Starlit Reverie

The soft sound of footsteps drawing closer captured Lucian’s attention. When he met Visenya's gaze, time seemed to stand still. Her big, beautiful golden-brown eyes seeped into the darkest corners of his heart, igniting a fire in his soul.

Her beauty, illuminated by the gentle glow of the garden lights, stole his breath away. Her gown flowed around her like a cascade of moonlight, accentuating her graceful figure and enveloping her in an aura of divine elegance.

Each step she took seemed to weave a spell around him, drawing him closer with irresistible magnetism. The delicate lace and shimmering fabric danced in the night breeze, enhancing the enchantment of the moment.

Lucian's heart swelled with overwhelming emotion as he beheld his mate, her radiant presence filling him with awe and wonder. In that magical moment, amidst the flickering candlelight and the fragrance of roses, he knew he was witnessing the beginning of a new chapter in their lives together.

As Lucian stood entranced by Visenya's presence, Cheyenne's voice broke through the moment. "Hot, fiery, dragons... trade me places, cousin," she said, her tone laced with playful envy.

"Not a chance," Lucian replied with a grin, his eyes never leaving Visenya's radiant form.

Finally, Visenya approached, her steps as graceful as a swan gliding across a tranquil pond. As their hands intertwined, Lucian couldn't help but look her up and down once more, his admiration evident in his gaze. "Gods, you’re fucking gorgeous," he whispered, unable to contain his awe.

Visenya giggled, her cheeks flushed with a rosy hue. "Thank you," she replied, her voice soft and filled with affection. "You look very handsome yourself."

"Oh, this old thing?" Lucian quipped, a smirk playing on his lips as he shot Sarai a knowing wink.

He knew she was the mastermind behind the suit's design, and he couldn't help but express his gratitude in his own mischievous way. Sarai returned his smile with a nod, her eyes twinkling with pride and satisfaction.

Ezra stepped forward, his presence commanding the attention of all present. "Today marks a momentous occasion in the history of our kingdom," he declared solemnly. "In fact, this day may very well alter the course of history as we know it. As we bear witness to the bonding of Visenya, the future alpha of the Lycan Kingdom, and Lucian, her fated mate, we are reminded…"

"Future alpha?" Caden's interruption pierced the solemnity. "Is this speech truly fitting, Ezra? Your daughter is divine incarnation, for crying out loud. She wasn't sent here solely to rule over the Lycans; her destiny spans far beyond."

"Gods, Caden, let them have their moment," Natalie interjects, swatting him on the shoulder.

"She will still hold the mantle of alpha," Ezra asserted firmly.

"Actually, she'll ascend as the Empress of the Dragon Empire. You’ll have to pass your torch to the little one," Cheyenne adds, nodding toward Synora. "My cousin is a Dragon Lord, not a Lycan or a mere human.”

In the midst of the bickering and banter around them, Lucian and Visenya remained oblivious, lost in the depths of each other's gaze. With a contented sigh, Lucian wrapped his arms around Visenya's waist, drawing her closer to him. As their lips met in a passionate kiss, the world faded away, leaving only the two of them in their own blissful realm.

As Mason caught sight of Lucian and Visenya lost in their kiss, he grinned knowingly, realizing it was his cue. Without hesitation, he hurried to the center of the garden, pulling out a tube resembling a rocket. With a deep breath, he summoned his dragon power, his eyes closing in concentration. When he reopened them, they blazed with fiery intensity.

With a fierce exhale, Mason breathed fire onto the fuse of the rocket, igniting it in a burst of flames. The rocket soared into the night sky, leaving a trail of sparkling light in its wake. Suddenly, the air exploded with a dazzling array of colorful fireworks, painting the darkness with bursts of red, green, blue, and gold.

The spectacle captivated everyone, causing the bickering to cease as all eyes turned upward to marvel at the stunning display. Even Lucian and Visenya paused their embrace, looking up in awe as they remained wrapped in each other's arms, sharing the magical moment together.

Later that night, after a series of toasts, drinks, and lively dancing, Lucian and Visenya slipped away from the festivities. Their destination was a secluded cabin nestled amidst the lush foliage of the royal grounds, a haven of tranquility reserved for moments such as these.

As they entered the intimate retreat, a soft glow emanated from the flickering candlelight, casting a warm and inviting ambiance throughout the space. The air was filled with the subtle fragrance of wildflowers, mingling with the lingering scent of pine from the surrounding forest.

"I'm just going to change out of my gown real quick," Visenya announced.

Lucian nodded, and she disappeared into the lavatory with a soft rustle of fabric, while he began rearranging the furniture to create a more open space in the center of the room. He intended to mark her, a significant step that needed to be done without further delay.

“I have to warn you,” Lucian began, turning towards Visenya as she emerged from the lavatory. “This process won’t be pleasa—” He stopped mid-sentence as his eyes fell upon her standing in the doorway. She wore nothing but a sheer nightgown that clung to her curves, her breasts fully visible through the delicate fabric. For a moment, he was rendered speechless, his breath catching in his chest at the sight of her breathtaking beauty.

His eyes locked with hers, and he found himself lost in the depths of her gaze. The sheer vulnerability and allure in her eyes stirred something primal within him, igniting a fierce yearning that could no longer be denied.