All Chapters of A Dorm With My Alpha Mate : Chapter 11 - Chapter 20

The steady hammering of my heart, the only sound my could comprehend, on the other side of the thin wall monstrous and distorted shadows danced across the fabric as Kai moved between the fire and fabric. The sound of the collide of claws on flesh, a gut wrenching yelp of pain, the immediate snap of Jaws closing on empty air. His breath, controlled and sharp each one a punctuation mark in a violent dialogue. I squeezed frozen at the corner in the tent, my fingers desperately clawing into the fabric of Kai's jacket, which still carried his warmth and scent. My anchor in the storm, a talismán from the man who was both my warden and my protector Liora was a coiled and suppressed spring of fury, fear and rage inside me, demanding release, demanding I join the fight buh I shoved her down, deeper, feeling like I was crushing my soul with my form. A rogue wolf, larger and more vicious than the others, it's eyes glowing with feral hunger, lunged into the circle of firelight, dodging Kai

The world was the solid warmth of his chest, the rhythm of his steady gait, the scent of safety and storm that was Kai. I did not open my eyes. I could not. To open them was to face the new reality, the terrifying shift that had cracked my world open. So I kept them shut, a child hiding from the dark, and let him carry me. The forest sounds changed around us. The birds began their morning songs, a cheerful chorus oblivious to the night’s violence. The light behind my eyelids grew from grey to gold. He moved with unwavering purpose, his breathing even, his arms a fortress. He never stumbled. He never hesitated. He was a force of nature, and for now, I was content to be swept along in his current.After a time, he slowed. The air grew cool and still. The bird song became muffled, then distant. I felt him duck, his body shielding mine, and we passed into a deeper silence. The smell of damp stone and old earth filled my nostrils. He knelt, his movements gentle, and laid me down on a bed o

Kai's POV The door clicked shut behind us. The solid wood was a flimsy barrier against the world. Against Zeke’s suspicious glare. Against Malrick’s distant shadow. But for now, it was all we had. The room was exactly as we left it. Two cots. Two trunks. A chasm between them that no longer existed. She stood with her back to me, her shoulders set in that new, defiant line. But I could feel the tremor in her energy. The adrenaline was fading. The shock was setting in.The girl who had faced down rogues and walked back into the lion’s den was starting to unravel. I could smell it on her. The sharp, metallic scent of fear beneath the jasmine and frost.She did not turn. Her hands, clenched at her sides, were white-knuckled. I remained by the door, giving her space. My own heart was a wild, unsettled thing. Ragnar was a roaring presence in my blood, a possessive, furious joy warring with a cold, calculating rage. *Mate. Ours. Protect.* The instincts were a tidal wave, threatening to dr

Arden's/Aria's POVThe world had become a different place. The air itself felt changed, charged with a new and dangerous current. It was the charge of his declaration. The echo of his voice saying those words to the entire academy still vibrated in my bones. *She is under my protection.* He had not said my name, but he might as well have. He had drawn a line in the sand with Zeke’s face, and everyone had seen it. The walk from the training grounds was a silent procession. Cadets parted for us, their eyes wide, their whispers hissed behind hands. They did not look at me with pity or suspicion anymore. They looked with a new, wary fear. I was no longer just the strange new cadet. I was Kai Thorn’s declared interest. His territory.He walked beside me, his shoulder a solid, warm presence near mine. He did not speak. He did not need to. His silence was a fortress wall. I could feel the energy rolling off him, a controlled storm of possessive satisfaction and simmering rage. Rage at Zeke

Arden/Aria's POVThe scent of the underground was a familiar beast. It smelled of blood, of sweat, of cheap ale and raw aggression. It was the smell of truth. The truth these Alpha heirs hid beneath their polished academy manners. Tonight, the air felt different. It felt charged, waiting. The crowd was a living, breathing monster, its roar a physical pressure against my skin. I stood at the edge of the pit, the packed dirt floor stained dark with old victories and failures. This was not the training yard. This was not the forest. This was the heart of the beast, and Kai was throwing me into its mouth.He stood beside me, a solid wall of calm amidst the chaos. His presence was my anchor, but it was also my chain. Every eye in this place was on him, and by extension, on me. The story of his public declaration had spread. I was no longer just a curious new cadet. I was his project. His pet. His weakness. I could feel the weight of their judgment, their curiosity, their hunger. They wante