Semua Bab Dragon’s Mark:His Dragonheart Mate : Bab 11 - Bab 20

CHAPTER ELEVEN – “Red Sky Warning”The summit chamber buzzed with voices, each louder than the last. Torches burned along the walls, but the air was cold with tension. Rowan sat stiffly at the long stone table, eyes darting between the dragon heirs, elders, and Kai at her side.A storm dragon heir, broad-shouldered with pale silver hair, slammed his hand against the table. Sparks crackled along his skin, thunder rumbling faintly above the chamber.“She has no place among fire dragons,” he declared, pointing at Rowan. “The Dragonheart belongs to storm, to sky. Not to cursed blood like his.” His finger shifted sharply to Kai.Kai’s jaw tightened, but he stayed silent.Rowan’s pulse quickened. “Excuse me—belong?” she repeated, her voice sharp.The storm heir sneered. “The Dragonheart is meant to strengthen the clans. Not… waste herself on a fire prince marked by destruction.”Before Rowan could snap back, Kai rose slowly to his feet. His voice was calm, but every word carried weight. “If

CHAPTER THIRTEEN – “The Kiss That Burns”The Emberfall garden lay hushed in the night, its roses glowing faintly with emberlight. Moonlight spilled in fractured streams across the stone paths, but even the pale glow of the sky seemed dull compared to the restless shimmer of the fire-roses. Their petals pulsed faintly, ember veins flickering as if they, too, were listening for something.Rowan’s boots whispered against the gravel as she paced back and forth, her steps quick, her breath too tight. The chill of night clung to her skin, but it couldn’t cool the heat that still roared through her veins. The events of the night refused to leave her chest—the spell that had dragged her under, the shadows curling in her lungs, the darkness threatening to swallow her whole. And then him. Kai, cutting through the void like a blade, fire blazing in his eyes, pulling her free when she thought she was gone.Her throat worked against the lump rising there. He had saved her—again. And she needed ans

CHAPTER FIFTEEN – Fires of BetrayalRowan didn’t return to her dorm right away.After leaving Kai in the Chamber of Flames, her chest had felt too tight, her breath uneven. She needed air. She needed silence. She needed space from everything burning around her—him, the curse, the eclipse, the bond she never got to choose.But eventually, when the halls had quieted and the torches dimmed, she made her way back.The room was dark when she entered. Nyra’s side of the room was tidy as usual, her books stacked, her clothes folded, her mirror charm glowing faintly. Rowan didn’t expect her to be back yet. Nyra always stayed out late when she sensed Rowan was upset. She tried not to get in the way.Rowan dropped onto her bed, rubbing her temples.Kai’s words wouldn’t leave her alone.“I wanted you to choose me.”As if she’d ever had the chance.She let out a breath and reached for her blanket—then paused. Something felt off. A faint rustling sound. Not from outside. Inside the room.Rowan sto

CHAPTER SEVENTEEN – Born of FlameThe moment Rowan stepped into the Skyforge fire circle, the flames reacted—pulling inward, bending toward her like they recognized her. Kai followed slowly, barely managing to stay upright as another wave of heat ripped through his chest.“Rowan,” he said, voice tight with pain. “Once this starts, it can’t be undone.”Rowan didn’t waver. “Good. Then let’s finish it.”Kai exhaled shakily. He stepped inside the circle. The moment his foot crossed the boundary, the flames roared upward, sealing them both inside.Rowan felt her mark flare—hot, alive, almost anxious.Kai dropped to one knee, clutching his chest. His skin glowed faintly under the moonlight. “It’s… starting. The fire— the curse—it’s ripping through me.”Rowan knelt in front of him, grabbing his shoulders. “Tell me what to do.”“Take my fire,” he whispered. “Let it meet yours.”“How?”Kai lifted her hand and pressed her palm flat over his heart. “Just let the bond open.”Rowan nodded, but her

CHAPTER NINETEEN – “The Heart of Fire”The ruins of Arcadia smoldered beneath a sky choked with smoke. Cracked stone, fallen towers, and broken sigils glowed faintly with the last traces of battle fire. Rowan stood at the center of it all, chest rising and falling hard, the echo of her own flames humming beneath her skin.Kai was still fighting Ashen’s generals somewhere behind her, but the moment Rowan sensed that sharp, cold pull—the same one she’d felt every time Ashen tried to meddle with her life—she knew the Headmistress was close.A gust of heated wind swept through the ruins, and Ashen stepped out from the haze like she owned the world.Her robe was torn, her hair wild, but her eyes… her eyes burned with a cruel certainty.“Well,” Ashen said, her voice steady despite the flames. “The little Dragonheart thinks she’s a warrior now.”Rowan tightened her grip, flames curling around her fingers. “I didn’t come here to fight you,” she said. “You brought the war to me.”“Because you