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Twenty Four (Ivy's POV)
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2025-08-30 08:51:03
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Dreamt My Alpha Mate Twenty Eight ( Damon's POV)
The air down here was wrong. I could taste it the second time my boots hit the slick stone steps, the way rot and ash twisted together into something that didn’t belong in a wolf’s lungs. It wasn’t just the stench of decay, it was the bite of warding magic, the kind that chewed at the edges of your senses until you questioned if the shadows were crawling or if your eyes were betraying you.The catacombs under The Thorne were not on any official maps. That’s what made them perfect for hiding things like secrets, bodies, weapons too dangerous to leave in daylight. My bet was on all three.I forced my steps to stay quiet, one hand brushing the damp wall as if grounding myself would stop the bond from burning in my chest. Ivy’s scent didn’t reach here, but her absence pressed down heavier than the damp ceiling. That phantom tug between us, it flared and dimmed like a wound that refused to block.I pushed it down and got focused. The ash trail had not lied. Thin streaks of grey dust m
Dreamt My Alpha Mate Twenty Seven ( Ivy's POV)
The first sign that I wasn’t in the waking world came with the silence, wasn't the normal kind, nor the quiet of night where crickets chatter and wind rattles branches. This was thick, heavy, a silence that pressed against my ears like a held breath.I turned in the dream, feet bare against a floor that wasn’t really a floor. Black glass stretched in every direction, reflecting a thousand versions of myself. Each one fractured some with golden eyes that weren’t mine, some with witch fire hands. My chest squeezed.And there was JaceJace didn’t walk into view. He was simply… present. Tall, lean, all angles softened by that unsettling stillness he carried. His silver streaked hair shifted against the unreal wind, though I hadn’t felt a pull. His eyes burnt amber with an edge too sharp to be human pinned me, and suddenly the silence broke into the sound of my own pulse hammering.“You wear pain like a crown,” Jace said softly, stepping close enough that the air prickled. “But you don’
Dreamt My Alpha Mate Twenty Six ( Damon's POV)
The council chamber stank of incense and arrogance. Old wood groaned under the weight of Elders leaning back, silver rings catching firelight like they were already basking in their own triumph.“Alpha Damon,” Elder Kyle’s voice curled like smoke, too smooth, too deliberate, “you proved loyalty to pack and law. You severed the impulse in favor of duty.”Applause rose, not thunderous, not heartfelt, but measured claps from bony hands. Polite. Mocking. Like I was a fighter that had survived, not a leader still in control.I sat still, but my body betrayed him. My jaw ticked with every hollow compliment. My fingers drummed the armrest once, then curled into clawsInside, the bond still screamed. Ivy’s scent clung to me like phantom rain. They didn’t smell it, they couldn’t but my wolf pressed claws against my ribs, pacing, demanding to turn back time.Gemma caught my eye from the corner where she stood like a shadow to my flame. Her arms were folded, fingers drumming slow, deliberate bea
Dreamt My Alpha Mate Twenty Five ( Ivy's POV)
The door shut behind Rowan with a solid click, and for the first time since the whole drama, the house was silent. There was silence except for the low, feverish pulse of the parchment in my hands. It radiated like a coal against my skin, heat one moment, ice the next, and every flicker sent a shiver racing through my chest.My chest heaved, ribs straining against something invisible and sharp. Damon’s words; his rejection, spoken with a voice that should have steadied me still scalded my ears.Protected guest, Not mate, never mate.A trickle of something wet slid over my upper lip. I swiped at it without thinking, only to see my fingertips come away red. Nosebleed. The metallic smell hit the back of my throat, and the bond throbbed harder, like it enjoyed watching me bleed.I hadn’t even unwrapped it properly, just enough to glimpse the smear of ash, the jagged letters in Jace’s hand: Choose. Seven nights. That was enough. My throat locked. The rest of the world could have burned
Dreamt My Alpha Mate Twenty Four (Ivy's POV)
The hall feels colder than it should. Maybe it’s the stone floors, maybe it’s the weight of everyone’s eyes scraping against my skin, but I swear the air itself thickens the moment the charm bowl flares brighter.Was not just brighter but Alive.The silver glow whips upward, licking at the vaulted ceiling, spilling across the crowd until shadows carve the walls into absurd shapes. Someone gasps. Someone else mutters. Then the word no wolf should ever hear drips into the silence like poison.“Witch.”The word “witch” hit me like it had before. Years ago, when I was barely ten and overheard two Omegas whispering behind the stables. They laughed as they said it then, like it was a fairytale curse. Tonight, there was no laughter. Just fear.It starts as a hiss. A single tongue too brave for its own good. Then another voice joins, and another, until the whispers coil into a low chant that gnaws at my bones.“Witch. Witch. Witch.”Every syllable claws me raw. My pulse thrashes in my throa
Dreamt My Alpha Mate Twenty Three ( Damon's POV)
The air hit me wrong before I even saw the warehouse. My wolf pressed claws against my ribs, pacing hard, every step urging me to leave it. But I couldn’t. If hybrids had rooted here, this was my duty to match out. The silence though, it clung like cobwebs, thicker than it had any right to be.The stench hit me before the first body did. Burnt oil, dry blood, and that metallic torch hybrids carried when they were forced into hiding too long. My wolf pushed forward, itching to tear through the nest, but something in the air felt… staged.“Alpha, left quarter’s too quiet,” Rowan’s voice rasped through the link in my ear. “No heat signatures in the wood.”That was the first red flag. Hybrids didn’t give up high ground unless they were planning something.I raised a hand, halting the vanguard. My warriors froze, muscle firm, waiting for my word. The warehouse around us groaned under its own rust, metal beams dripped condensation, and shadows twitched like they were breathing. My claw
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