The majestic dragon flew marvelously above the clouds, out of sight of ground dwellers, over the lakes and rivers, villages and cities, plains and fields, hills and mountains. Dom hadn't stopped to rest even once, since he had left his castle yesterday after giving the order about Immunity protocol. He was getting tired but his rage and need for a solution hadn't subsided. The weather was rainy most of the day, so it was a safe journey. Dom flapped his magnificent wings and flew ahead towards the mountains hidden in the ranges. His anger was a little in control, but the feeling of his unconscious mate in his arms and her look as she lay limp on his bed was still haunting him. That was not how he wanted her in his bed when they had discussed her staying in the morning. He had a plan. He just wasn't sure if it was going to work. He desperately needed it to work through. His life, his Iris' life, and their life together depended on him succeeding. He flew until his wings ached, but kep

>> The Oakwood table was gone. In its place was a well-built beechwood table, not as big but doing the job just fine. Dom sat at the head of the table and the rest of the family members took their places just like they had on the night Iris had her first dinner with them. Elijah took Iris' seat in the meantime. Dom sat with his chin on his hands with intertwined fingers, elbows on the table, waiting patiently for everyone to be seated and silent before he started, "You all know why we are here. Iris, my fated mate, was first poisoned and then kidnapped behind my back, under all your noses. You failed to protect your Alpha Queen. It doesn't matter if you are a traitor or not, Iris is in the hands of the one person who hates her the most on this planet. And I am going to devise a plan to g

Everything was a blur. The sights were wavy and the sounds were like random noises in his ears. Dominic McBlaze tried to focus on one of the waving lights in his vision but failed, as his hearing had failed to focus on any single sound and make some sense out of it. He didn't know how long it had been but it seemed like almost a week had passed since Y had captured him. Dom had spent most of his time unconscious under the effects of severe drugs. He was always awake enough to feel every cut on his skin and every tissue being ripped apart before allowing him to heal himself and then repeat. Y was always there in times of his consciousness, to remind him of how he had starved him in his dungeons, and Iris was always left bleeding on the opposite side of the magical transparent wall, as a spectacle for him to agonize over and for Y to mock his defeat. This time was like all the rest. He was barely able to see through hazed eyes, as his Iris lay almost lifeless, barely breathing and con

The lights blinked as dust fell from the ceiling and cables shook, probably a result of something heavy falling on the roof. Dom blinked a couple of times to bring his eyes to focus. He could feel surges of adrenaline that he hadn't felt in a few days. His body was repairing itself and pushing him into the fight-or-flight response. Something was different, there were noises in the usually silent room, where only Y's mockery used to be heard whenever Dom became even the slightest conscious. This time, though it felt like he was alone and there seemed to be a battle of sorts going on outside. 'Had the final war already begun?', Dom thought to himself and tried to pick his battered body from the bloody steel operation table on which he had been lying for who knows how long. As soon as his bare feet touched the cold floor and tried to carry his body's weight, the first thing he heard was a screech. A maddening screech that he knew too well and wanted to never have heard again. The secon

The sun shone so brightly, the cool Hawaiian breeze rustled the tree leaves and iced fresh fruit drinks were simply the cherry on top. One week ago, Dom gave official orders for the wedding rituals to begin after the official announcement of his wedding, which was supposed to span over a whole month. They needed to get it all done and over with because when Freddie had led a team back to Y's island to scavenge what was left and get a better idea of what he had been doing for centuries, he revealed that Y, as expected, hadn't died of the wound Dom had given him and had succeeded to escape along with most of the valuable stuff. This meant Y was at large and very vengeful. No one could predict what was going on in that psychopath's head but they knew that since his plan of killing Dom and Iris didn't go as planned, he was doubtlessly quite vindictive and malicious. They decided to tighten the security and quicken the wedding, thus quickening their crowning. Thus they had mutually decid