Semua Bab Born to Rule: The Dragon Queen: Bab 91 - Bab 100

Alexander’s POV “What do you want from me?” I asked Liora sternly, my voice sharp but strained beneath the surface. I was ready—no, desperate—to give her anything in this world if it meant getting Mira back alive, back breathing, back in my arms. “What do I want?” she repeated slowly, tilting her head and placing a finger on her chin as if she were genuinely thinking. “What do women usually want? Love, money, power…” She let the words hang in the air, savoring them. The pause stretched, deliberate, and cruel. I knew her too well—this was a game to her. She was enjoying every second of my misery, feeding on my fear like it was entertainment. “Name your price,” I said, forcing a grin through clenched teeth, my jaw aching from the effort to stay composed. “Straight to business, like always. No fun,” she replied, rolling her eyes lazily. “I want you to owe me a favour. When the time comes, I will ask you for anyt

Mira’s POV Cora saw the door opening too, a flicker of fear, desperation, and regret flashed on her face, but was quickly replaced with a wicked grin as she saw my mates already in the opening door. “If I am going to die, I will take you with me,” she spat and lounged on me, aiming directly at my heart. In this second, my head spins as I see beautiful memories shared with my family and my friends. Would I never see my mom’s beautiful face, would not hear my dad’s calming voice, would I not feel the sweet kiss of Dorrin on my lips and the warm touch of Alexander? Marina, Valen, my friends…And my babies, would they not see daylight? No, I refused to die. I could not run chained, but I flinched, and the dagger passed through my ribs below my heart and above my stomach. The heat started spreading—this gross, hot wetness soaking into my tattered dress—and I realised I couldn't catch my breath. Blood gushed out of my wound, and I felt weak, nauseated, and lightheaded as life was drainin

Mira’s POVThe hospital was near the palace so it took less than 10 minutes for us to reach. I was quiet as my body felt tired after multiple orgasms. I hoped to quickly greet my family and leave to have a well-deserved sleep.I blushed slighty remembering our passionate moments. The carriage stopped, Dorrin climbed out and gave me a hand to help me to get out.The moment my feet touched the ground, Marina wrapped me in a hug, almost knocking me off my feet.“Sister, I am so glad you are ok now. We worried so much”, she squeaked. “Easy, Princess Marina. You almost strangled our queen”, teased Diana, hugging me. “My precious daughter.” Said my mom, hugging me next and brushing tears from her cheeks, “You are a queen now. I am so proud of you. And still can’t believe Cora attacked you. We loved her like our own”.Pain of betrayal and loss hit me again when my mom mentioned Cora.“Come on, honey. Let her breathe” Said my dad, gently pulling my mom by the waist towards him away from me

Mira’s POV I was still rattled from the message I had received in the gift. Dorrin had left for the meeting along with my dad and Valen. “Keep Mira safe,” Dorrin instructed Alexander before leaving. “Happy to oblige,” he joked, trying to lighten the mood. Then his eyes darkened as he turned to me. “Dorrin is a king, so duty calls. I am not a king yet, so I can enjoy more time with my queen.” He winked, his hand brushing against mine as he guided me back to our chambers. My thoughts spun uncontrollably, circling the words from my kidnapper. A cold shiver ran down my spine, and I was sure Alexander could sense my uneasiness through the bond. “We will keep you safe. Do not worry,” he whispered, pressing a soft kiss to my forehead when we reached the bedroom. His hands cupped my cheeks, lingering, before his lips met mine fully—first soft, then more insistent, trailing down to my ear. “Now it is

Mira’s POV Everyone was gathered next to the carriages. “Shall we just teleport and save the hassle of travelling?” asked Diana. “Absolutely not,” Marina said, smiling. “At least we can enjoy the views of the North Kingdom… and I can catch up with my sister during the ride.” Alexander’s lips twitched, though he tried to hide his disappointment. I caught the flicker in his eyes, and he leaned close, his voice low and husky in my ear, “I wanted to have you all to myself… beautiful views, adventurous atmosphere, the sway of the carriage… and me inside you.” Heat rushed to my cheeks. My pulse skipped. The carriage ride alone sounded tempting—too tempting. “We’ll have another time to recreate the scene,” I whispered back, brushing my lips along his jaw. “Yes… for two weeks, I’ll have you all to myself,” he murmured, letting his hand lightly graze mine. His thumb traced lazy, teasing circles, and he winked. I shivered, my eyes sparkling with mischief. “What are you two whispering a