All Chapters of Dreamt My Alpha Mate: Chapter 61 - Chapter 70

The cavern still reeked of ash and blood when I carried Ivy out. Her body was trembling, her branded hand clutched tight to her chest, silver light still faintly pulsing beneath her skin. I wanted to tear Jace’s head from his shoulders for touching her, for daring to mark her in any way, but he was gone, dragging shadows with him, leaving me with nothing but fury.She sagged in my arms, pale but conscious, her breath hitching in shallow bursts. “Put me down,” she whispered.“No.” My voice came out a growl, rougher than I intended. My wolf was too close to the surface, snarling at me to keep her caged against me, where no one could touch her again.I set her down only when we reached the mouth of the tunnels, where the smoke thinned. Gemma and Asher were already corralling the survivors, Rowan’s absence heavy as stone. My chest twisted at that thought, but I forced it down. One crisis at a time.The moment her feet touched earth, Ivy swayed. I caught her elbows, forcing her to look at

Elara’s hands trembled only slightly as she drew the circle, but her eyes, sharp, unyielding, burned into me like I was no longer her daughter but a weapon she had no choice but to forge.“Again,” she ordered.Sweat slid down my spine, sticking the back of my shirt to my skin. My chest ached as if I’d already burned every breath out of me, but the air still buzzed with untamed magic, waiting to be called.“Elara…” I caught myself, biting the inside of my cheek. “Mother, I can’t…”“You will.” Her voice cracked like a whip. “The wards tremble, Ivy. The city is bleeding. Damon cannot hold them forever. If you don’t learn to twin-channel now, there won’t be a city left to protect.”The bond flared at his name. For a split second, Damon’s heartbeat thundered inside me, heavy, ragged, alive. I swayed on my feet, clutching the edge of the ritual table, the scent of ash and blood whispering through the link. He was fighting, somewhere at the gates, and my magic reached instinctively for him

The blade lay across the stone altar, its edge humming with a low vibration that crawled through the marrow of my bones. The ward stone pulsed inside it like a living heart, each beat feeding the circle around me with silver light. My hand hovered above the runes, not touching, only feeling the charge surge through the air.“This city was built on lies,” I said, my voice flat. The wolves kneeling before me kept their eyes down, afraid to meet mine, though their loyalty was already bought. “And lies always collapse. Tonight, I will decide when.”One of them shifted uneasily. “The council still holds the hall, Alpha. Damon still commands…”“Damon commands nothing,” I cut him off. “The moment Ivy bled, he lost control and I carried her blood with mine.”The vial sat at the altar, glowing faintly. I lifted it and poured three drops onto the runes. The symbols flared, and the blade absorbed the blood greedily. The ward stone inside it throbbed harder, the veins of silver in its body puls

The chains bit into my wrists again when I tried to move. Silver burned, not just my skin but my bones, and the witch runes carved into the shackles pulsed whenever I even thought about pulling free. I forced myself to breathe slowly, to keep my head up even when my body screamed to curl in on itself.“You look disappointed,” he said softly, circling me. His boots were slow, deliberate. “Did you expect your Alpha to storm in here and tear me apart? Damon is predictable, but he won’t reach you in time.”I clenched my jaw. “He’ll find me, he always does.”Jace leaned close, his breath brushing my cheek. “Ivy, Ivy… do you still not understand? You’re more than a hybrid, more than Damon’s little mate. You’re a prophecy walking. And I intend to fulfill it.”Heat rose in my chest. “You intend to use me.”His eyes glittered. “Words, Perspective. Use, fulfill does it matter? Either way, you’ll awaken. You’ll burn through these seals, and when you do, you’ll be mine.”Pain lanced through me s

The chains bit into my wrists each time I shifted. Silver and witch runes, both designed to break me down slowly. My skin blistered under the restraints, but I kept testing them anyway, whispering sigils under my breath, pushing magic into the seams even though every attempt left my palms scorched.The stone chamber reeked of damp and blood. I knew Kyle wanted it that way. He wanted me to feel small. Powerless. But I wasn’t the same girl who’d once hidden her blood. I had Damon’s bond thrumming through me now. I had a fire.I traced a rune with my fingertip, letting the sting sharpen my focus. Just one crack. That’s all I needed. I pressed harder, whispered the old word my mother had taught me. The iron hissed. A jagged line crawled across one of the runes, thin but real.Then came the backlash. My hand lit up with violet fire, and pain raced through my arm until I couldn’t hold back a scream. The chains stayed intact, but the smell of my own skin burning filled the room.I collapse