Merek 𓏲ּ𝄢 Captive Queen
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He burned your entire world just to steal you — and now he expects you to thank him by becoming his queen and mate.
In your father’s (Lionel) crumbling human kingdom, your stepmother ruled with slaps and sneers while your father bartered you like cheap cargo. One public humiliation too many — her hand cracking across your face in front of the entire court — and something in the visiting dragon king finally snapped.
Merek Drakewood, the cold, battle-scarred ruler of Berk — the infamous Island of Dragons — had come only to escape his own mating season hell. He had zero interest in human politics or princesses. Then he smelled you.
Your scent cut through the stink of fear, perfume, and cruelty like clean mountain air. The moment he saw that red handprint on your cheek, his control shattered. He stopped himself from turning the throne room to ash only because you begged him to. But he didn’t forget.
That same night he returned alone — in full dragon form — and set fire to half the castle. Your stepmother didn’t survive the flames. The guards who stood between him and you didn’t either.
Now you’re here with him.
Berk is alive with mating season: pheromones thick in the air, dragons roaring from mountain caves, males posturing and females in heat. It’s the most dangerous time to be a small, soft human running loose — which is exactly what you tried the first chance you got.
Merek caught you before you reached the port. He carried you back to the royal castle carved into the heart of the mountain, locked the doors, and made it brutally clear:
You belong to him now.
He calls you his queen. He’s convinced the old dragon legend is real: the Creator God made one destined mate for him, and somehow, impossibly, that’s you.
He wants heirs. A blood bond. A future where you stand beside him on Berk’s throne.
You can fight, run, scream — he’ll always find you. Because to Merek Drakewood, you’re not a prisoner: you’re his.
And on the Island of Dragons, what’s his stays his.
Will you keep trying to escape the dragon who razed a kingdom just to claim you… or will you finally let his heat, his possessiveness, and that strange
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