All Chapters of My Second Chance Mate Is My Nemesis: Chapter 191 - Chapter 200

DRAEKON, still very sore from the grief, stared at the letter in his hand. Hashemii had either completely lost his mind, or was the most foolish person he had ever known. "Your father has crossed the line." Draekon said to Merakkai, his jaw locking. "I'm done being lenient."The room remained silent as they all exchanged quiet gazes.In his letter, Hashemii had boldly asked that Draekon handed over the Golden Dragon to the DragonBorns, for the power surge ritual to be carried out. He went ahead to add that if Draekon was unwillingly to let go of the dragon, then he had the option of handing Vaelora over to them.Draekon had never been more furious in his entire life. The audacity alone was mind staggering. Hashemii had declared war on them if they failed to hand over Andronikos or Vaelora within the next five days.At this point, it was inevitable. "If Hashemii wants a war..." Draekon gritted out, literally seeing red. "Then I'll give him one."He turned to Merakkai immediately.

IT WAS sealed now. They were allies.After their handshake, Draekon spoke."Hashemii demanded we hand over Andronikos or Vaelora within five days. So I take it, we have just five days until the war. I can summon my armies from the various provinces in my kingdom to all sojourn to Iron-Vale within five days. But How do you plan on convincing and getting over half of the DragonBorn population here within five days?""About that," Merakkai started, "all we need is a trusted person within the three political pillars of Ignarion. One trusted Lord, one trusted Chief, and one influential figure in royal army." He paused briefly. "The Chief would achieve the division within the council, the Lord would do the same with the House of Lords, and of course, someone influential in the royal army would sway as much soldiers as possible.""And...? Do you have any trustworthy candidates within these sectors?"A small smile graced Merakkai's lips. "I sure do." He nodded. "But for the royal army, it's

THE DINNING HALL was certainly more quiet than usual, not just because of Dione's death, but also because of the sudden war which was only fours days away.Draekon's attention never left Vaelora. The meal before him had long been forgotten. Ever since she shared that vision with him that morning, an uneasy feeling had refused to leave him.All through the day, his mind wandered through several possibilities and as much as he didn't want to entertain a particular thought, he couldn't help it.Vaelora wasn't safe and he knew it. If Amaren had been in great anguish and the DragonBorns had reclaimed their gift of fire in that vision, it left just one thought in mind. A thought that made his heart clench.Had they somehow gotten to Vaelora? Had they used her for the curse-breaking ritual?Draekon suddenly rose to his feet, drawing everyone's attention. He looked around as though only just realizing he was standing. His mind was in complete turmoil.Before Vaelora could mindlink him, the l

THE NEXT DAY.Rebekah and Khol'an arrived the Royal House after a night long trip. As the sentinels assisted Khol'an down the carriage, Vaelora and Tobias rushed out."Rebekah!" Vaelora called in genuine surprise. She wasn't expecting them for another couple of days. They had only gotten the letter the previous morning. "Lora!" Rebekah exhaled in relief at seeing she was very okay. They fell into each other's embrace while Tobias went over the Khol'an."You came," Tobias said, sounding surprised.Khol'an simply gazed up at him with a small smile on his face. "My mate doesn't go anywhere without me, Tobias.""I see..." Tobias nodded, a knowing smile equally stretching across his face.He went behind Khol'an and grabbed the handle of his chair, wheeling him forward toward Rebekah and Vaelora whose initial excitement had disappeared."I can't believe a war is really happening," Rebekah whispered. "Neither can we," Vaelora replied dryly before turning to Khol'an. "My friend..." she smil

DRAEKON couldn't believe what he was hearing. His face contorted in a deep frown."You're asking me to give Hashemii my wife??!" he thundered.Nysera flinched and looked between both men in concern. But Kaejon remained unmoved. "I am not asking you to give up Queen Vaelora. I would be a fool to do that.""Then what are you asking?"Kaejon stared in confusion. Was Draekon really asking him that? It was a no-brainer at this point."Give him Andronikos!" "Watch your tone," Draekon sneered."Kaejon..." Merakkai called calmly, a way of putting him back in line.Kaejon released a low sigh and locked his jaw. "My apologies," he rendered.Draekon said nothing in response and just regarded him quietly. "What even makes you think I would hand over my dragon to Hashemii?""Well..." Kaejon shrugged slowly. "It's either him or your...""I'm giving him neither of them," Draekon snapped.Kaejon pinched the bridge of his nose in mental exhaustion. They all weren't understanding the situation of th