Fate brought them together, will destiny tear them apart?

Lord Sylvin of the Silver Dragon has two missions in life, to keep and protect the Lady Yelena of Elliard, and to fill the gaps of his past. To do the first, he trains as a knight with the Fae Kings army, and in their war against the humans, wins honours, titles, and land – but the years apart from Yelena do not come without a cost, and when he returns, it is with a mistake that both holds promise for their future together, and threatens to destroy it.

Mated to The Dragon Lord

　　Sylvin drew his bloody blade from the human man, who fell back, clutching at the wound that spread blood rapidly through the cloth of his shirt. Behind him, Sylvin heard the grunt and groans as his men dispatched the rest of the camp. A woman screamed, over and over at the same pitch, and was suddenly silenced.


　　His blade sparked as he defended the stroke of another swordsman, and they locked, meeting eyes over the cross of metal. Sylvin grinned and the human inhaled sharply, realising who he combatted. With his greater strength, Sylvin slid his blade along the human’s weapon, to the hilt, twisting so the man had no choice but to release his hold or lose an arm.


　　He cried out and fell onto his back and elbows, scurrying like a crab as Sylvin walked over him. Sylvin slammed the hilt of his blade into the man’s temple, knocking him senseless, and flipped him into the mud, binding his hands behind him.


Chapter 82