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Alexander’s POV The sun had just started to go down, and only a few minutes remained before the ritual was about to start. Those minutes felt like they stretched into eternity. Dorrin’s already pearl-white skin grew even paler. His heartbeat thundered like a drum. Mine matched his wild rhythm—we were both afraid that something might go wrong and that the gates to the demon kingdom would fail to open. Diana and Elara stood quietly, visibly nervous. The dark witch looked indifferent, as she always did. I was surprised that Liora hadn’t shown up. Usually, she was drawn to any kind of action. Perhaps her stay in the vampire kingdom had changed her—she now preferred the quiet of castle walls to a noisy social life. Even her style had shifted. Where once she wore provocative, tight dresses, she now favoured long, loose outfits. Honestly, I was glad she wasn’t here. My nerves were stretched tight as a wire, and I had no patience for Liora’s sharp remarks. “Grace disappeared,” my gamma

Mira’s POVGrace. The woman who had been in love with Alexander. The woman who had plotted against me and tried to kill me.The woman Draven had once saved me from was now standing close to him, and he called her his future queen.He had played me well—pretending he accepted me and wanted to build a future with me, while planning from the very beginning to make her his queen.“Why did you do this to me? Why her?” I barely managed to force the words out.He chuckled and placed a hand on Grace’s waist, pulling her closer. She giggled.“I needed a queen, and Grace is very suitable for the role. Beautiful, noble, smart, loyal. She will be an excellent queen and fully agrees with what I am ready to give her: love, power, and wealth,” he said, playing with a strand of her hair.My strength was leaving me. I was about to collapse, but I narrowed my eyes, mumbling, “You have a queen now. Why do you still need me? Reject me and let me go.”He laughed bitterly. “Reward you for deceiving me? V

Alexander’s POVI stormed out of the room before I could say or do something I would regret. My blood was boiling, the pain of betrayal was aching in my chest, sharp and strong. My head felt like splitting from piercing pain.Mira was trying to mindlink me, but I blocked her.I needed air, to move, to shift my focus.I shifted and darted to the forest.I ran with the speed of the wind, deeper and deeper into the forest, but it did not help to cool down."You are a hypocrite", scolded Velkan, "when you found your mate, you were still sharing a bed with a witch.""It is not the same. I did it before I sealed the bond. But Mira...she completed the bond with Dorrin and me, still she gave herself to her abusive captor", I hissed back."He is also her mate. You know yourself how hard to resist the bond. Remember when you did not want Mira first, but the bond was driving you crazy?" Tried to resonate with me Velkan bringing back memories of the past.Now it was too hard to go back, it felt d

Dorrin’s POV I could feel Mira’s pain and Alexander’s agony through the bond. The feeling was so strong that I could not focus on my work. I needed to straighten Alexander out so he could fix the wedge between him and Mira. I found him in his study, nursing a glass of whiskey in his hand. He silently poured one for me and slid it across the table. I caught the glass and sipped, letting the amber liquid burn my throat. “Time to stop skulking. Mira needs you,” I told him straightforwardly. His face twisted into a wicked smile and he huffed. “Does she? Last time I went to her, she was moaning the name of her captor like he is the only one who matters to her. Isn’t it sick? He hurt her, humiliated her, and she still wants him?” “It is complicated. Even if she hates him, the bond is still pulling them together. Until rejection, her body and soul will still long for him,” I explained, but he only turned away. “Don’t you feel jealous? Pain? Betrayal?” he asked, downing his gla

Mira’s POV In a flash, I was in the hospital, screaming at the top of my lungs. The world felt unreal, like I had been torn from one life and thrown into another without warning. The air smelled sharp and sterile, burning my lungs as I gasped for breath. “My love, all will be fine,” Dorrin mumbled, cleaning my sweaty forehead with a damp cloth. His touch grounded me for a heartbeat, but the pain ripped through me again before I could hold onto it. I arched my back and sat up, only to fall back onto the bed again. The pain was unbearable. Waves of pain and a burning sensation passed through me, rolling through my body like fire beneath my skin, leaving me shaking and breathless. “The babies are ready to be born,” purred Asfar. “Don’t worry, I took half of your pain. You will be okay.” Her voice echoed, distant and calm, so unfairly calm compared to the storm inside me. “So this is only half of what I feel now?” I asked, shocked, my face twisting again in pain. Fear crept in then,