na Beau

cle that merged arcane dragon-engineering with modern mechanics, gli

e window in a blur. The silence inside was abs

ordinary humans abide by modern secular laws and

hical authoritarian system. At the apex stands the Dragon Monarch,the absolute top-tier Alpha Dragon

ch governing their own clan territories, bloodline resources,

strange, burning tingling sensation lingered on my skin. I could not fathom why I harbored such

stop before the imposing ga

omerys or the Carlisles, but deeply entrenched in commerce and politics. I pushed t

I faced a

ain door, gave me a crisp, formal salute

h and pushed open t

s, Arthur and Eleanor Sterling, were seated on the sofa,

rough the air. "Seraphina! Look at what you've done

blood, sloshed onto the polished wood. "You dared to call the Dragon G

ng over me, leaving me cold. "What I've done? Should

"We already know! It was I

isheard. "What? S

ch family pressure, his Dragon Soul became unstable, he nearly lost control. It was our kind Isabelle who, heedless of her own safet

n-blood's power; its instability can l

oded Dragon Lord can both intimidate and soothe, and

el room alone with yo

table Dragon Soul? In a hotel room? With his fiancé

l! What would a Dragonless person like you, who doesn't even have a Dragon's Scent, k

hat twisted betrayal into an act of heroic salvation. And

rthur, Eleanor, and Isabelle, smiling together in perfect harmony.

been in touch. They are deeply displeased with your reckless behav

was flat, dev

h the Carlisles. To mend this 'misunderstanding' and to solidify the bond between our f

e that. And I wasn't just cast aside; I was the o

ging into my palms. The pain was

gree," I s

to decide!" Arthur slamm

nt blood covenants,breach of which affects not only reputation but also territories, business alliances, a

,"Whose bigger picture? The Ste

eraphina, you should be happy for your sister'

nt of sisterly affection from her, onl

s matter is settled. Go to your room now and reflect on your mistakes. You are not to

a decision. It

e first time, I saw them not

ds the stairs. My back was ramrod straight, eac

me. "What is that attitu

't loo

he word 'home'

the most remote co

e was once nothing more than a headline to me, and I

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his brief, decisive judgment tonig

hap

creen, and a wild, desperate idea beg