Lahat ng Kabanata ng Born to Rule: The Dragon Queen: Kabanata 51 - Kabanata 60

Liora’s POVI swallowed the bitter potion with a grimace. The taste clung to my tongue, foul and metallic, twisting my stomach. But it was necessary. Tonight, I needed to conceive—and this potion would make certain of it.Slipping a second vial into the hidden pocket of my gown, I walked the familiar path to Alexander’s chambers. I didn’t bother knocking. I had never needed permission before.He was there—sitting in an armchair, a glass of wine in hand. Shirtless. Barefoot. Damp hair curled against his temples, drops of water still clinging to his skin. He looked… undone. His gaze was distant, empty, lost in a place I could never reach.He noticed me but didn’t rise. “I thought you’d already bid me farewell. Honestly, I’m not in the mood for company tonight.”The words cut, though I expected them. I knew the truth. His heart was already Mira’s. And me? I was nothing now. No lo

Mira’s POVHow is it even possible? I had just broken the mate bond, and yet I was already granted a second chance.To say that Asfar was overjoyed would be an understatement. She radiated pure happiness—especially when she saw the dragon beside us. Storm.We descended slowly, landing in a forest clearing with Storm following close. The air was filled with the intoxicating scent of flowers and fresh grass. The view was breathtaking—beautiful flowers of all shaped and colourful shades, birds chirped and fluttered carefree, as if out of some ancient fairy tale. But I didn’t care. The only thing I saw were the captivating turquoise eyes of the most handsome man—my mate. Protective, brave, caring, and loving… and he was mine.The most beautiful smile widened on his lips, the smile of absolute happiness. His ginger locks looked like wildfire against his pale skin and dark clothes. I wanted to shift, to throw myself into his a

Dorrin’s POVI still could not believe my happiness. The Moon Goddess had answered my prayers—Mira and I were fated mates. The thought alone made my chest swell, but having her in my arms, her skin against mine, was a dream I never thought would become reality. My heavy steps echoed through the palace halls as I carried her to her chambers, her soft weight pressed to me. The warmth of her bare body stirred a primal hunger deep within, an urge to claim her again and again, and from the sweet, intoxicating scent of her arousal, I knew she wanted it just as much.In her chambers, I placed her gently on the bed, unable to tear my eyes from her flushed face and parted lips. I leaned down, ready to kiss her, but her gaze suddenly went distant—her eyes clouding as a mind-link pulled her away from me. I froze, sitting beside her, waiting, unease prickling my chest.Then Mira gasped and jerked upright. Her gaze was wide, haunted, filled with horror. My hear

Alexander’s POVThe whole day was madness. From the very morning the palace was alive—people running everywhere, decorating, checking, rehearsing, fixing things that didn’t even need fixing. Music starting and stopping. Voices echoing through every hall. Everyone seemed excited, but for me it was torture. I was counting the hours like a man waiting for his own execution.I needed to see Mira. I needed to speak with her. But every time I thought about walking to her chambers, the weight of shame stopped me. Diana told her the truth, that I hadn’t betrayed her, that I was tricked—but Mira never came. She never said a word to me. That silence was worse than anything else.Now I was standing in the ballroom, music filling the air, chandeliers glowing, people laughing, drinking, smiling, and I was in the agony.. Just my heart beating too fast, like it was trying to break free from my chest.And then Mira entered, her hand locked i

Mira’s POVDorrin crouched next to us, his face pale as if he’d seen a ghost. “Why is he not healing?”“Mark him!” Asfar shouted. “We can heal him once he’s marked!”I turned to Dorrin, fear of losing Alexander suffocating me. “Asfar said that I have to mark him to heal.”Dorrin’s face clouded, a storm of emotions flickering in his beautiful eyes. He pressed his lips into a thin line and replied, “Then mark him.”My lips parted, stunned. I could not believe what he said. My voice trembled. “Are you sure?”Dorrin sighed deeply. “I love you. I do not want to share. I am a dragon, and we do not share.” My heart sank, but he continued. “But I also know that you love him—and you always will, even if he dies. He sacrificed his life for you, and I am grateful to him for saving my mate.” He paused. “Mark him, and comple