Alle Kapitel von The Alpha in My Dream : Kapitel 11 – Kapitel 20

The Moon Claw pack house was entirely silent when we finally arrived in the dead of night. I purposely bypassed the grand foyer, the bustling warrior barracks, and the main living areas. I didn't want a single stray eye on her tonight. Instead, I carried Rosemary up the private Alpha staircase, heading straight to the highest, most secure wing of the estate.I led her directly into the Luna's suite. It was a massive, beautiful room filled with soft cream fabrics, a crackling fireplace that my staff had lit ahead of our arrival, and large windows overlooking the dark, peaceful gardens. For five long years, this room had remained empty, preserved like a cold museum after Clara passed away. But tonight, the heavy, suffocating air of grief vanished, replaced entirely by the sweet, natural fragrance of fresh rosemary.I set her down gently on her feet near the edge of a large plush rug. She immediately clutched the thick fleece blanket Marcus had given her around her shoulders, looking aro

The room was far too large.Rosemary stood perfectly still in the centre of the massive, cream-colored rug, her raw, red fingers clutching the edges of the heavy fleece blanket as if it were the only solid thing left in the universe. Everywhere she looked, there was absolute magnificence. The high, carved ceilings stretched into the darkness, the rich velvet curtains pooled elegantly on the polished floorboards, and a grand stone fireplace crackled with a warm, golden fire that chased away the midnight chill.It was the Luna's suite. A room built for a queen, a room meant for a fierce, proud female who could run wild at the front of a pack.*I don't belong here,* Rosemary thought, a sharp, suffocating wave of panic squeezing her chest. Her side throbbed with a dull, burning heat where Anna had shoved her earlier that morning, a painful reminder of her real identity. She looked down at her worn canvas shoes, resting on a carpet that probably cost more than everything she had ever owned

Rosemary POV I sat there on the silver grass, staring into the quiet depths of the mist as Kieran's words echoed through my soul. *Hiding you. Someone might still be looking.*The sheer weight of his realization sent a cold shiver straight down my spine. Slowly, the locked doors of my childhood memories began to swing open, revealing things I had buried deep in the dark."She changed," I whispered, my voice trembling as I looked up at him. "After my dad died... everyone in the Silver Moon pack thought she was just losing her mind to grief. They told me she was drowning in the sorrow of losing her mate. But it wasn't grief, Kieran. It was absolute panic."Kieran's arm tightened around my shoulder, his large hand rubbing my arm to soothe the sudden trembling of my body. "What do you remember, Rosemary? What did she do?""She would lock the doors five times before we went to bed," I said, the memories rushing back in a terrifying wave. "She stopped letting me play near the pack borders.

I sat frozen in the center of the massive bed, my fingers digging into the smooth silk sheets as the morning light began to peek through the grand velvet curtains. The pale, gray glow cast long, intimidating shadows across the Luna's suite. My heart pounded frantically against my ribs. In the dark, Kieran's voice through the connecting door had been a steady, rumbling anchor, but now that the mansion had settled into a heavy quiet, the overwhelming reality of the room rushed back to suffocate me. I was in the Moon Claw pack house. Hiding behind a brass bolt. Nearly an hour passed before a soft, polite knock sounded at the main hallway door—not the connecting one. "Rosemary?" a gentle, warm voice called out. "It's Lily and Chloe. We brought some breakfast for you, if you're awake." I tensed, my hyper-vigilance flaring. I slowly slid out of the massive bed, my worn canvas shoes making no sound on the plush rug. I walked to the main door, my breath catching as I unlocked it and pull

Kieran's POV "The border is clear, Alpha," Marcus said, throwing some dirty rogue collars onto my desk. "The scouting party ran away as soon as our warriors arrived. But they were definitely tracking your cars from last night.""They were looking for her," I growled, pacing around my desk. My wolf was angry and restless inside me. "They know she left the Silver Moon pack. Whoever was hunting her ten years ago knows she is gone."Tanya sat in the chair across from me, her arms crossed. "Then you are bringing danger straight to our home, Kieran. For a girl who cannot even shift to defend herself.""I am the King, Tanya," I snapped, stopping to glare at her. "I will protect my mate. No matter what."Tanya let out a sharp, frustrated sigh, her anger getting the better of her. "Kieran, think about the pack! The elders already have questions, the warriors are whispering about her rank, and now rogues are at our borders. You cannot put a crown on a kitchen maid! You can't honestly tell me y