All Chapters of The Alpha in My Dream : Chapter 61 - Chapter 70

Rosemary’s POV A few weeks passed, and life inside the Moon Claw castle finally found a new rhythm. The crazy drama from the coronation ceremony was slowly becoming a memory. Still, things were different now. Security was much tighter than before. There were more guards at the gates, the border patrols were doubled, and I was never allowed to walk anywhere without my giant shadow. Luckily, that shadow was Tari. Over the past weeks, Tari had become much more than just a bodyguard to me. He had become one of my closest friends, someone I truly counted as family. We spent hours together every day. He accompanied me to my meetings with Lily about the new pup literacy school, walked with me through the gardens, and, true to his word, helped me eat an alarming amount of sweet pastries from the kitchen. "I'm just saying, Luna," Tari said, adjusting the heavy leather strap of his chest armor as we walked down the sunny courtyard pathway. "If the Alpha thinks he can out-eat me at the p

Kieran’s POV I watched Tari walk away with his new mate, his large arm wrapped carefully around her small shoulders. The giant warrior looked like a total fool, smiling so wide his cheeks probably ached. I couldn't blame him. When the wolf finds its other half, nothing else in the world matters. I looked down at Rosemary, who was still leaning against my chest with a massive grin on her face. Her blue eyes were bright, and for the first time in a long time, there was no shadow of fear in them. "What?" she asked, catching me staring. "Nothing," I murmured, resting my chin on top of her head. "It is just nice to see you smile like that. You look beautiful." "I am just happy for him," she said, wrapping her arms tighter around my waist. "Tari is a good man. He deserves to be happy." "He does," I agreed. "But now I have to find a new guard to watch you while he is busy staring into his mate's eyes. Marcus!" Marcus stepped out from the shade of the grand archway a few yards away. He

Rosemary’s POV The silence in the schoolhouse was so thick you could hear the tiny fire crackling in the hearth. Leo and Toby looked back and forth between Eric and Clara, their small faces completely confused. "Why is the guard guy staring like that?" Leo whispered loudly to Toby. "Is he frozen?" "I think his eyes are glowing," Toby whispered back, leaning closer to Clara’s side. Neither Eric nor Clara heard them. They were locked in their own world. Eric took another slow step forward, his boots clicking softly on the floorboards. His hands, which usually rested ready on his sword hilts, were hanging loose and trembling slightly at his sides. "I am Eric," he said, his voice unusually soft for a warrior. "I... I am the Alpha King's guard." Clara swallowed hard, her amber eyes shining with a mixture of hope and fear. She clutched the edge of her oversized tunic, her knuckles turning white. "I am Clara. I just arrived yesterday from the eastern village. I am an Omega." She said

Rosemary’s POV The room was quiet now, saved for the crackle of the dying hearth fire and the heavy, synchronized rhythm of our breathing. I lay stretched out against Kieran’s massive chest, my head resting just below his collarbone. The air was thick with the rich, musk-drenched scent of our lovemaking—the dark woodsmoke of his skin mixed with the sharp, sweet herbal fragrance of the fresh rosemary oil I’d used after bathing. His large hand was splayed over my lower back, his rough thumb tracing lazy, comforting circles over my skin. I could feel the low, steady vibration of Nikolai’s content purr humming deep inside his chest. "You're thinking too loud," Kieran murmured, his deep voice gravelly and thick with post-coital sleep. He shifted slightly, his chin brushing the top of my damp hair. "What is in that beautiful head of yours, little one?" I tracing a faint, jagged scar on his chest with my index finger, staring at the dark wooden beams above us. "I was thinking about Clara

Rosemary’s POVIf someone had told my twenty-year-old self—the girl covered in gray floor-water in the Silver Moon kitchen—that my mornings would eventually look like this, I would have thought they were completely out of their mind."If you drop that tray, Tari, I am personally reassigning you to border duty for a month," Kieran’s deep, gravelly voice thundered down the sunlit stone corridor."Alpha King, with all due respect, I survived three rogue ambushes in the northern snow," Tari’s voice shot back, filled with easy warmth. "I think I can handle carrying a plate of pancakes across the hall without a tragic military failure."I stood in front of the full-length mirror in our private bedchamber, smoothing down the soft, cream-colored knitted sweater I’d pulled over my trousers. Sunlight streamed through the tall arched windows, painting golden squares across the polished oak floorboards. Inside my mind, Celine stretched contentedly, her tail giving a lazy, warm flick against my ri