Semua Bab Born to Rule: The Dragon Queen: Bab 31 - Bab 40

James’s POVI moved down the corridor toward princess Mira’s study and stopped mid-step as a delicious scent filled my nostrils, making my Lycan stir restlessly.Apple and cinnamon.Then I saw her.The moment my gaze landed on her, it felt like I couldn’t breathe. Every moment of my life before this one suddenly meant nothing—only she mattered now. She was already the love of my life, my mate.She looked like a dream. Her black outfit fit her body like it had been stitched to her very soul, tight at the waist, flaring into wide pants that moved with a smooth, effortless sway. The strapless top bared her shoulders and collarbones—simple, yet undeniably striking. Her hair, soft pink like wild roses in bloom, was pulled into a high ponytail braid that swayed as she walked. The color gave the style an ethereal feel—each twist catching the light like spun sugar.She looked like Liora’s reflection in gentler glass. The same sculpted

Liora’s POVCora entered my room at the inn, beaming with joy. Her eyes lit up when she saw me, and she rushed over, smothering me with a hug and trailing butterfly kisses across my face.“Liora, I missed you so much. Please don’t disappear again,” she whispered, hugging me tighter.Honestly, I felt suffocated. From the beginning, I enjoyed having a little fun with her, but she’d started following me around like a love-sick puppy. I was growing bored of her attention. Still, I needed her—for now. So I plastered a fake smile on my lips and gently freed myself from her embrace, guiding her to sit on the small bed.The room was dimly lit and cramped, the bed terribly small—but at least it was clean. I sat down and patted the spot beside me for Cora to join.“My love, I didn’t disappear. I just couldn’t stay away from you for long,” I lied without hesitation.She pouted. “Bu

Mira’s POVI met with Dorrin, James, and Diana in my study.The moment Diana entered, I caught the sharp edge of a new scent, James and hers, mixed together indicating that they are mated. My gaze dropped instinctively to the base of her neck, where the claiming mark glowed brightly on her skin. Diana and James were already fully mated and marked. They sealed their bond in less than a few hours.Something flickered in my chest. Admiration… and a pulse of longing I didn’t dare name.“Not everyone’s as slow as you,” Asfar huffed inside my mind, clearly annoyed. “What are you waiting for?”“A proper mating ceremony, silly,” I teased, stifling a laugh.“So old-fashioned,” she muttered before vanishing from my thoughts.We were meant to summon Cora, but a maid entered, curtsying quickly.“Your Highness, Miss Cora left this morning to visit her relatives in the Human Kingdom. She is expected to return only i

Dorrin’s POVThe garden was soaked in twilight, the kind of light that makes you believe the world has paused to breathe. The air was thick with the perfume of blooming peonies, clinging to my lungs, and the soft hum of water lilies drifting lazily across the lake seemed to mock the pounding in my chest. Everything shimmered under the golden haze of dusk—half caught in day, half surrendering to night.I lingered at the edge of it all, part of the gathering but not of it. My heart had no business here. Not when I knew who she belonged to. Not when every fiber of me still wanted her.By the moss-lined pond, a white piano sat half-sunken into the shallows, as if some goddess had abandoned it long ago. Golden lights tangled across its lacquered surface, and wild pink and ivory blooms spilled over it like nature had claimed it for itself. It didn’t look placed—it looked discovered, sacred, untouchable.Rows of chairs dressed in matching

Alexander’s POV Marina’s fingers hit the keyboard, and then the first note came—soft, aching, like the breath you take before breaking. Another followed, and another, streaming into a beautiful melody laced with happiness and sorrow. Mira said it was a dragon song, a story of a poor girl who loved a prince.I didn’t bother to listen the legend. I cared about the way Mira rested in my arms, the way every rise and fall of sound seemed to settle in her soul. I held her close, breathing her in, her divine intoxicating scent. I couldn’t wait to this beautiful woman, to make her mine completely.The music moved like a heartbeat through the lake, through the garden, through me. Around us, others were swept under its spell—Caspian with a tear rolling on his cheek, Valen and Elena locked at each other with  a gaze full of love, the queens sharing a knowing and wise look. Even Dorrin’s face held a shadow of aching pai