Lahat ng Kabanata ng Dreamt My Alpha Mate: Kabanata 101 - Kabanata 110

IVY'S POVThe air crackled like it was alive, every breath tasting of ash and iron. I could barely hear myself think through the screams, the clash of steel, the growl of wolves tearing through the front lines. The valley was burning, fire licking across stone and soil like the earth itself had turned against us.“Hold the left flank!” Gemma shouted over the noise, her blade flashing silver. Kara darted past her, deflecting a strike meant for Asher and shoving him back toward the defensive line.I was halfway between them and Damon, hands trembling as my power pulsed too hard to control. It wasn’t just magic anymore, it felt like something else was trying to push through me, something old and wild. The blood ward Kyle had activated shimmered faintly across the battlefield, turning the air thick and hot.Then I saw him.Kyle stood on the ruins of Thorne's outer wall, hands raised, blood dripping from his fingers in deliberate patterns. The ground beneath him glowed, runes spreading l

IVY'S POVThe world slammed back into me like a thunderclap. The moment I stepped out of the void, air rushed into my lungs so fast it burned. My feet hit the ground, real ground, trembling under the weight of war. Smoke filled the sky, flames cutting through the night, and every sound crashed into me at once: growls, steel, screams, the crackle of magic tearing through air.My aura burned around me, wild silver laced with streaks of crimson. The scent of blood and ash hit me, sharp enough to sting. Wolves clashed with witches in a storm of claws and fire. Every side was fighting everyone, the world spiraling into the chaos I’d been born to stop.And at the center of it, Damon.I found him instantly. His presence hit me before my eyes did, that deep, steady heartbeat tied to mine through the bond. He was on the ridge, blades in both hands, blood streaked across his jaw, moving with that brutal grace that was all wolf and Alpha. Every strike was efficient, lethal but even from here,

Ivy's POVThe first thing I felt was warmth, not the sharp heat of battle, but something softer, a low fire burning close, the scent of cedar and ash hanging in the air. My body ached as if I’d been pulled apart and stitched back together again.I tried to move, but my wrists were heavy. Not bound, just weak. My magic stirred faintly under my skin, dull and distant.“Easy,” a voice said quietly. “You’ll tear your aura again.”I opened my eyes.Jace sat across from me, his elbows on his knees, a faint line of exhaustion marking his face. His hair was damp, his shirt rolled at the sleeves, and for once, there was no weapon in sight. Just him, quiet and strangely human.“Where… are we?” My voice cracked.He looked toward the open window. Beyond it, the forest glowed with moonlight filtering through tall glass trees, not natural, not witch-made either. Something ancient. “Neutral ground,” he said finally. “Far north of Golden Valley. The old temple of the First Coven. No one can track y

Rowan's POVI’d seen Damon angry before but this wasn’t anger.This was the end of restraint. The forest pulsed like it had a heartbeat of its own. Every tree, every root, every creature within miles seemed to hold its breath as the air thickened with Alpha power. My wolf pressed low inside me, ears flat, tail down, instinct screaming that something ancient was waking.“Everyone fall back!” I shouted, motioning the warriors to the ridge. “Now!”Gemma’s voice cracked through the comms. “Rowan, what the hell’s happening down there?”I didn’t answer. There weren’t words for it. Damon stood in the center of the clearing, chest bare, blood streaking his arms, the moonlight bending toward him like it knew his name. His claws tore the soil apart, veins glowing faint gold under his skin. The bond mark at his neck, Ivy’s mark flared bright enough to light the forest.Kara staggered backward beside me, eyes wide. “He’s shifting.”“Not just shifting,” I muttered. “He’s breaking.”The roar cam

Damon's POVI shoved the debris aside and pushed to my feet, chest burning. My claws were out, half-shifted, blood running down my arm, but all I could think was, Ivy.I scanned the ruins, calling her name through the bond. No answer. Just the heavy hum of corrupted magic that made my skin crawl. The air tasted like iron and smoke. The artifact had exploded or worse, awakened.“Rowan!” I roared, turning toward the sound of movement.He stumbled out of the dust, limping, blade in hand. “She’s alive,” he rasped, pointing toward the far archway. “Sera’s with her.”My heart slammed against my ribs. I ran. Every muscle screamed, but I didn’t stop until I reached them.Ivy was kneeling on the ground, pale but conscious, holding Sera’s hand. Blood pooled beneath them, glowing faintly with runes, a protective shield that flickered weakly.“I’m fine,” Ivy gasped when she saw me. “But Sera”Sera looked up, forcing a smile through the pain. “Guess… I still owe you one, Alpha.”Her shoulder was s