All Chapters of The Alpha in My Dream : Chapter 41 - Chapter 50

Kieran's POV The morning light cut sharply through the heavy velvet curtains, casting long, golden lines across the grand bed.I woke up slow, a profound sense of absolute peace settling deep within my chest. My wolf was completely quiet, curled up in a state of pure, contented satisfaction that he hadn’t felt in years. I shifted slightly, my arm tightening around the small waist tucked securely against my side.Rosemary was fast asleep, her face buried in my chest. Her breathing was deep and rhythmic, her soft skin radiating a gentle, comforting heat. I looked down at her bare shoulder, my eyes immediately locking onto the fresh mark near her collarbone. The obsidian wolf sat proudly on the curve of her silver crescent moon, its neck arched and its head turned permanently toward the sky. It was completely healed, a perfect, dark contrast against her smooth skin.She was mine. My fated mate, my first, and my official Queen.I kissed the top of her dark hair gently, trying not to dist

Rosemary's POV By the time the sun began to dip below the tree line, painting the sky in deep shades of burnt orange and purple, I made my way back to our private suite. My heart fluttered with a nervous, happy anticipation. I pushed the heavy oak doors open, and the scent of the grand woods and rich mahogany instantly enveloped me. Kieran was already there. He had discarded his formal leather cape and dark tunic, wearing only a loose black shirt with the sleeves rolled up to his forearms. He was leaning over a grand mahogany desk covered in maps and scrolls, his brow deeply furrowed. The moment the door clicked shut, his golden eyes snapped up. The cold, calculating Alpha King vanished instantly, replaced by a gaze so filled with warmth it made my knees weak. "Hey, little one," he murmured, his voice a low, rough baritone. "Hey," I whispered. I didn't wait for him to cross the room. I walked straight to him, my soft blue gown brushing against his boots as I stepped right into

Rosemary's POV The past two weeks passed by in a complete blur. My life had changed so fast, it felt like trying to catch the wind. I was no longer the girl who woke up before dawn to scrub grease off the kitchen floors. Now, I woke up wrapped in soft silk sheets, with the Alpha King’s arms locked securely around my waist. But being a Queen wasn't just about beautiful dresses and soft beds. It was hard work, and Kieran made sure I was ready for it. Every morning started in our private training room. Kieran didn't hold back anymore. He pushed me hard, teaching me how to move my body, how to dodge attacks, and how to use the fast, fluid strength of my white wolf. Celine loved every second of it, roaring with joy inside my mind whenever we managed to duck under one of Kieran’s massive swings. "Keep your guard up, little one," Kieran would rumble, his golden eyes shining with pride as he blocked my kick. "Your wolf is powerful, but your human body needs to be just as sharp." After

Rosemary’s POV The grand council hall was packed to the brim with powerful wolves. The air was thick with the rich scent of expensive wines, roasted meats, and the heavy, overlapping auras of dominant Alphas. The moment the heavy oak doors swung open and I stepped through the threshold, the deafening noise in the room died out instantly. The low murmurs vanished, replaced by a sudden, absolute silence. Hundreds of pairs of eyes locked right onto me, watching my every move. I kept my chin high, my shoulders squared, and let the long skirt of my midnight-blue dress rustle softly against the polished marble floor as I walked down the center aisle. Deep inside my soul, Celine hummed with immense, fierce pride. As I moved through the staring crowd, a gentle hand brushed against my arm. I paused and turned around, finding myself looking at an older woman with kind, tired eyes, dressed in a traditional silver gown. My heart jumped with a sudden rush of warmth. "Rosemary," she whispered,

Rosemary’s POV The loud cheers from the grand platform echoed through my head, filling my heart with a warmth I had never felt before. Kieran stood beside me, his massive arm wrapped securely around my waist. He looked down at me with so much pride in his golden eyes. He looked like a god standing under the bright torchlight. I smiled up at him, my hand resting on his chest, feeling the steady, calm beat of his heart. I could feel Celine purring softly in my mind, basking in the love and respect that flooded through our bond from the entire pack. But a few minutes later, the high horns blew again, signaling the time for the formal business. Marcus and four other high Alphas walked over to the grand table, carrying thick leather scrolls and heavy inkwells. Kieran turned to me, kissing the top of my head gently. "I have to sign the formal alliance scrolls with the high lords now, little one. It will take some time. Stay close to the gardens where the guards can see you, okay?" "I w