Two weeks. They’d been in his chambers for two full weeks, and Freya was starting to understand why dragon honeymoons […]

The dragon wedding was nothing like Freya’s first almost-wedding. For one thing, she actually wanted to be there. The ceremony

Freya woke to sunlight streaming through the windows and the overwhelming sensation of not being alone. Not physically—Lysander was still

The healers left at midnight. “We’ve done all we can,” the head healer said, her expression grave. “The wound is

Freya woke to pain and the sound of arguing. She’d been unconscious for only moments—the combat had just ended, healers

The Neutral Stones stood at the border between dragon and human lands—ancient monoliths older than any kingdom, carved with runes

Six days of training blurred together into one continuous nightmare of sweat, pain, and relentless repetition. Freya woke before dawn

The formal challenge was sent at noon, carried by a dragon messenger who returned within hours with Viktor’s response. Freya

The war horns sounded at dawn, shattering the fragile peace. Freya jolted awake in Lysander’s arms—they’d fallen asleep in his

“I want to show you something,” Lysander said the next evening. They’d spent the day together—flying over the mountains, walking