All Chapters of Mated to My Best Friend's Alpha Daddy: Chapter 71 - Chapter 78

~VARGThe heavy velvet curtains of my master suite were completely useless against the sharp, icy rays of the early morning sun cutting across the mountain peak. I blinked my eyes open, my lungs taking in a deep, jagged breath of the crisp air as my consciousness rushed back to the surface.My cock felt surprisingly thicker under my night shorts, standing strong and hard. The weight of the fated-mate bond was a physical pressure in my chest the moment my mind cleared, my instincts already locked onto a single, irresistible destination. I immediately thought of Amaris.Her graceful steps whenever she walks carrying everything capable of killing an alpha like me…soft breasts with hard nipples that looked edible as fuck, wet and deep pussy that would literally let me bury the entire length of my monstrous cock deep inside it.The memory of her presence from the night before lingered like a wet dream, and the absolute demand of my cock to thrust inside her warm pussy and fuck her just as

~AMARIS The grand dining room felt less like a royal banquet hall and more like a high-end execution chamber. The massive, seamless slab of white Carrara marble stretching between us reflected the sharp, icy morning light pouring through the floor-to-ceiling glass arches. The silence in the room was absolute, broken only by the occasional, agonizingly clear scrape of silver forks against fine porcelain plates. I sat near the lower end of the table, my spine perfectly rigid, my knuckles turning translucent as I gripped the heavy silver handle of my knife. The loose cotton sundress I had thrown on in a panic felt like a thin, pathetic shield against the predators surrounding me. My body was still aching, the deep, raw soreness from Alpha Varg’s cock throbbing with every slight shift of my hips against the velvet-cushioned chair. Worse, the faint, persistent rattling behind my ribs was growing louder, my terminal Silver Decay was responding with a vicious momentum to the pure, unadul

~AMARISThe sharp, heavy thud of his leather boots against the polished travertine tiles sounded like the steady, methodical ticking of a countdown clock to my execution. With every predatory step Alpha Varg took around that massive Carrara marble slab, the space in the dining room shrunk until the light from the tall glass arches seemed to completely die out.I couldn't draw in a single breath of air.The pleasant warmth of the morning disappeared entirely, replaced by a dense, suffocating heat that tightened my lungs, the sheer velocity of his dominant alpha presence locking me down in my chair like an anchor. My fingers dug so deeply into the edge of the table that my nails cracked against the stone, my internal wolf whimpering in pure, submissive terror as his monstrous shadow finally drifted over my frame, eclipsing the vaulted ceiling above.Before a single audible plea could break past the dry lump of ash in my throat, his large hands slammed into my waist. The iron strength of

~AMARISThe glass pane of my room window was ice-cold against my forehead as I pressed my brow flat against it, my eyes tracking the sweeping lawn of the estate below. The morning sun was climbing higher over the jagged peaks of the Iron-Howl territory, throwing long, harsh shadows across the manicured gravel paths.Down on the open grass, the reality of what Varg had declared at the breakfast table was officially unfolding.My breath misted against the clear glass as I watched the two men...father and son…navigating the edge of the training grounds. Varg had explicitly commanded Gray to shadow his movements today, forcing the newly returned prince to re-familiarize himself with the strategic layout of the border defenses before the foreign dignitaries arrived.From this height, they looked like two matching monuments of pure destruction. Alpha Varg walked with that slow, crushing sovereign stride, his broad shoulders casting an immense shadow over the turf as he pointed a finger towa