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The Guilt

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last update تاريخ النشر: 2026-08-15 00:30:00

Rebecca's POV

​I blinked up at the white ceiling, my eyes opening wide as I realized what I had just done. I had just laid completely naked on a bed in a campus clinic, giving myself to a man who was practically a stranger—a man who had told me months ago that he was married. And on top of that, he didn't use any protection.

​How could I have let this happen? How could I be so weak and loose?

​Panicked, I pushed against Enzo's wide chest, my voice coming out as a shaky whisper. "I... I need to
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  • The Alpha Daddy Between My Thighs   The Guilt

    Rebecca's POV​I blinked up at the white ceiling, my eyes opening wide as I realized what I had just done. I had just laid completely naked on a bed in a campus clinic, giving myself to a man who was practically a stranger—a man who had told me months ago that he was married. And on top of that, he didn't use any protection.​How could I have let this happen? How could I be so weak and loose?​Panicked, I pushed against Enzo's wide chest, my voice coming out as a shaky whisper. "I... I need to get up."​Enzo frowned, his eyes looking at my face with worry. "Becca? What’s wrong?"​"Everything," I choked out, scrambling backward on the bed.​I grabbed my messy clothes off the floor with shaking hands, quickly pulling my shirt over my head and tugging my jeans up my legs. My face burned with deep embarrassment and confusion. I couldn't even look at him. My hands were shaking so hard I could barely button my pants.​"Becca, look at me," Enzo said softly, sitting up on the edge of the bed

  • The Alpha Daddy Between My Thighs   Sex in the clinic

    ​Rebecca's POV​I melted into him again, my fingers twisting into the front of his shirt as a fresh wave of heat gathered low in my belly. God, I should stop. I knew I should. But the way he tasted—warm and sweet, like mint and something familiar—made every sensible thought completely dissolve.​Enzo pulled back just enough to rest his forehead against mine, our hot breath mixing together. His thumbs gently stroked my warm cheeks, and his voice came out rough and full of strain. "Becca... you have no idea what you do to me."​I didn't answer with words. Instead, I kissed him again, slower this time, enjoying the way his lips moved against mine and learning the shape of him all over again. His hands slid down my sides, holding my waist firmly as he shifted us. He stood up, lifting me easily with him, my legs wrapping around his hips like they were made to belong right there.​The examination bed creaked as he laid me back down on it, the thin mattress dipping under our combined weight.

  • The Alpha Daddy Between My Thighs   His Touch

    ​Rebecca’s POV​I swallowed hard, my throat painfully dry. The feeling of his fingers wrapping around my arm sent a sharp, electrifying shiver straight down my spine. It was a sensation so sudden and intense that it completely threw me off balance—a feeling I had never once experienced in my life, not even when Zach used to touch me.​Panicking at the sudden surge of electricity between us, I gently pulled my wrist away from his grasp, stepping back to create some distance.​Enzo didn’t force me to stay. He let his hand fall back to his lap, his eyes searching my face with an unsettling intensity. "How have you been, Rebecca?" he asked softly.​I let out a harsh, bitter breath, crossing my arms over my chest to stop my hands from trembling. "Why do you keep asking me that?" I asked, my voice laced with defensive irritation. "We barely know each other."​Enzo leaned forward slightly, resting his elbows on his knees. "Because you look drained," he said, his voice dropping low, heavy wit

  • The Alpha Daddy Between My Thighs   Feels Familiar

    ​Rebecca's POV​"No..." I said quickly, stepping back. "I don't think so."​It wasn't that I didn't want to be near him. In fact, my heart was pounding so hard against my ribs I was terrified he could hear it. But standing this close to him filled me with shame and embarrassment. The last time I saw him at the book shop, I had practically offered myself to him, only for him to gently remind me that he was a married man. On top of that, I had just given birth days ago, my body felt heavy and exhausted, and my eyes were swollen from crying over my baby. I looked like a mess, and I didn't want him looking at me like this.​"Well, I'm not taking no for an answer," Enzo said, a tiny smirk playing on his lips.​Before I could protest, he unbuckled his wooden practice sword and tossed it casually onto the grass. "We're fighting with real weapons."​My jaw dropped. "What?"​Ignoring my shock, he turned and walked straight toward the heavy weapon racks at the edge of the training field. I stoo

  • The Alpha Daddy Between My Thighs   A visit to the Academy

    Enzo's POV​By late afternoon, my private jet touched down at the airstrip near the Royal Werewolf Academy.​My mind was still racing, but as the engine cut off, a harsh wave of reality hit me. I couldn't just storm into the Academy like a madman and grab Rebecca. Doing that would expose everything, raise immediate alarms, and draw unwanted attention from Zarek and the council. I needed a reason to be here—something natural that wouldn't make Rebecca suspect I had come specifically for her.​Fortunately, my history with this place gave me the perfect cover.​I was one of the highest-achieving graduates in the Academy’s long history. My name was carved into the hall of honors, and my framed portrait still hung on the wall of the main administrative building. More importantly, the head professor of combat and strategy, Professor William, was an old friend of mine.​When I stepped into Professor William's spacious office, his face lit up with genuine surprise.​"Enzo!" William called out

  • The Alpha Daddy Between My Thighs   His Dream

    Enzo's POV​Ever since the strange dream two months ago—the moment Rebecca’s spirit grabbed my hands in that pale gold garden and dragged me back to life—my condition had improved dramatically.​I still felt a dull, faint ache in my chest from time to time, a reminder that the dark curse was still alive inside my blood. But compared to the agonizing pain that used to consume me, it was nothing. I could train again. I could shift into my wolf without collapsing. I could perform all my Alpha duties with ease—things that had been completely impossible while I was confined to a bed, waiting to die.​The pack healers called it an impossible miracle. They didn't know what had caused the change, but they said it bought us precious time until Lily, the witch's descendant, finally awakened her powers to break the curse for good.​I was standing near the large window in my office, reading through pack border logs, when the heavy oak door clicked open.​Ryan walked inside. Normally, he would car

  • The Alpha Daddy Between My Thighs   Why You Can't Be My Woman

    Rebecca’s POV​Shock flashed across his face. Then guilt. Then something colder.​“Rebecca,” he said sharply.​I couldn’t breathe. Sasha turned to look at me confused, but Enzo never moved away from her. He didn’t push her off or cover himself. If anything, he glared at me, like he wanted this mome

  • The Alpha Daddy Between My Thighs   Obsessed With Him

    Rebecca’s POV​I couldn’t remember a time when I wasn’t obsessed with Enzo. He had always been there.​When I was little, he carried me on his shoulders during pack festivals because my tiny legs would hurt from walking too much. When I had nightmares, I used to sneak into his room and sleep beside

  • The Alpha Daddy Between My Thighs   Taking Her Place

    Rebecca’s POV​“You have to help me, Becca. Please… take my place. I can't marry Enzo. I won't,” Clara whispered, her voice trembling as much as her hands.​I stared at her, certain the sleeping pills were playing tricks on my mind. Then I let out a dry, hollow laugh. “You’re joking. You have to be

  • The Alpha Daddy Between My Thighs   Killed My Feelings

    Rebecca’s POV​With a sharp, guttural growl that vibrated in my own chest, he buried himself inside her in one heavy, punishing thrust.​The sound of their bodies colliding—a wet, slapping sound—echoed through the silent room. Sasha let out a high-pitched, keening wail of pleasure, her fingers claw

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