Chapter 10

I entered my room. The night's cold seemed to seep through the window, but what was more piercing was the feeling of rejection from Gabriel. I took off the party dress that still carried David's cologne, a scent that clearly made Gabriel angry. I changed into thin pajamas that didn't cover much, as if the minimal clothing could ease the tightness in my chest.

Sleep would not come. Thoughts of Gabriel, of his cold stares, of the sharp words he had thrown at me, all swirled in my head. I closed my eyes, trying to force myself to sleep, but what appeared was the image of David dancing with me, his confident movements, his charming smile, and how his hand gently touched my waist. I shook my head, trying to erase that image. It was not David I wanted.

My phone buzzed with a soft notification. I reached for it, looking at the screen glowing in the dark. It was from the secret group containing only selected campus members, a place for sharing adult content that no one would ever admit to openly. My thumb almost automatically pressed to dismiss the notification, but something stopped me. Tonight, with this feeling of rejection and loneliness, I felt I needed an escape.

I opened the group. A new video was uploaded, without a description, just fire emojis. I tapped it, and instantly my phone screen was filled with a scene of two people making love passionately. At first I wanted to turn it off immediately, but curiosity and the need for escape made me keep watching.

Slowly, a strange sensation began to spread through my body. The arousal I had been riding all night from the tension with Gabriel, from the dance with David, now found an outlet. My hand began to caress my own body, feeling the heat that was starting to spread. I let myself sink into fantasy, and without realizing it, the name slipped from my lips.

"Gabriel?" I whispered softly, my fingers beginning to explore the sensitive areas of my body.

I closed my eyes, imagining it was Gabriel's hand touching me, not my own. I imagined his eyes gazing at me with full of desire. I imagined his strong body pressing down on me, not the pillow I was clutching. My breath grew heavier, small moans began to escape my lips.

"Gabriel, Daddy?" I called out again, louder, more carelessly.

The door suddenly opened. I froze. My eyes widened, seeing a tall figure standing in the doorway.

He stood there, his eyes fixed on me lying on the bed with my pajamas open, my hand still between my thighs, and my face surely flushed with embarrassment and arousal. Time seemed to stop. I could see the change in his expression, from shock, then understanding, then something darker, deeper.

"I... I..." I stammered, trying to pull my pajamas to cover my body.

But Gabriel did not leave. He instead stepped inside, closing the door slowly.

"Seraphina."

He approached, each step full of an intensity that made me tremble. I didn't know if this would end in anger or something completely different. He stopped right beside the bed, his eyes gazing at me with a deep, meaningful look.

"You said my name," he said, not asking, but stating a fact.

I could only nod slowly, too ashamed to speak. Sitting on the edge of the bed, his large hand grabbed my still trembling hand.

"I heard your moans," he whispered, his warm fingers encircling my wrist. "I heard how you called for me."

"Daddy, I'm sorry. I didn't mean to..."

"Quiet. Do not apologize for your feelings."

He laid me down slowly, his large body now looming over me. I could smell his distinctive scent, a mix of sandalwood and something wild, like a forest at night. A scent that always made me weak.

"Do you know how long I've been trying to restrain myself?" he whispered near my ear, his breath warm on my skin. "Every day, every night, watching you grow more beautiful, more mature."

His hands began to explore my body, different from my clumsy way earlier. His touch was full of confidence, dominating, as if he knew every inch of my body better than I did.

"I was angry not because you danced with David," I gasped when his hand found a sensitive spot on my neck. "I was angry because I saw him touch you, because I know he wants you like I want you."

"Gabriel..." I moaned when his hand squeezed my breast.

"Call me Daddy," he commanded in a low voice. "Like earlier, when you were alone and thinking of me."

"Daddy," I whispered obediently, my body already completely surrendered to whatever he would do.

He undressed me slowly, removing my pajamas as if unwrapping a precious gift. His eyes swept over my naked body.

"You are beautiful," he murmured, his fingers tracing the curves of my body. "Too beautiful for an old Alpha like me."

"You are not old," I objected, pulling his shirt collar to bring him closer to me. "And you are the only one I want."

That broke his control. With a rough yet still attentive movement, he undressed his muscular body, the body I had always secretly admired. Battle scars adorned his skin, proof of his experience as an Alpha, and now, that mighty body would be mine.

When he entered me for the first time, I cried. He stopped, giving me time to adjust, kissing my forehead gently.

"Tell me if you can't take it," he whispered, his voice hoarse.

"Don't stop, Daddy," I begged, grabbing his back to pull him closer. "I want to feel all of you."

He began to move, slowly at first, then faster. Each thrust seemed to erase the memories of David, all the doubts I had, all the rejection I felt before. Now, in this bed, I knew I was completely his, and he, though he might not say it, was mine.

"Seraphina," he groaned at the peak of pleasure, biting my shoulder gently. "My girl..."

I reached my climax with him, my body shaking violently, my moans muffled against his hard chest. We remained connected long after, our breaths slowly returning to normal.

He did not let me go immediately. Instead, he held me tightly, his face buried in my neck. "This is wrong," he whispered, but his embrace tightened. "I shouldn't have done this."

"But you couldn't help yourself," I said, kissing his hair.

"You're right. I couldn't." He kissed my lips softly. "But this must be our secret."

I nodded, fully understanding the consequences if our relationship were discovered. As the Alpha of one of the strongest packs, Gabriel had many enemies who would gladly use this forbidden relationship to bring him down.

He finally got up, cleaning himself before helping to clean me with a wet towel. He treated me with a care that made my heart tremble, far different from his previous cold demeanor.

When he was about to leave, I grabbed his arm.

"Stay with me tonight," I pleaded.

He looked at me for a long time, then finally nodded. He lay down beside me, holding me from behind, his warm body becoming the best blanket on the cold night.

"Sleep, Seraphina. I will be here when you wake up."

As I was almost asleep, I heard his final whisper, "I may not be able to love you openly, but I will always protect you. Always."

I smiled, sinking into sleep with the satisfaction that finally, I had a part of Gabriel Bloodfang, the Alpha who was cold in the eyes of the world, but full of passion and tenderness in my embrace. Our relationship might be complicated, full of danger, and must be hidden, but at this moment, I felt like the luckiest person because I had a side of Gabriel that no one else had ever seen.