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They both looked at me. I wrapped my arms around myself, the silk of the dress feeling suddenly suffocating. “Can we just go?” Rhaenan stepped forward and held out his hand. “I’ll take you back.” I didn’t take his hand—but I walked beside him. As we passed Baelorin, I glanced back over my shoulder. He didn’t say a word. Just watched me with that unreadable stare, the rim of his goblet pressed to his mouth, like he was biting back something he didn’t want to admit.

I added, nodding toward the official who stepped forward with documents and testimonies—physicians who had quietly aided the cover-up, witnesses who had finally stepped forward. Then I turned to Jas and Malachi. “For your deception, for your cruelty, and for your attempt to manipulate not just me, but the throne itself—you will be exiled. Stripped of title and everything you own, beaten then banished. If you ever return, i will not be so lenient” Malachi stood abruptly, shouting something about unfairness, but the guards were already in place. I looked to Meandro then, and her hand tightened around mine. “I will not be marrying Jasquire,” I said firmly. “Instead, I will marry Meandra. And in

I look up into the milky white eyes of my best friend and say one word. “Dragon’s!” **Authors note** I hope you have enjoyed Book 2, the next book, will follow on from this from Monday the 15th of Dec. Book 3 follows the story of Princess Emerald and King Vulcan in The Dragon Kings Golden Obsession. Hope to see you all soon :) MM xx

“What do you want from me?” “I want you to find me, Arya,” he replies softly. “I want you to do what you’re destined to do. You’re already planning that, aren’t you?” His words bring a chill all over me. “Then I will not come. I will not see you. I will not do what you want me to do.” Rhysand smiles as though he knows I would say this, and right off the bat I see something odd about him. His teeth. Yeah, they’re perfectly white and even, but his canines are long. It protruded from his lips like that of a wild animal’s.

He tilted my chin up gently, eyes searching mine. “Best of my life,” I rasped, voice wrecked, head tipping back toward the ceiling. Neither of them argued. But Rhydian’s hand closed around my ankle, tugging my attention back down to the dark hunger still burning in his eyes. “We’re not done.” My stomach flipped with fresh anticipation.

The asshole in front of me just laughs more. "The person in charge of the council is someone that I was led to believe was dead. I'm not sure if he still goes by the same name, but I know him as Silas Rivers. Ryder Rivers, the Beta of the Deadly Nightshade pack, if he still holds that position, is Silas's nephew. Silas was one of the few adult pack members who abused me as a child up until I was 13, when he suddenly disappeared from the pack. If he didn't abuse me, he would get me punished by making up lies. Lucan told the pack he was dead when he suddenly disappeared. Tell me, Silas, did you know that both Lucan and Rhea are dead? If not just so you know, I sent Lucan's wolf back to the moo

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“Is that a challenge, baby?” Amara looked over her shoulder, her eyes meeting his as she tilted her head. “Do you take it as one?” Rhys walked behind her, his chest touching her back as he raised his hand and ran his fingers over the several books on the shelf above. Eyes sharp and amused. Amara was almost pressed between him and the book rack, heart in her mouth and legs clenching. She knew he was doing it on purpose. “You like fantasy, more like magic and knights.” He pulled out one book, a thick book with a light brown cover with images of a knight and a woman. He tilted his head. “Never grasped what’s so good about this one though.”

The nostalgia and all my highlighted points are mostly about Rhys. "This means a lot," I said. "You know the male lead in this book; his name is Rhys, and oh god, he is the epitome of sexiness. When I came to know more about him, I was like, Sir, please step on me. His eyes, his wings, and his I could not finish my sentence when I heard a low growl erupt in Noah's throat. "Be careful when you are talking about other men while I am here," Noah threatened.

I don’t even have time to turn before the lock clicks. Has Elena come to comfort me? I turn and Rhysand is leaning against the door, his large frame blocking it. He looks at me with a mixture of amusement and cold disgust. “You look pathetic, Rain,” he says, the words cutting through the silence like a blade. “Get out, Rhysand,” I retort, my voice cracking with barely contained tears. “I’m not in the mood.” His voice drops to a low, taunting rumble. “What happened to the triumphant woman I saw earlier? Where’s the queen of the mansion?”