Todos os capítulos de Dragon’s Mark:His Dragonheart Mate : Capítulo 31 - Capítulo 40

CHAPTER 32 – Echoes of DestinyRowan’s hands hovered over the molten heart of the Fire Source, heat licking her skin without burning. Sparks jumped from the cracks, golden light scattering across the cavern. She swallowed, trying to steady the pulse in her chest that matched Azeriel’s own.“Kai,” she said softly, “I can feel him. He’s here.”Kai stepped beside her, eyes scanning the shifting flames. “Rowan, be careful. The Fire Source responds to your bond with him. One wrong move and it could overwhelm you.”“I know,” she replied, voice firm but low. “But I need to see. I need to know what connects us.”Her fingers brushed the molten edge, and the cavern around her dissolved. Heat became vision, fire became memory, and Rowan fell into a whirlwind of color and light.She saw herself, a tiny infant swaddled in a golden glow, eyes bright with unknown power. Beside her, another infant stirred — blue fire in their veins, eyes closed but pulsing in rhythm with hers.A hand, masked and shad

CHAPTER 34 – Azeriel’s GameThe scorched valley stretched before her, jagged rocks blackened by fire, smoke curling into the sky. Rowan stepped forward, gold flames flickering around her palms, senses alert. Every heartbeat pulsed with Azeriel’s presence. He was close, waiting, already moving in ways she couldn’t see.“Rowan,” a voice echoed, smooth and teasing, “you think you can face me alone?”She spun, fire lashing toward the sound. Nothing. Then another voice, identical, came from the opposite side of the valley. And another.Mirrors of herself. At least five figures, each perfectly mimicking her stance, her movements. The illusions raised their own flames, mirroring hers in a deadly dance.Rowan froze for a moment, chest tight. “Which one is real?” she muttered, fire flaring in hesitation.“They all are,” Azeriel said from somewhere unseen, voice rippling through fire. “Every choice you make, every strike you throw, I know before it happens. You’re predictable, Rowan. You always

CHAPTER 36 – Fires of ReflectionThe cavern was quiet after the clash, the air thick with smoke and the fading glow of broken flames. Rowan leaned against a stone pillar, breath shaky, her ribs aching from the hit that had thrown her earlier. The world still rang from Azeriel’s last strike. Her mark flickered like it could not decide if it should flare or fade.Kai stepped toward her with careful steps. His fire had dimmed, the gold fading back into his skin. “You need to rest,” he said. “That last blow almost broke you.”Rowan shook her head and pushed herself upright. Her legs trembled but she refused to sink back down. “I can’t rest. Not now. He’s learning faster than I can keep up.” She touched her mark, feeling the heat rising and falling in uneven waves. “Every move I make, he’s already inside it.”Kai studied her face. “That’s why you need to stop for a moment. You’re running on fear and anger. He can read both.”Rowan turned away from him and walked toward a quiet corner of th

CHAPTER 38 – DRAGONHEART DUELThe cavern walls shook harder as the heat surged forward. Rowan held her breath when the entrance darkened, the air turning sharp with cold fire. A figure stepped through the haze. Blue light curled around him, brushing the stone like frost burning in reverse.Azeriel.His eyes glowed the same blue that pulsed inside her chest. He studied her with a calm that felt colder than the flames around him. “You called me,” he said. “Or maybe you simply stopped running.”Rowan tightened her stance. “I didn’t call you. I only stopped pretending the bond wasn’t real.”He smiled with a faint curve of his mouth. “Then you’ve finally learned what you are.”“I learned what you turned me into,” she shot back.Azeriel moved closer. The traps at her feet warmed as they sensed his fire. Rowan shifted slightly, ready to set them off when she needed them. Azeriel seemed to sense that thought. His blue flames rose a little higher, licking the air.“You think you can cage me,”

CHAPTER 40 – Ashes and OathsThe moment Rowan’s voice faded into the roar of the firestorm, the world around them shuddered. The Fire Source pulsed with a heavy glow that seemed to throb in her bones. She could still feel the echo of Azeriel’s rage inside her chest, faint but sharp, like the bond wanted to pull her toward him whether she liked it or not.Azeriel straightened, ash sliding off his shoulders. His eyes kept flickering between gold and a deep burning red. “You felt that too. Don’t lie.”Rowan swallowed. “I’m not lying. But feeling something doesn’t change what this is.”He stepped closer, his flames shaking the ground with each move. “You think this fight is about you winning or me winning. It isn’t. The Fire Source has already chosen. It reacts because of us.”“It reacts because we’re tearing everything apart,” Rowan shot back. “Look at the crater. Look at the sky. If we keep pushing like this something will break.”His expression twitched, the smallest hint of doubt pass