Mated To The Big Bad Daddy Alpha

Derek’s POV I was standing in front of the cracked mirror in my room, pulling at the sleeves of the only decent shirt I owned, the one I saved for days that mattered, and tonight mattered because it was our second year anniversary as mates and Theo had promised dinner and he had promised words and he had promised that after tonight things would finally change, that he was ready, that he would stop hiding us, that he would tell the pack, and I kept repeating that promise in my head because it was the only thing keeping my chest from caving in after days of barely seeing him and weeks of pretending that it did not hurt. My room was quiet with one narrow bed pushed against the wall, a small table with a loose leg, no pictures because I was never allowed to put any up, no pack symbols because those were for Alphas and Betas who mattered, and the walls were bare except for a faint crack that ran from the ceiling down like it was trying to escape, and sometimes I thought the room understo

Derek’s POVI woke up slowly with my head pounding and my eyes heavy and the first thing I thought was that I had overslept and missed dinner with Theo and the thought made me panic so fast that I tried to sit up all at once, my heart racing, my mouth already opening to call his name because he must have been angry and worried and maybe he had gone home without me.Then pain crashed through my body.It was everywhere, in my chest, in my stomach, in my arms and legs, deep and sharp and burning all at once, and I cried out before I could stop myself, falling back onto the bed with my hands clutching the thin blanket, my breath coming out in short broken sounds.“No,” I whispered, my voice shaking, “no no no.”I lay there staring at the ceiling of my room, at the familiar crack, at the dull stain near the corner, and my chest tightened because this was my room, this was home, which meant I had made it back, which meant last night had not ended with me sleeping through everything.My wolf

Derek’s POVI sat there on the cold ground for a long time after I realized I was alone, my heart beating too fast, my hands shaking as I pressed them to my chest like I could hold myself together that way, and even though I never saw his face and never heard his voice I could smell him everywhere on me, on my clothes, on my skin, in my hair, like he had wrapped himself around me and left pieces behind.It made my chest ache in a way that confused me.My wolf stirred suddenly, stronger than it had been since the bond broke, pushing up inside me with a sharp needy feeling, whining softly like it was waking from a long bad sleep, and the sound startled me because it had been so quiet for so long.“What is wrong,” I whispered, scared, “please do not do this to me.”But my body reacted before my mind could catch up, warmth spreading through me, my senses sharpening, my heart pulling in a strange direction like it was looking for something it had already touched.My wolf whined again, loud