All Chapters of Father's Bestfriends: All Yours, Alpha Daddies: Chapter 51 - Chapter 60

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51. Help arrives

Kael's POV "My King." The familiar voice slammed into my head. I jerked back, eyes narrowing at the car. "Luca?" "I'm here to get you." His voice was gruff. "Get in." I didn't hesitate. I yanked the door open and threw myself into the passenger seat. The car peeled out before I'd even slammed the door shut. "How the hell did you find me?" I demanded, turning to face our most trusted beta. Luca's jaw was tight, his hands gripping the steering wheel hard. "King Dray sent someone to me. Said you might need backup. I didn't bring guards to avoid news spreading about this and alerting our enemies. I needed to find out about the situation first. I looked around and your scent was strongest here." I exhaled slowly, trying to steady my racing thoughts. "How long ago was that?" "Few hours. I came as fast as I could." He glanced at me, concern flickering in his eyes. "Were you poisoned?" "Mercury dart." I rubbed the back of my neck where the injection site still throbbed faintly. "I'm fi

52. United

Kael's POV My wine glass slipped from my hand and shattered against the floor. The sound was loud, cutting through the chatter around me. The guard moved instantly, stepping in front of the broken glass, his body blocking the view from curious guests. "My king, are you—" I didn't wait for him to finish. I was already moving, weaving through the crowd with barely restrained urgency. My wolf was clawing at me, demanding I run, demanding I find them. Wouldn't blame him. He always wanted out. The back gate. He said the back gate. I pushed through the side door that led to the gardens, my footsteps quick and silent. The party noise faded behind me as I crossed the grounds, my heart pounding harder. When I reached the back gate, I stopped and looked around. It was empty. The guards stationed there looked at me in confusion, but I didn't acknowledge them. I scanned the area, my wolf's senses flaring, searching for any trace of Draven's scent. Nothing. Frustration clawed at my chest

53. I missed you

Kael's POV She chuckled, though the sound was weak. "Why are you laughing?" I asked, a smile tugging at my lips despite the worry churning in my chest. "I'm so happy to see you again." Her voice was soft, but the warmth in her eyes made my heart clench. I moved closer, sitting on the edge of the bed. "Draven's in the bathroom," she said. I reached out, cupping her face gently, careful not to touch any of the bandages. "I missed you so much, baby," I said, my voice low. "I thought I'd lost you." "You didn't." She leaned into my touch, her eyes closing for a moment. "You never will." I kissed her then, soft and slow, pouring every ounce of fear, relief, and love into it. Her lips were warm, and when she sighed against me, something inside me settled. "Don't ever do that again," I muttered against her mouth. "Don't leave like that. Not without us." "I didn't leave," she whispered. "I was taken." "You shouldn't go to Rowan alone. I'm sorry we didn't tell you what happened, but t

54. Stay home

Elara's POV "What do you mean?" Draven asked, sitting up straighter. I bit my lip, trying to recall the face. "When they attacked us. One of them. I swear I've seen him before." Kael's hand tightened around mine. "Where?" "He worked for my dad," I said slowly, the memory sharpening. "He's been at the company for years. I can't remember his name, but I know his face. His voice too." They exchanged a look, one of those silent conversations that always made me feel like I was on the outside looking in. They were communicating through mindlink. "Don't worry about it," Kael said, his voice firm. "We'll get to the bottom of it." "But—" "Trust us," Draven interrupted, his tone leaving no room for argument. "You just need to rest. We'll handle this." I wanted to argue, to tell them I could help, but the exhaustion was taking over me. So I nodded, letting my eyes drift shut. "Sleep, baby," Kael whispered, his lips brushing my forehead. I did. The next morning, I woke to

55. All your fault

Elara's POV It was following me. My pulse spiked as I pressed harder on the gas pedal. The car surged forward, weaving through traffic. Maybe I was overthinking it. Maybe it was just someone heading in the same direction. But when I switched lanes, the car switched too. My hands trembled on the steering wheel. I sped up, my heart pounding so hard it hurt. The city blurred around me as I tried to lose whoever was following me, cutting through side streets and running a yellow light. The car stayed right behind me. Panic clawed at my throat. I grabbed my phone, fumbling to call Draven, when suddenly the car slammed into mine from the side. I screamed, my head snapping to the window as metal crunched and glass shattered. My car spun, tires screeching against asphalt. I caught a glimpse of the driver through their windshield, a figure in dark clothes, face obscured by shadows. Dread washed over me like ice water. I tried to regain control, but my car careened off the road, headin

56. To be safe

Draven's POV "Draven," Kael warned, his voice low. "Stop talking." I couldn't. The words kept pouring out, fueled by the terror that had gripped me the moment I saw her bleeding, shaking, tears streaking down her face. "You don't get it, do you?" I said, my voice rising. "We've been searching for you our entire lives. Do you know what it would do to us if we lost you now? If we'd spent all this time looking for our mate only to have her ripped away because she couldn't stay put? It gets worse after finding our queen and losing her. We'd be fucking misera—" "Draven—" Kael started, but I cut him off. "No," I snapped. "She needs to hear this. She needs to understand that we can't keep throwing herself into danger. She won''t be lucky every time." Elara's face crumpled, fresh tears streaming down her cheeks. "It's not my fault," she said, her voice breaking. "I can't just sit here while you both risk your lives for me. This is my mess, Draven. I created it, and I should also try to

57. I messed up

Elara's POV I stood there, staring at the door they'd just walked through, my chest heaving with a mixture of rage and guilt. How dare he. How dare Draven blame me for all of this, as if I'd asked Rowan to become a psycho stalker, as if I'd wanted any of this to happen. But even as the anger burned through me, another feeling crept in. Guilt. Because he was right, wasn't he? If I hadn't run to Rowan's place, if I hadn't left the house that day, none of this would have happened. They wouldn't have had to worry about me, wouldn't have had to risk their lives to save me over and over again. I pressed a hand to my chest, the weight of it crushing. I didn't mean to hurt them. I just wanted to help, wanted to do something instead of sitting here like some damsel in distress while they handled everything. I wanted it to end. I pulled out my phone with shaking hands and dialed Clara's number. She picked up on the second ring. "El, baby? Are you okay? I saw the news about the compa

58. Your gifts, Daddies

Elara's POV The guilt gnawed at me. I'd missed their birthday because I was busy being reckless and getting myself into trouble. They'd spent their special day worrying about me, protecting me, and I hadn't even thought to ask. I couldn't let it end like this. "Lyra," I said suddenly, turning to her. "I need your help." She blinked, startled by the urgency in my voice. "Of course. What do you need?" "I want to do something special for them. For their birthday. Can you help me?" A slow smile spread across her face. "I think that's a wonderful idea." Over the next few hours, Lyra and I worked together, coordinating with the other staff to pull off something I hoped would make up for everything. We decorated our bedroom with candles, flower petals and fairy lights, transforming it into something warm and intimate. The staff prepared a special dinner, complete with their favorite dishes, and I made sure there was cake and ice cream for dessert. I wanted tonight to be perfect.

59. Caking her out

Kael's POV My entire body went rigid the moment her fingers pressed against me, rubbing slowly through the fabric of my trousers. My cock throbbed, straining painfully against the confines, and I had to bite back a groan. Beside me, Draven's knuckles turned white as he gripped the table edge, his breathing already ragged. Her smile was pure sin. "I'm your gift, daddies." My wolf stirred, purring deep in my chest, and I could feel the beast practically salivating at the sight of her. One glance at Draven told me his wolf was doing the same. His pupils had blown wide, nearly swallowing the icy blue of his irises. Before either of us could speak, Elara's fingers hooked into our ties, tugging us forward with a confidence that made my cock twitch. I stood, letting her pull me closer, and Draven did the same. "You're perfect," I murmured like I was in a daze, my voice rough. "Absolutely perfect." Draven's gaze raked over her, hungry and possessive. "Too good for us." She rose to h

60. Their cocks, goddess

Elara's POV I couldn't think. All I could do was feel. Kael's mouth was relentless on me, his tongue licking and sucking, devouring me like I was the sweetest thing he'd ever tasted. My thighs trembled in his grip, my hips trying to buck against his face, but he held me still, refusing to let me escape the overwhelming pleasure. "Kael," I sobbed, my fingers tightening in his hair. "I can't... I'm going to—" "Come for me, love," he growled against my pussy, the vibration sending shockwaves through my body. "Let me taste you." My orgasm slammed into me, tearing a scream from my throat as I shattered. Wave after wave of pleasure crashed over me, and I thought I might die from it. But Kael didn't stop. His tongue kept moving, licking up every drop of my release, groaning like he was finally getting a reward for what he worked for. "Kael," I whimpered, my body still trembling. "Too much." "Never," he murmured, his mouth still working me over. "I'll never get enough of this." He

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