All Chapters of The Alpha in My Dream : Chapter 111 - Chapter 120

Rosemary’s POV The air inside the lower cavern fell dead silent, save for the steady roar of the underground river beneath the stone bridge. The bright golden light that had burst from my hands slowly faded, leaving only the orange flicker of torchlight against the damp rock walls. I stood on the ledge, my breath coming in short, ragged gasps as I rested my trembling hand over my stomach—a quiet, protective reflex to shelter my hidden secret. My energy was thoroughly drained, but inside my chest, Celine purred with quiet, divine pride. We saved him, Celine whispered warmly into my mind. Kael has him now. Far below, Kael held Lucian pinned flat against the shattered granite. The giant wolf stood like a mountain of dark fur and unstoppable muscle, his razor-sharp fangs dripping saliva mere inches from Lucian’s exposed throat. Mina slowly peeked out from behind my dress, her wide brown eyes filled with total awe as she watched the monstrous wolf dominate the dark Alpha who had terr

Silver Moon Pack While the dark shadows stretched long over Silver Moon, Elder Richard slipped silently out of the clinic doors. His heavy woolen cloak snapped in the cool evening wind as he strolled through the quiet pack grounds. To any passing villager, he was merely a grieving father taking a walk. In reality, he carried the torch that would burn his own home to the ground. Reaching the secluded edge of the eastern watchtower, Elder Richard drew a small, silver mirror from beneath his tunic. He caught the fading rays of the setting sun, flashing three sharp, deliberate pulses of light toward the dense treeline across the river. In the thickets beyond the water, a low howl echoed through the trees. The rogue army hired by Lucian stirred. The signal had been given. Elder Richard moved to the heavy wooden crank of the perimeter gate, pulling the iron latch. With a deep, groaning screech, the eastern gates swung open into the dark. Seconds later, a flood of rogue warriors poured

Rosemary’s POVThe air in the grand courtyard was thick with the copper stench of blood and the suffocating reek of burning pine."Clear the steps!" Kieran’s roar echoed across the stone plaza like a crack of thunder.He didn't hesitate for a single second. Kieran charged up the marble incline, his heavy combat boots slamming against the bloodied stone. His silver broadsword flashed through the gloom, taking two rogue warriors off their feet before they could even turn around. Marcus stormed in right beside him, his war-hammer whistling through the air and scattering enemy fighters like dry leaves in a gale."Alpha!" Luke yelled from the top of the stairs, his armor battered and a deep cut dripping blood down his temple. Pure relief washed over his sweat-streaked face. "They’re trying to force the double doors!""Hold your ground, Luke!" Kieran bellowed, carving a drenching path up the staircase on foot to join his Gamma.I kept Mina behind me, pulling a short iron dagger from my belt

Kieran’s POV The cold wind whipped through the northern corridor as I sprinted across the slick stone floor. The smell of burning timber was fainter here, but the stench of raw iron and rogue blood hung heavy in the narrow hallway. Every step I took felt like running through deep water. My boots slammed against the marble, each thud echoing in my ears like a dying heartbeat. Not again, my mind screamed over and over. Goddess, please, not again. Clara’s pale face flashed across my vision—the sight of her broken body lying silent on the cold stone floor after the rogue raid years ago. That memory had haunted every nightmare I ever had. I had sworn to my inner wolf, to Kael, and to myself that I would never fail the woman I loved again. I would not let the shadows take Rosemary. I could not survive it. "Rosemary!" I roared into the dark corridor, my Alpha command vibrating through the narrow stone walls. "Rosemary, answer me!" The mind-link was dead silent. Nothing came back thr

Rosemary POV "Please, Selene" The moment the name of the Goddess left my lips, something inside my chest snapped wide open. It wasn't just a spark of magic—it was a roaring, white-hot volcano of divine energy. Driven by my overwhelming love for Kieran and the fierce, protective instinct of a mother, Celine’s light exploded out of my soul. A blinding, golden-white aura burst from my body, illuminating the dark hallway like the rising sun. The divine light was so brilliant it burned away the shadows, casting long, warm rays across the blood-soaked floor. I didn't care that my strength was draining away at a terrifying speed. I didn't care that my head was spinning and my body felt as light as air. I cared only about the man dying in my arms. "Save him," I whispered, tears flying as I placed both of my glowing palms directly over the aconite-laced blade in his chest. "Save my mate!" The moment my glowing hands touched his wound, the golden light surged into his body like li