Dreamt My Alpha Mate
DUAL POV(IVY & LYRA)
IVY
The Bridge breathed.
Not the old stone span that once divided wolf from witch, blood from blood, but the living arc of light
and shadow rising from its bones, humming softly beneath the triple moons. It glowed now, not bright enough to blind, not dark enough to frighten. Balanced. Steady. Alive.
I stood on the hill with Damon, our hands linked, our shoulders touching the way they always did when the world felt whole. Below us, the valley shimmered with lanterns and laughter. Wolves shared fire with witches. Hybrids moved freely between them, no flinching, no fear.
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