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Claimed By The Pure-Blood Dragon Tyrant

Chapter 2 

Word Count: 1062    |    Released on: 19/10/2026

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olent fire, and the crushing pressure of his red-gold bloodlin

n pupils. He w

finger until a pained groan

k, poisoned blood spilled from the corner of his mout

I slid down the w

gy meant he was suffering from a fatal neurotoxin f

ical knowledge about dragons for me-the names of the meridians, the

ots outside were already pounding closer, and I had just es

on pupils, clearly high-ranking, clearly dying. And clearly the o

argaining chip. But before the negot

pel, braced myself against the freezing dragon scent lingering i

voice was low, hoarse, and carried the absolute authority of

form, a deep, jagged scar ac

thes, his arm dropped limply onto the mattr

econd thought, and straddled his firm thighs, ripp

was glowing a strange, icy blue, while the veins b

ire were tearing his hea

he heel of my hand squarely on the lower half of his stern

sappeared, and his ragged, scorching breaths hit the ho

le watching his pupils. His skin felt as cold as a

his nose, leaned down, and pressed my mouth directly a

across my skin and made my heart skip a beat, though the metall

heaved. His Adam's apple bobbed, and he coughed up a lar

my torn sleeve, and flicked my wrist to press the tip of my steel s

dragon pupils were much clearer now, and h

h," he rasped, his vo

ghtly and met his terrifyi

r your blocked meridians right now, yo

ether I was lying, before letting out a cold snort an

to press and knead the key meridian points across his chest

nd the rough edges of that old scar, making his breathi

sh of frost and fire inside him settled down, and the golde

witchcraft did

st like an iron shackle, the rough calluse

ing my wrist free from his grip and looking him de

adable smirk, but before he could say a word, ch

h is drugged and hurt, she couldn't have go

re aware of how serious your condition is, but I'm telling you now th

frame of the adjoining area, followed by aggressive

ragon Guard on of

g lazily against the carved headboard now, his red-

elter too, little wildcat," he m

guards outside rammed the heavy wooden

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Claimed By The Pure-Blood Dragon Tyrant
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“I transmigrated into the body of Ayla Mcintosh, the despised, "Dragonless" eldest daughter of an Earl. Before I could even process my new life, I was drugged and locked in a brothel by my illegitimate half-sister and my fiancé, the Crown Prince. They hired mercenaries to ruin me, then brought the Royal Dragon Guards to catch me "red-handed." "Seize this whore and execute her on the spot!" Kamden roared, eager to break our engagement and marry my sister. If I were the original Ayla, I would have been butchered on the spot, and my loyal maid would have been beaten to death back home to take the blame. They thought they could step all over me just because I lacked a dragon soul. They thought I was still their pathetic, cowardly punching bag. But they didn't know the soul inside this body was a former ER doctor and MMA fighter. I snapped the mercenaries' arms, escaped through a sheer drop window, and accidentally saved the life of the Kingdom's most terrifying tyrant-the pure-blood Dragon Prince. "Anyone who touches her is declaring war on my Black Iron Cavalry," he declared. With his absolute backing, I returned to the castle. It's time to make them pay for every drop of blood they took.”