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Claimed By The Pure-Blood Dragon Tyrant

Chapter 8 

Word Count: 894    |    Released on: 19/10/2026

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to his knees on the cold flagstones with a lo

led to recognize Your Highness's royal carriage!" he wailed, slamming

and knees, frantically pulling back the heavy iro

ys cursed at me and stole half my daily

groveling servants, tilting his

territory. Handle

r. I took a deep breath, untied the ribbons of his heavy black cloak, and le

trembling gatekeeper and look

eyes wide and l

ehead, and the moment he saw my f

Why are you with

clothes, but when his gaze brushed against Graydon's freezing red-gold drago

was you in the dark! Lady Malone gave strict or

ly in the center of his chest, sending

tten what family name is car

rns hurried out into the front courtyard, my voi

intosh, and I am the only legiti

nging open as they tried to connect the fierce woman standing befor

est, a faint smirk of approval playing on his l

dest Miss out to the ditch. Fifty lashes with the scale-breaking whip

our Hig

agon Guards stepped forward, grabbed the screaming gatekeepers by their c

and gave Grayd

ding me your guard

ied, striding past me through the open gates with his long legs. "Lead the w

tower in the northwest corner where I had b

ck me up completely, letting him see the filth

brightly lit main keep and the manicured gardens towar

rew taller, and the damp, rotten s

while Deric, following two steps behind us,

u live in a place like

rotting wooden door at the base of the tower. "This i

t over the room: a three-legged wooden bed propped up with bricks, a black, m

w freezing in an instant as terrifying rage

ood?" he ground out between his teeth, wisps of pure-g

e small firewood shed next to the tower, followed by th

My loyal Dragonless maid who had

a fury so sharp it

zed it, my feet already tearing

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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.”