All Chapters of A Dorm With My Alpha Mate : Chapter 101 - Chapter 110

Malrick’s POVDawn arrived grey and cold over the courtyard. Frost edged the air. I leaned against the stone wall and watched the gathered wolves. They stood in two loose groups, eyeing each other with open suspicion.On one side were Kai’s trusted fighters: Rylan, still resentful about being left out of last night’s scout; Elara, arms crossed, gaze fixed on Sylvie with steady distrust; and several seasoned warriors, their bodies scarred from recent battles, their patience thinned by hunger and constant threat.On the other side stood Sylvie’s new trainees: Fen, Liv, and Tor. They kept a slight distance, carrying the focused calm of the night mission. All three looked toward Sylvie, who stood beside me coiling a length of rope with steady hands. She paid no attention to the stares.Kai walked into the open space between the groups. “Today we train as one unit. The strike on the supply camp demands perfect coordination: infiltration, diversion, ignition, retreat.”A murmur rose from hi

Kai's POVI stood at the wall overlooking the cellar tunnel entrance, fingers pressed against cold stone. Below, Fen, Liv, and Tor had just disappeared into the darkness. Three shadows swallowed by a greater shadow. No dramatic farewells. No promises. Sylvie had checked their gear one final time, nodded once, and stepped back.“They will return,” Malrick said from beside me. His voice carried certainty rather than comfort.“They have never done this alone,” I replied. “Without you or Sylvie to guide them.”“She has been guiding them for three days. Now they guide themselves.” He paused. “That is how training works, Alpha. You release them and trust them.”Aria’s voice drifted up from the hall below. “The map is ready. Elara is bringing the latest supply estimates.”I turned from the wall. “We will be there shortly.”Malrick followed me down the narrow stairs. His movements were slower than usual; the old wound in his side troubling him more than he admitted. A large oak table held ou

Kai's POVMorning arrived quietly, I stood in the courtyard watching the teams gather for drills. Rylan and Kira appeared first, their steps already more controlled than they had been a week earlier. Fen, Liv, and Tor arrived next and took their places without prompting, Malrick stepped out from the hall carrying a cup of tea; his lined face held a faint look of approval.Then Sylvie passed me without speaking, the same as always but this time I noticed details I had overlooked before, how her stride eased slightly when she neared Malrick and her gaze, usually distant, met his for a brief second, shoulders loosening when he gave her a quick nod.“Focus,” Malrick called to Rylan, who had shifted his boot and scraped a stone. “That noise travels, you might as well blow a trumpet.”Rylan muttered under his breath but corrected his footing.I left the wall and walked to where Aria filled water skins she worked steadily, eyes scanning the group even while her hands moved.“You keep watchin

Sylvie's POVBefore dawn I rose and walked to the entrance and Fen was already there, inspecting his gear under the faint glow of a lamp."You should have slept," I said, sitting beside him."So should you." He kept his eyes on the knife he was sharpening. "Nerves?"I drew my own blade and joined the ritual. "Nerves belong to people who have never faced this, experience belongs to those who know exactly how many things can still go wrong."He nodded slowly. "How many things went wrong for you in the past?"I weighed whether to soften the truth, then discarded the idea. "Enough to teach me that preparation carries you only so far after that, you rely on instinct and hope the odds favor you.""Did your instincts ever fail you?""Sometimes." I met his gaze steadily. "But I am still here that means I learned from the failures faster than they killed me."He considered my words, then returned to his sharpening as the rest of the team arrivedLiv appeared first, moving without sound, her eq

Sylvie's POVThe corridor was dark, the way I preferred it.I had been walking toward the supply room to check our remaining oil stores when voices drifted from the infirmary. I should keep walking, eavesdropping is beneath me but something in Finn's tone made me pauseI pressed myself against the wall, invisible in the shadows, and listened… "Remember the first time you made me hold a blade?" Finn was saying. His voice was weak but warm with memory. "I was scared of my own shadow but you put a practice knife in my hand and said, 'This is just a tool, fear makes it heavy but confidence makes it light.'"Aria's soft laugh drifted through the doorway. "You dropped it three times.""Four. The fourth time you made me pick it up with my teeth while you stood on my back." He chuckled, then winced. "Ow…laughing hurts.""Then stop making jokes." Her voice held no reproach. "You were stubborn, always refusing to quit, that's why you survived.""Because you taught me not to quit." A pause foll