All Chapters of Born to Rule: The Dragon Queen: Chapter 81 - Chapter 86

Alexander’s POVI was outside, needed to clear my head as endless meetings were sofficating me.Velkan was clawing to surface, eager for a run, and I shifted and darted through the garden to the woods. Light breeze caressed my fur, and warm soil was softly kissing my paws.One of the rare time Velkan and my vampire were united as both of them wanted to hunt and have some fresh blood of a wild animal. Unfortunately, I did not have much time, and to both of them displeasure, I turned towards the palace to go back to my duties.I just tucked shirt in my pants, feeling the dark aura and burning gaze. I lifted my head and saw him.King Alfred was leaning at the palace wall with a large goblet in his hand.“King Alfred,” I have nodded politely but coldly.He smirked, “Uncle Alfred, for you, my dearest nephew”, he said and sipped from the goblet.My eyes widened and flicked red as I caught a familiar alluring scent of

Alexander’s POVI clenched my teeth as, from the peak of absolute pleasure of building with my mate melting in my arms, I suddenly fell into an abyss of fear and fury. I couldn’t deny it—my worry wasn’t about Cora for Cora’s sake. I worried because if anything happened to her, it would shatter Mira.In a flash, I was at the indoor garden door, Mira peeking over my shoulder. Cora was on the floor, crying beside broken flowerpots and scattered soil.“What happened, dear?” Mira asked, slipping past me and hurrying to her.I scanned the space, searching for any trace of my uncle—nothing.Cora’s lips trembled. “I…I tripped and pulled the tablecloth, and all the pots fell.”I exhaled sharply in relief. So it wasn’t an assault—just an accident.“Oh, dear. It’s okay,” Mira said softly, drawing circles on her back to soothe her.

Mira's POVAlexander waited already in the chambers.He grinned with a boyish smile, "You would never guess what happened."So better we would not even try," huffed Dorrin, slowly undressing, getting ready to take a bath. Alexander ignored his bitter remark, bounced from a sofa, and in the second was next to me, beaming from joy, "my mother is pregnant. All because of your healing. We are forever grateful to you. "The happiness in his voice was contagious, pure, and unguarded, and it eased something tight inside my chest. Moments like these reminded me that not everything was about duty or fear—some joys simply existed to be shared.I smiled shyly and gigled, "So your little brother or sister are just a few weeks younger than her niece or nephew." Alexander looked at me, "Actually, my mom got pregnant earlier than you, so a baby is older than others," his gaze shifted on my stomach. "Mira, you actually got already a baby bump," he mumbled."Impossible," I sqeaked as I was less t