My Ex's Father Is My Alpha Daddy

Elara

“You’re such a slut for my dick, aren’t you? You’ve wanted this for so long, you’re basically taking it like a fucking champ.”

My eyes widened in horror as the grainy video played on my screen.

The phone slipped from my trembling fingers, bouncing off the duvet as a ragged sob clawed its way up my throat.

Just a minute ago, I’d woken to the sound of my phone buzzing endlessly on the nightstand. I’d groaned and rolled over with a soft, sleepy smile. My body was still sore from my first time with my boyfriend, Jason.

The Alpha’s son.

Everything with Jason had felt like a dream too good to be true. Even six months ago, when he first approached me in the library and saved me from the bullies who never seemed to get tired of humiliating me, it had felt unreal.

Since that day, he’d been everywhere. Protecting me. Sitting beside me in the library. Walking me home. Showing me a kindness I’d never known.

It hadn’t taken long for me to fall in love with him.

I’d been terrified to confess my feelings, so I buried them deep, afraid of ruining what little happiness I had. Unknown to me, he’d apparently felt the same.

Or at least, that was what I’d believed.

After his sudden confession, we started dating.

And after six months together, I gave him the one thing I had never shared with anyone.

Because we loved each other.

When I’d woken up after my nap and found his side of the bed empty, I’d felt a flicker of disappointment. But I brushed it off. He probably went for his usual run. He’d be back soon.

So I reached for my glasses and put it on before picking up my phone to check the notifications.

Instead, my world ended.

#ElaraVoss—PackSlut

#GoodGirlsAreDeceiving

#ElaraVossIsSoDisgusting

My stomach dropped into a bottomless pit.

My hands shook so violently I could barely unlock the screen. I clicked the top link on the pack forum.

It led straight to a video. It was grainy, but it showed me, completely naked while Jason pounded into me. His face was conveniently blurred out, so it will be hard for anyone to recognize it's him.

A strangled sound tore from my throat.

Panic crushed my chest, stealing the air from my lungs.

I’m ruined.

Jason.

I had to find Jason.

He didn’t know. He couldn’t know.

He wouldn’t let them do this to me.

Trembling, I scrambled out of the messy bed. The throbbing ache between my legs didn’t matter as I grabbed my sundress from the floor and dragged it over my head without bothering to fix my hair.

I flew down the staircase of the Alpha estate, my bare feet silent against the cold marble floors. But as I neared the sitting room, laughter reached my ears.

It was Jason's, his two closest friends... and Fiona. My best friend.

Why was Fiona here so early? In fact, why was she here at all? She's not been friends with Jason for as long as I can remember.

“She didn't actually think you'd love her really?” Fiona said mockingly.

I stopped breathing.

“But how did you manage to get her into it without her seeing the camera?”

“Simple.” Jason sounded so relaxed and smug, nothing like the man I was with a while ago. “A little kind gesture here and there, and she actually believed it. But I must admit, to fuck a virgin you have to be very patient.”

My hands flew to my mouth to stifle the scream building in my lungs. But the choked gasp slipped past my lips before I could stop it.

That finally got their attention as Fiona peeked her head around the corner. Her smirk widened when she saw me standing there.

“Well,” she purred, stepping aside as Jason and his friends came into view. “Look who we have here.”

Jason looked up, the soft, loving gaze he always gave me when we were alone was completely gone, replaced by a cold, arrogant smirk. He looked at me like I was something scraped off the bottom of his shoe.

“Jason…” My voice cracked, barely a whisper. “Tell me it’s a joke. Please. Please, tell me all this is a prank...” My legs felt like jelly as I shook my head, desperate to wake up from this nightmare. Because this couldn't be Jason who promised he'll announce me as his mate when his father comes back. He'll be twenty two by then.

He promised he'll bring me out of my hell.

Jason chuckled, crossing his arms over his chest. “A joke? Come on, Elara. You heard every word.”

He rolled his eyes, a heavy sigh escaping his lips. “You are such a fool. Don't tell me you actually think I’d tie myself to the pack’s pathetic little bastard?”

“But you protected me,” I sobbed, the tears flowing freely now. “You were the only one who was nice to me…”

“Yeah, to get you into my bed,” he snapped, his tone turning harsh and mocking. “Stop acting like your whole world has been taken from you. What were you expecting? That I’d actually love you? Oh, hell no! You were just a bet to prove to my friends that I could crack the boring bookworm. Fiona is the one I truly love.” he said looking me in the eyes as he pulled her into a kiss.

The words felt like physical blows. Every secret date, every whispered promise that we had to keep our relationship hidden to ‘protect’ me from his crazy fangirls, it was all just a setup for this grand humiliation.

Unable to bear the suffocating weight of their mocking stares, I turned and ran. I burst through the heavy front doors of the Alpha estate, my bare feet slamming against the pavement. My lungs burned, but I didn't stop until I reached the house I shared with my step family.

I shoved the front door open, desperate to just lock myself in my room and disappear.

“You scheming little slut!”

Before I could even catch my breath, a hand grabbed my shoulder, spinning me around violently.

Smack!

The force of the slap sent my head snapping to the side. My glasses flew off my face, clattering onto the hardwood floor. My vision instantly blurred, but I didn't need to see clearly to recognize the furious screech of my stepsister, Lexi.

“How dare you?” Lexi screamed, her face red with rage. “You seduced him! You knew I liked him, and you spread your legs for him like a cheap whore!”

Lexi had been obsessed with Jason for years, throwing herself at him at every pack gathering. “Lexi, I didn't—” I choked out, holding my stinging cheek.

But she gave me another slap, “You still dare lie to me! You think I didn't know it was Jason because his face was blurred out!? I should've believed Fiona sooner, maybe I would've killed you before you got to climb his bed...”

“Enough!”

My stepmother, Beatrice, Lexi's mother stepped into the living room. Though I couldn't see her clearly, I knew her face was twisted in absolute disgust. Ever since my father passed away, Beatrice had made it her life's mission to remind me that I was nothing but an unwanted burden.

“I fed you,” she spat, her voice icy and venomous. “I clothed you and put a roof over your head after your father died, leaving us with his mess. And how do you repay my kindness?”

“Ma Beatrice, please—”

“Silence!” she barked. “You are a disgrace to this household. You’ve stained our family name forever. The whole pack has already seen that filthy video! You are nothing but a disgrace and a slut, just like your mother.”

My heart shattered into dust. The house that was supposed to be my shelter was just another cage. There was no sympathy here. The boy I loved did not only play me, he destroyed me, my best friend was laughing at me, and my own family wanted to tear me apart.

I didn't argue. I didn't try to explain myself anymore. The fight completely drained out of me.

With trembling hands, I dropped to my knees and blindly patted the floor until my fingers brushed against the cold metal of my glasses. I slipped them back onto my face, the cracked left lens perfectly mirroring my broken soul.

I didn't look at them again. I didn't even bother going to my tiny room to pack my bags. I just stood up, turned my back on the only home I had left, and ran out into the evening.