiping us. But your father disagreed, talking about the heavens' decision to bring both realms together...So I took back my written letter and decided to use it to show their true colors. The war happened. Sure, I hadn’t expected it to be that dire, but for some reason, Duncan…”Valoreth let out a low chuckle.“I enjoyed watching everything burn. Who do you think gave the Ouroboros the idea of where to find you, your brother Lucas, and the other survivors you tried to save? Me!” he spat, eyes blazing. “The Ouroboros promis
In seven months all went back in place.King Duncan awarded those who had fought for the realm. Lord Merek and Lord Atheon domain their superior was expand, more men, more resources. Name written in the book of history, to be remembered forever.Amy, the human servant girl who risk her life to save the realm was freed under royal protection. She'll follow her dream and crown shall support it. To Falcon the guard who fought through every challenges, kept the oath of being a true soldier was awarded as the commander of the crown shield. The highest honor any warrior could bear.And then to the others who help indirectly and directly helped, Duncan rewarded them to their accordance, leaving none unattended.And as for those who went against the crown. None were pardon. Land lost, position taken, many were forced into what they did to people forcing them to have a taste of their medicine. Banishment, downgrade into slavery and mocked at the street. Whatever rank it was, it doesn't matte
Lucas watched as Lylah threw her head back, arching against the stone ground, her wet, swollen lips parted in ecstasy, eyes dreamy with a bead of tears of pleasure clinging to the corners.Sexy. Fuck, he couldn’t get enough of this sight.She was bare, naked, trembling in his hold. Her pale skin bore the red marks of the Grand Lord of the realm, who now had his head buried between her parted legs.Even the rushing sound of the waterfall barely drowned out the sound of her moans.Her fingers dug into his scalp as one of his hands trailed along her skin, leaving goosebumps in its wake. He squeezed her nipple a little harder while shoving a third finger into her.She convulsed, thighs tensed. She glanced down at him, lips parted in a silent scream as she exploded.He groaned against her folds, tasting the sweetest part of her, her sensitive nub caught between his teeth.He took every drop of it. Damn intoxicating.Then he trailed his wet, warm tongue over her stomach, up to the swell of
Evening drew near, the sun slowly setting.“How did you know I wanted to be out?” Lylah asked as Lucas led her through a quiet corridor.“You’re not comfortable with crowds for long, just like me.” “You remembered.”“I did.”She locked her hands behind her. “Are you still not going to tell me where we’re heading?”“My favorite place.”“And how many people have you taken to this favorite place of yours?”“None,” he said in a low voice.She didn’t believe him. Or perhaps, she was simply surprised.“None?”“Hm. Never brought anyone. Duncan loves going into the city to find solace by mixing with his people, but mine is a little different. I’m sure you’re going to love it.”“I can’t wait,” she said.“But first,” he halted, pulling out a blindfold. “I have a small surprise before we get there. The night is young.”She liked the idea, just her and him. And she was damn curious about what he was planning to do with her tonight.“Alright.”Lucas stepped closer and gently tied the blindfold ov