James - POV I could feel Ella's gaze, which held gloom, and I regretted putting her in that state. The memories of Ella and me still haunt me. "James, I believe you're here on business," Darcus interrupted, returning my attention to the matter. I put down the magical stone containing the captured aura from where the attacker had assaulted Alice and me. Darcus took the stone and examined it. His eyes widened in shock. Ella looked at us in confusion. "What is it?" she asked. "This aura belongs to a rogue dragon. I settled things with all of them," Darcus muttered as he rubbed the bridge of his nose. "Could it be possible that there are hidden rogue dragons who could be rebelling?" I suggested. Darcus's expression turned grim. His father had teamed up with the rogue dragon against him, and Darcus had assassinated them all. Dracus's father wanted to kill him because of his power. "I don't understand why the rogue dragon is attacking you and not us," Ella questioned. I glanced at Ella

Alice - POV "I'm sorry, what?" I asked, staring at James in disbelief. "Do you want me to repeat myself?" James asked. "It's hard to believe you're agreeing to marry me. Am I not damaged goods?" I blurted out my thoughts. "You speak constantly, lowering yourself as if you are trash. I don't see you that way; I see you as a fighter," James said, leaving me guessing. His eyes were fixed on me. "I see you in a different light, a strong woman." My eyes widened in surprise at his words. James's small smile made my heart race. "James, you didn't want a mate, and now you're okay with getting married. Is it because of my situation?" I smiled awkwardly at him. Keeping hope for something romantic is a foolish and bad idea. James's eyes still stared at me. "Right?" I asked with my insecurity. "Don't answer that. I'm happy you're helping me," I added. "Boom, boom." A fire broke out, and fireworks lit up the sky. "I love fireworks," I muttered in awe at the colors spreading across the beau

Alice - POV"What did you just say?" Levy asked again as I felt Jame's hand on my shoulder and distanced myself from him. I smiled at Levy, who looked angry with both Jame and me."You heard wrong, Levy. Do you think I would get married without telling you?" I kept my tone firm."Are you trying to cover up, sis?" Levy asked suspiciously, testing me."Levy, I already told you I'm not married at all," I added firmly, refusing to reveal the truth and shock her. Levy looked at James and me, waiting for someone to break and tell her the truth, but we remained calm."Mr. James, why were you holding my cousin's sister so tightly?" Levy asked, narrowing her eyes and crossing her arms as if interrogating James."Your cousin sister was about to fall from dizziness. I think she's not feeling well," James explained, and Levy's interrogating expression shifted to concern as she looked at me."You're not feeling well. Let's go home," Levy said, taking my backpack and holding my hand, leading me awa

Alice - Point of ViewJames and I were with a real estate agent who showed us a new, luxurious flat. James wanted me to move in with him because he was afraid of Jeffrey showing up at Levy's apartment at any time. Although I felt uncomfortable with the idea, James had a valid point. I knew Jeffrey could go to any lengths to get me back, and the thought of being back in the shackles of his abuse made me uneasy."Are you alright, Alice?" James's concerned voice broke me out of my stupor."I am," I muttered with a smile. The real estate agent walked us through the luxurious facilities, and the technology was so advanced that it was like the magic we used for our daily chores."You like this house," James whispered."Yes, I do," I said. I offered to pay for half the place James would rent or buy, but James declined, saying he wouldn't take any money from me. I looked at James, who was speaking with the real estate agent, and he handed the check to him after signing a few documents.I was

Alice - POVAfter checking the time, I realized I'd slept for only four hours. Despite the early hour, I was awake and feeling nauseous. This morning sickness was becoming unbearable. Freshening up, I stepped out of my room, hearing James' soft breathing emanating from the other side of our shared space. He appeared to be still asleep.I made my way to the kitchen and inspected the well-stocked fridge. I pulled out eggs, fresh fruit, and bacon, deciding to make breakfast since I felt pretty hungry. Spotting a coffee pot, I gave in to my coffee craving. After grinding some fresh beans, I prepared the brew and poured it into a mug, savoring the aroma before taking a sip. Coffee makes me more nauseous, but I can't help and give in to my caffeine craving."You're not supposed to drink coffee," a deep voice reprimanded. I turned sharply to find James, his sleepy eyes watching me with an amused smile, his shirtless torso making it difficult not to stare at his toned physique."Like what you