The Almighty Dragon General

The two cuts were a stark contrast to her otherwise fair skin. Blood kept flowing from the wounds, dyeing her neck red. 

Her vision turned misty as crystalline tears welled up in the corners of her eyes, falling and mixing with her blood. 

She had fallen into despair. 

Faced with General Trent Xavier, all her helplessness and hopelessness piled up. 

More than anything, hate swelled up within her. 

She hated that she ran into that fire because she heard someone calling out for help! 

She may have saved one person, but the injury that had been inflicted upon her cost her ten years of torment! Ten years of pain! 

She became the laughing stock of the entire school when she got those burns. 

Even the friends she was once close with wanted nothing to do with her! 

Her classmates treated her like a bringer of plagues, avoiding her as much as they could! 

Her family started hating her. Even her own parents treated her like she was worthless! 

When her scars were finally healed, she had thought that maybe those ten years of suffering were worth it, after all. 

But now, she was once again in the throes of despair. 

“Please, General Xavier. This has absolutely nothing to do with us. It’s all Thea’s fault!” 

“Yeah! It’s all her fault! Torture her if you want, just please let us go!” 

stared up at Trent’s expressionless face and listened to the Callahans push her onto the proverbial train tracks, all so they themselves could live. She fell deeper

talking, are

turning cold. Immediately,

“Sir.” 

happens when they cross my family. We’ll deal with

“Yes, sir.” 

Thea’s restraints, then dragged her out by the hair like

was only wearing a thin dress. It ripped under the friction between her and the ground. Her skin was rubbed raw as she was dragged to the auction hall. Her wounds sent sharp sparks of pain

of the Cansington Hotel, the auction was proceeding

of the items they had put up were worth anything, yet their starting bids were high, at least ten times higher than what they would be worth

were all well-versed in

Xaviers, but Trent Xavier had returned to gather funds, intending on building his family back

the General of the western border. He had immense power, and crossing him was the last thing any of

when they knew what they were bidding on were fakes and forgeries that were worth nothing, because they knew the alternative would be Trent Xavier getting payback on them for not buying

as soon as the last bid was complete.

her spiel. “The following item is for Moonlit Flowers on Cliffside’s Edge. The starting bid is eight million, bidders must bid no less than half a million every time they make a

happened when the painting resurfaced. That painting Thea had destroyed was also a fake. The Xaviers just wanted an excuse to take the Callahans

because Thea Callahan had called Alex Yates and put him on speaker, so Alex heard what Joel Xavier had said and bankrupted the Xaviers

be a fair starting bid for it, yet now the Xaviers had offered a fake

We bid ten million.

bid eleven million.

representing the Wilsons. We

the Western Border General Trent Xavier’s good side, some of the wealthier families started bidding in earnest. Soon enough, the forged Moonlit Flowers

forged painting was finally bought for twenty-one

crowd was waiting for yet another item, two fully armed men dragged

hair was disheveled and blood caked her face. One of her high heels was missing, and she had friction burns on

crowd drew in a cold breath at the scene.

released once she

had positioned her so she just so happened to be facing the

big names in Cansington, but the sight of Thea’s bloodied face terrified them. Their faces went pale as they sat frozen in their seats, not even daring

“Help… help me…”