บททั้งหมดของ A BREEDER FOR ALPHA ENZO : บทที่ 21 - บทที่ 30

DaphneThe days had grown colder, and with them, the atmosphere in the pack house. The rogue’s words lingered like a curse over everyone, and while no one dared to speak openly about it, I could feel the weight of their suspicion.I tried to distract myself with small tasks, arranging the books in the library, helping in the kitchen, even wandering the gardens when no one was around but nothing could ease the knot in my chest. Every time I passed someone, their gaze lingered a second too long, and the whispers started before I was even out of earshot.It was Fiona, of course, who made her disapproval the loudest."Careful with the silverware, Daphne," she said one morning as I placed the polished knives on the dining table. Her tone was sweet, but her smile was sharp. "We wouldn’t want you to cut yourself. Or anyone else."My cheeks burned as the pack members sitting nearby chuckled under their breath. I wanted to snap back, to tell her to mind her own business, but I bit my tongue an

Enzo The door slammed shut behind me, Fiona’s sharp words still ringing in my ears. My jaw clenched as I strode down the hallway, my boots hitting the wooden floor with heavy thuds. This wasn’t the life I had envisioned. I had always known Fiona to be territorial, but the presence of Daphne had ignited something far worse.This was why I had resisted the idea of a breeder in the first place. A simple plan, an heir to break the curse and ensure the survival of my pack. No attachments, no emotions. But nothing was simple anymore.I turned a corner and froze. Tobias was standing near the staircase with Daphne.They were talking, their heads tilted toward each other, smiles tugging at their lips. Daphne’s delicate laughter floated through the air, soft yet vibrant, and for a moment, I was rooted to the spot.Jealousy surged through me like wildfire.The way Tobias looked at her, it was too familiar, too comfortable. And Daphne... She seemed happy. Not the subdued, cautious woman I had co

DaphneThe fire crackled softly in the hearth, the warmth of the flames barely reaching the chill of the night air that lingered in the room. The soft glow illuminated the space, casting shadows that danced across the walls, but my focus was entirely on him.Enzo.I could feel the tension in the air, thick and electric, as he stood there, silent, watching me. His eyes were dark, almost predatory, and yet, there was something softer about the way he looked at me tonight. I’d never seen him this vulnerable before, not even in moments of quiet. His walls, which had always been so carefully constructed, were beginning to crack, and I could see the raw emotion behind them.It made my heart race, and I couldn’t look away. I should have felt scared. I should have run, pulled away from the heat between us. But I couldn’t. Not anymore.I took a slow, deliberate step toward him, my feet dragging against the cool floor as my pulse thrummed in my ears. My breath was shallow, but I didn’t care. I

Daphne I was walking through the pack house, my mind occupied with the usual tasks of the day. The house was bustling with activity, servants moving from one place to another, and the pack members going about their routines. It had become a rhythm I was starting to get used to, one I could rely on.My thoughts were on the upcoming meeting with Tobias, the pack doctor, to discuss a few minor issues about my health. Nothing serious, just routine. I had learned to appreciate these moments of normalcy in a place that often felt like a constant whirlwind of emotions and changes.I passed the kitchen, where the pack’s cook, a cheerful woman named Anna, waved me over. She was always so warm and kind, her smile contagious. I paused, giving her a brief nod as I returned her greeting.But as I turned to continue my walk down the hallway, I was suddenly yanked sideways. Before I could react, the room door to my left swung open, and I was pulled into it, the sudden movement so swift I barely had

Daphne I was making my way through the hallways, the soft click of my shoes echoing off the floors as I moved toward the kitchen. My mind was occupied with tasks ahead and staying out of everyone’s way. As always, I kept my head low, aware of the stares, the whispers, and most of all, the simmering tension in the air.But today felt different. Something was off. A heaviness I couldn't quite place seemed to settle over me as I passed by the study.Then, a voice cut through the silence, sending a chill down my spine.“Daphne.”I froze. The voice belonged to Fiona.I turned slowly, meeting her cold, piercing gaze. She was standing near the study door, arms crossed, a smirk playing on her lips. Her presence seemed to fill the space with a kind of suffocating arrogance. It was as if she could make the very air around her thick with her disdain.“What do you want?” I asked, trying to keep my voice steady.Fiona’s smile widened, her eyes narrowing in a look that made my stomach twist. “Oh