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Part one. "Father!!!" Vaelora's lips trembled as tears streamed down her face. "No... no!" Her scream tore through the air as she collapsed to her knees. Her father's body lay crumpled on the ground, blood spreading beneath him. With shaky hands, she lifted his head into her lap. "Please..." she begged. "Open your eyes." But he didn't. He never would again. Vaelora jolted awake with a gasp, her chest heaving as cold sweat clung to her skin. That nightmare again. Seven years had passed, yet the wound remained as raw as ever. She would never forgive Draekon Noir for causing her such pain. Never. Pushing the memory down, she dragged herself out of bed and moved through her morning hygiene routine. Today was supposed to be a good day and she refused to let Draekon ruin it before it even began. She and Dione had plans to meet the fabric seller for her wedding dress. After nine years together, they were finally getting married in two weeks. The thought still made her he

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VAELORA tried to breathe, struggling to come to terms with her new reality. "No..." The word slipped out of her lips. A tiny whisper. "No!!" The words came out much more loudly this time. The entire arena had gone silent, both races watching with deep curiosity and high level awareness of what had just happened. Alpha king Draekon's beast had just claimed its second chance mate and soulbound. Shocking. Draekon was supposed to pick one of the seven noble DragonBorn females they were just about presenting to him, as his chosen soulbound, to finally seal the pact between both kingdoms. Now, that wasn't going to happen, because a certain she-wolf had suddenly appeared as his mate. Draekon looked ahead and saw his brother running towards them. "Vaelora!" Zayn called again, looking very worried as he approached them. Draekon's eyebrows kissed each other in further confusion. What was really going on? "Lora! Are you okay?" Zayn held her shoulders from behind, as her cries inc

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ANDRONIKOS released a low rumble, his gaze steadily on Draekon. His lair was strangely a homely sanctuary, carved into the rocky lands of the House of Veylor. That was Draekon's favourite place to be, especially when he was disturbed or just needed some space. Last night, it was both. The past couple of days had been rough. The DragonBorns had returned to their kingdom without performing the power surge ritual, because Draekon could no longer fulfill his part of the treaty agreement. He couldn't marry any of the DragonBorns ladies because he had found his mate. Just then, Alpha Noir appeared at the entrance of the lair. He paused, gaze flicking cautiously toward Andronikos, ensuring the dragon did not perceive him as a threat. Even after all these years, no one had grown truly comfortable in the beast’s presence. Only Draekon could truly command the dragon. At his son’s slight nod of reassurance, Alpha Noir stepped inside. "I'm so sorry about Dione's outburst yesterday." He s

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THE HALL looked magnificent. Like something out of a fairytale, filled with invited guests from all the other kingdoms, except the DragonBorns of course. For the past six centuries, the other kingdoms in the supernatural realm had remained subservient to the Werewolves. "Your turn." Om'zaar said to Vaelora. She was draped in a gold and white dress, fit for a queen. But she was broken. Angry. Bitter. Draekon just had a way of elevating her from one nightmare to another. And he always managed to look put together while at it. "I, Vaelora Hugo," Om'zaar led. "I, Vaelora Hugo," she repeated. "Take Draekon Noir, my gift of a lifetime from the moon goddess." "Take Draekon Noir, my gift of a lifetime from the moon goddess." She doused the urge to scoff at that point. "To love and to be bound under the grace of the moon goddess." "To love and to be bound under the grace of the moon goddess." "Until death do us part." "Until death do us part," she finished, locking her empty gaz

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VAELORA woke the next morning, feeling sore everywhere. The early morning sun that filtered through the window blinded her eyes, making her close them shut as she hissed in discomfort. Turning to the other side of the bed, she noted how straight and properly tucked in the sheets looked. As though no one had lain on it the previous night. There was a bit of rowdy noise within the House of Veylor, and Vaelora wondered what could be possibly happening. Forcing herself down Draekon's really comfy bed, she headed towards the window, wanting to know what the noise was all about. Looking out, she saw the numerous carriages and the wedding guests, all ready to leave back to their various provinces and kingdoms. She spotted Draekon as well. Alpha Noir stood beside him as they most certainly thanked the guests for gracing the wedding, and wishing them farewell. That was supposed to be Vaelora's duty, but she could honestly care less. Stepping away from the window, she made her way f

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VAELORA woke up the next morning, her reality still the same. She turned to the other side of the bed which appeared very smooth and straight, just like the previous day. But this time around, she was very sure that Draekon had lain there the previous night. She had always heard gossips about him being extremely organized. He always expected that things remained as he had left them, very particular about how neatly a place was cleaned, and could sight the tiniest speck of dust anywhere. Just then, the door to their chambers opened and an unfamiliar maid walked in. Seeing that Vaelora was already awake, she released a low gasp. "Please forgive me for barging in without announcing my presence, Luna." She bowed. "I thought you were still asleep, and didn't want to disturb your rest." "It's okay," Vaelora replied, brushing the maid's worry aside. "Are you new? Never seen you around before." "Yes, Luna. I am a part of the recent omega tribute from the Shadow Fang Province." "Oh,

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"WHAT the hell are you looking for, Vaelora?" Hearing Draekon's unexpected question, helpless panic rose within her. She actually had no idea that Draekon had returned to the House of Veylor, until that maid had come to call her down for dinner, as per his orders. Vaelora knew better than to obey and go downstairs, when their chamber was currently a desperation infested sea of law scrolls. She had thought three days would be enough for her to find a loophole, but goddess! How wrong she had been. Even after a whole week, she had found NOTHING. She quickly ran round, packing up the scrolls into one of the empty chests in their chambers, hoping Draekon didn't appear in their chamber before she was done covering her tracks. She had managed to throw the last scroll behind the curtains, just in time before Draekon showed up. She was successful. Or so, she thought. Vaelora was completely unaware that Draekon had spotted the 'hidden' scroll behind the curtains. "I asked a question

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VAELORA didn't expect these much maids would assemble. They were over a hundred of them. Though, the House of Veylor was a large empire. It housed over thirty High Lords and Ladies, so the number of maids working there, seemed quite reasonable. "Luna, I have gathered them all." Danika; the Chief maid over the House of Veylor, whispered to Vaelora. She was a middle aged woman that still managed to look extremely younger. Werewolf genes aside, she had a great look. "Thank you, Danika." She gave an appreciative nod, looking back at the maids before her. A small smile made its way to Vaelora's face. She was going to deeply root her feet within the grounds of the House of Veylor, and she was going to begin with the lowest of ranks. A power move rooted in both politics and survival. "Today, we are going to do a bit of reshuffling and reassigning." She began. "I hear that some of you have been serving in a particular department for too long." She exhaled lowly, b

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ZAYN had led them both to his chambers, where they could have their discussion without the worry of being overheard by anyone. "You found the loophole?" Vaelora asked in an accusatory manner. "Calm down, Vaelora." He sighed. "But how? We went through those scrolls so many times, and we didn't find a thing. How did you?" "We had both been looking at the wrong places." Zayn said, slowly heading towards his work table and picking up a scroll lying there. "The historical law scrolls for marriage isn't the wrong place, is it?" Vaelora was confused. Where else could they have found a loophole out of a marriage, if not in the laws scrolls for marriage? Just then, Zayn handed over the scroll in his hand to her. "One of the scrolls under the library's section for Historical Laws on Annulment." Oh, goddess. Quickly opening the scroll, Vaelora read through, her eyes widening even more with each line she consumed. "Zayn...." She whispered, happy tears welling up her e

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DRAEKON stared at Vaelora, anger evident in his eyes. He understood her tricks. He knew the law scroll she had decided to use to her advantage. But he was going to frustrate her. "Silence." The moment the word dropped from his mouth, the entire place went calm, accompanied by a feral growl from Andronikos, which resonated through the roof. "Chief Wofah, I do understand your concerns." Draekon nodded. "However, this hypothetical point of yours, regarding the Luna's inability to birth a werewolf heir, isn't valid." The place remained calm. No one dared cause chaos when Draekon spoke. "Her wolf's dormancy, doesn't necessarily equate to her inability to reproduce pups with wolf genes. I mean, both my parents were werewolves, but I still managed to be partly DragonBorn by the virtue of a six hundred year prophecy. Who is to say I wouldn't be the first and last DragonBorn-wolf?" The chiefs hummed in support, nodding their heads. Zayn knew this was going to be such a b

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