All Chapters of Alpha Daddy's Forbidden Ward: Chapter 31 - Chapter 40

DimitriThe morning after our wild night, I had business to attend to. It was unpleasant business, but it was necessary.Ruth knelt in the center of the dungeon, chains binding her wrists and ankles. She looked up as I approached, and I saw the moment fear truly registered in her eyes. Good. She should be afraid. What she did was unforgivable."Alpha," She whispered. "Please, I—""Silence," My voice echoed off the stone walls and it was cold and absolute. "You poisoned my mate. You conspired to harm her, to undermine the sacred bond between true mates. Do you deny this?"Her mouth opened and closed, but no sound came out. She couldn't deny it. The evidence was in plain sight for everyone to see."For your crimes against the pack, against my mate, and against me," I continued, my voice devoid of emotion, "I strip you of your wolf."The scream that tore from her throat was inhuman. The pack's shaman stepped forward, beginning the ancient ritual that would sever Ruth's connection to her

NatashaI was good at being invisible. Years of practice had perfected the art of moving through rooms unnoticed, of helping without drawing attention, of existing in the spaces between other people's lives. I was the quiet healer. The helpful sister. The woman no one really looked at twice and it was safer that way.I had built my entire existence around being useful but unremarkable. I tended the sick, organized events and smoothed over conflicts. Dimitri relied on me in his absent-minded way, grateful for my assistance but never really seeing me. Seraphina was kind and appreciative, but I was simply part of the household machinery that kept things running, and that was fine. I preferred it.Being noticed meant questions. Attention meant scrutiny, and scrutiny meant someone might see the rot festering inside me. The twisted desires I kept locked away inthe darkest corners of my soul.So when Seraphina casually mentioned that Mikhail was returning for the coronation, I had barely

MikhailI tore the dress open, the sound of fabric rending making Clara whimper with excitement. Her underwear followed, and then she was naked before me. I slowly took her in, her huge breasts, her nipples already hard and her thighs slick with arousal. I licked my lips, nodding with approval."On your knees." I commanded.She dropped instantly, looking up at me with desperate hunger as I unbuckled my belt. My cock sprang free, already hard and heavy, and her eyes widened.The smirk on my face deepened as I saw her face flush red. "Open your mouth, and take it all.""Yes, sir." She breathed, parting her lips eagerly.I gripped the back of her head and shoved my cock deep into her throat in one brutal thrust. She gagged, tears springing to her eyes, but she didn't pull back. Instead she moaned around my length, her hands gripping my thighs for balance as I started fucking her face."That's it, choke on it," I growled, setting a punishing pace. "Is this what you wanted? My cock down

NatashaI barely made it to my chambers before I completely fell apart. The sobs shook my entire body and made it impossible to breathe. I collapsed onto my bed still in my blue velvet gown, mascara probably running down my face, and cried like my heart was breaking, because it was.Years of loving someone who didn't know I existed, and tonight had finally shattered whatever foolish hope I had been clinging to. Watching Mikhail walk in with those women, watching him laugh and touch them and pull that beautiful creature into his lap...I couldn't do this anymore. I couldn't go back to quietly pining, to hiding in corners and pretending I was fine being invisible.I always tried to make myself as small and invisible as possible, but deep down I wanted to be seen. To be heard. To be loved.After what felt like hours but was probably only minutes, I sat up and looked at myself in the mirror across the room. My eyes were red and swollen, my carefully braided hair coming undone, but I wa

NatashaMikhail and I stood there in the wreckage, my arms wrapped around him from behind, both of us trembling for different reasons.He trembled out of anger and I did out of fear and shock.I could feel his heart racing against my chest, the tension slowly draining from his body as the rage ebbed.Slowly, he turned in my grip until we were facing each other.This close, I could see everything. The way his pupils were blown wide, the flush on his cheeks from alcohol and fighting, the small cut above his eyebrow bleeding slightly. His chest heaved with each breath and his hands came up to grip my shoulders, steadying himself or me, I wasn't sure which."Are you—" The words caught in my throat. "Are you okay?"He blinked, seeming to come back to himself. "Me? I should be..." He shook his head like he was trying to clear it. "Fuck, are you okay? Did they hurt you?""No. You stopped them," My hands were still clutching his shirt. "But you're bleeding.""I'm fine," His thumbs rubbed sm