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Chapter 22: Rival's Bold Move
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Claimed By My Best Friend's Alpha Daddy Chapter 23: Tears And Temptation
Myra's POVThe tears wouldn't stop.I had tried everything—counting breaths, pressing my palms against my eyes, reciting the calming techniques my counselor had taught me months ago. Nothing worked. The image of Lila leaning into David replayed on an endless loop, each repetition sharpening the ache in my chest until it became unbearable.But it wasn't just Lila. It was everything.Elias. My twin brother, gone for over a year, his absence a wound that refused to heal. My mother's voice, sharp with blame, echoing through my skull: He was the better of you. You've always known that. The years of invisible longing, watching David from the edges of rooms, loving him in silence because I knew—I knew—that someone like me could never have someone like him.And now Lila had proven it. She had walked up to him and offered herself without hesitation, and even though he had turned away, the fact remained: she could do what I never could. She could reach for him.I curled onto my side, drawing my
Claimed By My Best Friend's Alpha Daddy Chapter 22: Rival's Bold Move
Myra's POVI couldn't sleep.The conversation with David had left me restless, my mind spinning with fragments of what he'd shared. Sarah. His late mate. The confession that control couldn't replace what was missing. I had replayed every word a dozen times, searching for meaning I knew I shouldn't look for.It meant nothing. He was sharing a professional observation. He was being polite.But the warmth in my chest refused to fade.By midnight, I gave up on sleep entirely. I needed water. I needed to move. I needed to escape the confines of my room and the thoughts that circled endlessly.I slipped out of bed and padded downstairs in bare feet, wearing an oversized sweater and loose shorts. The mansion was silent, the kind of deep stillness that settled over the house in the hours after midnight. The hallway was dark, lit only by the faint glow of moonlight filtering through the tall windows.I was halfway to the kitchen when I heard voices.I stopped. The sound came from the direction
Claimed By My Best Friend's Alpha Daddy Closer Than Before
Myra's POVI spent the entire next day planning my exit.The words rehearsed themselves in my head on a loop—Sophia, I think I need to go home. My mother's been worse lately. I can't focus here. I'm sorry. Each version sounded more pathetic than the last. Each one was a lie wrapped in a half-truth, which was the worst kind of deception because it felt almost honest.But I couldn't tell Sophia the real reason. I couldn't tell her that her father had smelled my approaching heat and pulled away like I was something dangerous. I couldn't tell her that I'd spent five years wanting him and had finally been forced to confront the impossibility of it. I couldn't tell her that staying in this house, so close to him, was slowly destroying me.So I would lie. I would leave. And I would spend the rest of my life trying to forget.I avoided the mansion for most of the day, taking refuge in the university library until the evening light began to fade. When I finally returned, I slipped through the
Claimed By My Best Friend's Alpha Daddy Scented Warning
Myra's POVThe study had become a second skin.I knew every shadow in that room now—the way the desk lamp carved its warm circle of light against the surrounding darkness, the particular creak of the leather chair when David shifted his weight, the soft whisper of pages turning in the silence past midnight. I knew the rhythm of these sessions the way I knew my own heartbeat. Predictable. Controlled. Safe.Except nothing about tonight felt safe.We were three hours in, the clock on the wall showing just past eleven, and I had been working steadily through the latest census projections. My fingers moved across the keyboard with practiced precision, but my mind kept drifting—not to the numbers in front of me, but to the man across the desk. He was reviewing a thick folder of correspondence, his attention fixed on the pages with that same measured concentration he gave everything. His sleeves were rolled up, revealing strong forearms. His dark hair was slightly disheveled, as though he'd
Claimed By My Best Friend's Alpha Daddy Jax’s Obsession
Myra's POV Campus felt busier than usual that afternoon.Students moved in loose clusters between buildings, voices overlapping in the open air as the last classes of the day released. I kept to the edge of the main path, laptop bag secured against my side, attention half on the route back toward the library and half on the residual tension I had carried since the previous night. The study still lingered at the edges of my thoughts—the empty chair, the quiet guilt, the growing difficulty of keeping my feelings neatly contained. I had hoped the familiar structure of campus would steady me.It did not last long.“Myra.”The voice came from behind me, easy and familiar in a way that immediately set my shoulders on edge. I stopped walking but did not turn right away. A moment later Jax Harlan fell into step beside me, matching my pace with the kind of confidence that assumed it would be welcomed.He looked the same as always—athletic frame, messy blond hair, the half-smile that never see
Claimed By My Best Friend's Alpha Daddy Guilty Pleasures
Myra's POV The study door closed behind David with a quiet, final sound.I remained seated for several seconds after his footsteps faded down the hall, staring at the dark laptop screen without truly seeing it. The desk lamp still glowed, casting its familiar circle of light across the scattered papers and the empty chair he had occupied only moments before. The rest of the house had already settled into silence. No distant voices. No movement. Only the low hum of the lamp and the residual presence he always left behind.I should have gathered my things and returned to my room. That would have been the sensible choice. Instead I stayed.The air in the study still carried the faint trace of him—cedar, clean fabric, and that deeper, steadier note that had become impossible to ignore over the long nights of shared work. It clung to the space more strongly near his chair. I found myself looking at it longer than I should have, the dark leather still holding the shape of where he had
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