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Chapter 42 - Tiberius
BryantPlease don't do it, Tiberius! Remember what happened last time!
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Dream Mate Chapter 43 - Katrina
I was not thrilled that Alexander chose that moment to wake me up. I don’t care what his reason is. The damn hospital could be under attack, and I would still rather be with Tiberius. I groaned, opening my eyes, turning my head from where it had been on Tiberius’ chest to glare at my cousin. “What is so damn important? You understand I’m trying to get my mate to wake up from a coma, right?” I questioned, sitting up, missing the feel of Tiberius’ body. “Yes, I understand that well, Kat. But Madonie is attacking, and they are coming at us hard this time. There will probably be casualties, and the hospital will be chaotic. Alpha wants you home where you will be safe.” Alexander sighed. “I’m sorry to take you away from him.” Delilah softly spoke up from behind Alexander. Okay, I can’t be mad at her, especially when she looks at me with those big innocent doe eyes. I pray for the males when she gets older; they all start falling at her feet. He doesn’t even realize he does it, but my co
Dream Mate Chapter 44 - Tiberius
I had every intention of staying in that safe room. I swear to Goddess, even if I’d considered leaving, I remembered what happened last time. My shoulders ache just thinking about that damn rack the Shit Witch had me on. I don’t want to relive that shit. And I don’t want to give Katrina any reason to worry about me. There is more than enough for her to handle in the real world. I don’t need her worrying more about me than she already does. So I decided I would stay put and maybe devise a plan for when we face the next level. We may not know what we’ll come up against, but given how the previous three levels went, it will probably be something related to old games. The first was cards, the second was chess, and the third was shoots and ladders. I was busy racking my brain for old games. I couldn’t come up with a lot of them. I’m in my twenties and didn’t play many old board games. So, of course, my enemy, an old bitch, would know more archaic games. It does make preparing for this nex
Dream Mate Chapter 45 - Katrina
Two days! I’ve spent the last two days trying to get to Tiberius in his dream world. But I could only get to August every time I entered his mind. And tried as hard as we could, but we couldn’t get to Tiberius. We made it out of the black pit, into the forest, and to the tower, but we never could reach the castle. It was getting super frustrating. Add that frustration to my growing concern that I was feeling our bond less and less when I would touch him. I know the bond can’t be broken because I can still enter his dream world. But Melania is doing something to keep us apart. It has to be similar to what she did to keep August and Tiberius apart. I thought to call Bisnonna for guidance, but I don’t want to deal with that bitch. She probably wouldn’t tell me even if she did know. She’s proven that she doesn’t give a flying fuck about me or probably anyone. She had known about Tiberius and Thales, yet kept her mouth shut. She knew about so much and kept it from my family, and now look
Dream Mate Chapter 46 - Katrina
I’ll probably feel bad for leaving Crista, Persephone, and Isis in the bunker later. Someone will let them out when it’s safe, so they don’t need me to use the access code. Right now, I don’t have time to feel anything but intense worry for Tiberius’ safety and unimaginable anger at Melania for causing him pain. I don’t know what she’s done to him, but I know it’s terrible with how much pain I’m in, and we aren’t even marked. Many people will call my driving skills terrifying. I speed and drive aggressively, and I own that. And right now, it’s working in my favor. I don’t have time to waste, and it’s not like I have a wolf to run to the hospital. Speaking of not having time to waste, I had to slam my breaks as three wolves stalked out of the tree line and stood in my way. I don’t know if they are Incubi, Bloodmoon, or Madonie, but I’m not going to hit someone with my car unless I know they are my enemy. I managed to skid to a stop having to cut the wheel to avoid them. Breathing
Dream Mate Chapter 47 - Katrina
I can’t believe my eyes. Maybe this is some fever dream? Yes, that makes more sense. When I tried to touch Tiberius, Melania’s magic killed me because that’s the only explanation I have for seeing my dead mother. Or maybe Melania is in my head, and this is her way of messing with me. I’ll kill that bitch slowly and painfully if that’s the case. Not that I wasn’t going to do that already, but now I’ll have to get Chesed level creative with how I kill her. “Listen, Melania. This joke isn’t funny. You’ve impersonated me to try and trick my mate, and it failed. You’ve run around wearing your de-aged face and could only get Icky Iggy to give you the time of day. And now that you know this war is ending and that you’re going to lose, you pull this shit? How low do you have to sink? Pretending to be my dead mamma? Impersonating your deceased great-niece?” I scoffed, folding my arms. “Oh, mia stellina. You have your papa’s pessimistic attitude.” The trickster witch laughed softly as sh
Dream Mate Chapter 48 - Tiberius
I have had more than my fill of this bullshit. I want out of this hell hole once and for all. I don’t even know how long it’s been since I was first captured with Thales. But I know that I have been tortured, abused, and terrorized since then. I’ve been dropped down a pit, attacked by demonic playing cards, had chess pieces try to murder me, been in the middle of a power struggle between twin witch cunts, and given half-assed answers from ancient wolf spirits. Then I was attacked by a million small armchairs, forced to attack my mate, and subsequentially gotten my ass kicked by my mate. After that, I was assaulted by stupid monkeys, more torture, learned my mate was supposed to be my best friend’s mate too, wandered in circles, then forced into a game of hide and seek and sucked into a mirror. Fuck, laying it all out like that is a total downer. And I haven’t even gotten to the worse part. I know; how could it be worse? The worse part is that I’ve been separated from my wolf. He’s my
Dream Mate Chapter 49 - Katrina
I’ve never been trained in how to use magic. So to wield this much power was nearly impossible. I don’t have the control over it that a seasoned witch like Melania or Bisnonna would. And while I was holding my own, sending out blasts, it wasn’t honed. It was wild and untamed. It was nothing compared to the pinpoint accuracy that Bisnonna used to free Tiberius or as consistent in strength as the blast she sent to counter Melania. I always knew she was a powerful witch. Only the most powerful in the coven can become the Crone. I didn’t think she cared well at all about me. Not to have a pity party but growing up, we weren’t exactly close, and I always felt I was a disappointment for not having shown signs of magic or a wolf. So for her to come here and fight to protect me, it’s unexpected. I know she has reason to interfere as far as this war goes and ensure the prophecy is fulfilled. So her coming to fight Melania wasn’t a surprise. Her coming to protect me that’s a surprise. I covere
Dream Mate Chapter 50 - Tiberius
You know how women always say men don’t know real pain because we don’t give birth? Not to sound sexist but fuck that. Try having your life force drained by magic with a witch’s power harpooned through your heart. No epidural can alleviate my pain and every second of this pain feels like hours. Plus, there isn’t a new life to make the pain all worth it when this is all over. When the pain finally ended, Katrina freed me of the Shit Witch’s power. All I saw was pain. Katrina’s beautiful face wore a heartbroken expression, tears staining her cheeks, and her eyes bloodshot from crying. And I don’t think any of those are joyful that I’m freed from Shit Witch’s magic. I winced and looked around and saw why my mate was in tears. Across the room, her Bisnonna lay lifeless. Shit Witch killed her and, in doing so, broke my love’s heart. I don’t have any attachment to the old Crone, but she was family to Katrina, even if estranged. I know the pain of losing one’s family. “Let’s kill this bitc
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