Brayden's POV As we got closer, I didn't have to look or ask for directions. I could feel and hear the ongoing pang of war from the sky and my heart sank when I got closer. I have lived a peaceful life for centuries, not knowing the atrocities faced by those of my kind. I could see countless wolves, as numerous as the sand, attacking the dragons in groups of twenty to thirty. The Dragons were getting weak and were also outnumbered.  Merely seeing them made me understand that this war had gone on for so long and their bodies had not been able to recover before their engagement in a series of wars. In the nick of time, I hated my mother for keeping my existence a secret and keeping me from my kind. I felt guilty for my problem-free life as I saw their resolve in not giving up. Even in their state, they will not relent. They were fighting with whatever strength was left in them. They had defeated a great number of wolves but there were far more approaching

Sawyer's POV I slightly cursed Goerge inwardly for the rude interruption but my anger was quickly replaced with concern when I saw the fearful look in his eyes. I knew he needed my immediate audience. I instructed Cora to report to the Accounts office and bolted the door securely. Since we were the only ones of our kind at the moment, I didn't want any surprises.  "Talk" He shifted his gaze from the window and frowned. "There is bad news from the war front. Everything was going on well initially, before the appearance of a red dragon." As he was speaking, his focus changed and he was a little still. I knew someone was mind linking him. Shortly, he resumed focus but his face had drained of natural colour. "Bad news. One of our park members' mind linked to inform me that The Alpha of the moonlight Pack has ordered them to retreat from the war." Everything he said was ridiculous to me. The Dragons must be strong creatures but they were also

Brayden's POV I was dumbstruck by my father's words. How could he talk like that? My mother clearly said the reason for the war was because of the gold. Now it seemed there were more secrets. I didn't know how long I could stay away from the city. I had to look for Cora, I had work and I had taken Steve away from his family too. I knew that his mate would be returning soon and I wasn't ready for any more surprises but I had to know the mystery lurking behind this traumatizing war. "What are you implying?" I couldn't hold back the anger in my voice and only came to my senses when Steve spoke. "Isn't that why we are here? What is the essence of going back, and leaving the puzzles scattered? If you are worried about my mate, then forget it. I agreed to help you and that means till all this ends. And I thought you wanted to know more about the mate bond since your DNA is peculiar. This should be a good opportunity, you know? I suggest we find somewhere comfortabl

'Knowing him more?’ My thoughts were flooded by a rampage of confusion, considering what Patty just announced. Do I admittedly not know him already? What else was there to know? Could it be that my inability to know Sawyer better was due to my crazy mind still being enveloped with thoughts of this mysterious guy? Could it also be true that my intimacy with the latter was the cause? No, I don't believe it. "I already know him." That was my defensive response. "What else do you want me to know?" I asked Patty. I was surprised to see her eyes pop at my question. "Are you so free-minded?" She frowned before she continued. "I seriously don't think so. Look, you had a one-night stand with someone you don't know and you can't seem to forget him. Intimacy is binding you to him. My advice, try doing it with Sawyer and see whether you get over him or not. It doesn't make you a slut. It's just to clear your conscience. The feeling that you had an affair with a stranger makes yo

Sawyer's POV We arrived at the hospital and I saw Coras' sister sitting on a bench in front of the emergency room. She was covered in her hair with her face buried between her thighs. She had the same hair color as Cora, which made me guess correctly. The resemblance was extreme when she lifted her head even though she looked younger. The mere look at her would tell you who she was. They would have passed for twins if not for differences in their height. She rose and hooked Cora in a tight embrace, while her eyes scanned me suspiciously.  "Hi," I forced a smile. I wanted to make a good first impression and not end up scaring her with my cold mien. "Am Cecilia. Coras' sister. But you can call me Cecil," she waved, forcing back her tears. I could see that she was more exposed than her elder sister. An extrovert will be the best description of her. "Nice to meet you Cecil. My name is Sawyer. Am a-". Cora cut in before I completed my sentence.