Serana POV.Pain. That is all I feel right now. I know it’s my heat, but fucking hell, someone could have told me how painful it is. What was I expecting? Well, not this, that’s for sure. It feels like my blood is boiling in my veins. Nothing like the fire I am used to. No, this fire will consume me and the world around me. It bursts out of me in waves.I see Vilkas standing in front of me, panting parts of his skin are singed and burnt, but he is healing quickly.“MATE!” I think, even though I am now in the back of my mind as I watch Bedelia fly into the sky. High above the flames. There is no smoke, which is odd.“It’s enchanted fire. It burns hotter than normal fire.” She states matter-of-factly. I moan as I lay down in her mind. A roar and flames shoot past us. I turn my head and see Jaka gaining on us the higher we climb, breaking through the clouds. High above everything. We hover when Jaka breaks through the clouds and faces us.Their gazes lock when Bedelia shrieks and attacks

Serana POV.Looking at the spreadsheet in front of me, I am lost. What am I looking at? Running a kingdom isn’t all that it is cracked up to be. It’s not just kissing babies and waving lazily as I pass by my subjects, not that I would do that. Well, the kissing babies, of course they are so cute.I knew it was more than that, but fucking hell. Looking at the numbers and statistics in front of me, my head is spinning. Why can’t they make it simple? Like, what do we need more of? Not the percentage of the crops yielded. I’m fucking clueless to all this, but thank god I have my little team to help me, otherwise I would never sleep again.“What is it I’m looking at?” I ask out loud as I look up from the screen in front of me to see Wesley smirk at me with his arms folded over his chest. He rolls his eyes and walks towards me.I offered Wesley his Alpha position back in his former pack, but he stated he vowed to be there for me and he won’t be leaving. I smiled at his words and burst into

Serana POV.We land in neutral territory. The warriors arrived ahead of us and have booked into a hotel. Vilkas hands me the bag with our clothes and I pull on a white, flowy skirt, and the white shirt. Placing my feet in my heels, I pull my hair up in a ponytail and wait for Vilkas to put on his suit. God damn, he is fine! Is it hot or just me?“Stop drooling, you hussy.” Bedelia chuckles in my mind, and she is one to talk. She was drooling too. Pregnancy has made us horny, not that Vilkas is complaining, especially when I launch myself at him every chance I get.Apparently it is normal for phoenix’s being like this during their pregnancies. Also, a phoenix gestates for three months, but a dragon is the same as a human pregnancy, so we have guessed the baby will be born at around six months. I’m not bothered as long as it is healthy.I lick my lips as I watch him saunter towards me. Gods.“I would never deny you, baby, but not right now. As soon as we get back, you can do whatever yo

Vilkas POV.I take Serana in my arms out of the restaurant and take her up to the room. Everyone is quiet at the revelation. The door opens and in walks Lara. I growl and place Serana gently down on the sofa. Turning, I move fast and grab her around her throat and slam her into the wall beside the door.She doesn’t fight or scream, she just looks at me with those icy blue eyes.“Why? Why didn’t you ever say anything? Serana is going to be hurt that you betrayed her trust. So tell me Lara, if that is your real name. Why?” I step closer to her and she looks up at me with tears streaming down her cheeks.“I had to be sure. My brother is crazy. I had to protect her. I knew the day she stepped into the hearth after what you did. I knew who she was. I never meant to hurt either of you. I mean her and your baby, no harm. Xerxes is not a good person.” I scoff at her and squeeze her throat as she chokes. I hear a whimper from behind me.Turning my head, I see Serana staring at us, her face bla

Serana POV.The room is silent as we consider how to retrieve the sword. Only problem is finding the one who the sword belongs to.“What I don’t understand is, if King Marius wasn’t the one the sword belonged to. How did he wield it?” Vilkas asks and I sigh as I look through the texts in front of me.The sword of Isolda is legendary. The sword was lost and so forgotten. It is meant to be given to the one who can wield it the power to destroy a god and tear a hole in time and space.“Maybe because the sword didn’t belong to him in the first place.” I say as I turn a page. For the past few days, every spare moment we are in the library, looking for answers. Lara said it is where we are not going to like. However, we were all wrong. I thought it was in the fae realm. But of course it wouldn’t be that simple.“True, but surely the actual one who can wield it can find it?” I look up at him and then groan.“If that is possible, then we need to find that person. But where do we start? It doe