All Chapters of Claimed By His Daddy (Stripper/Nerd): Chapter 121 - Chapter 130

Arielle. The mirror in the boutique’s fitting room reflected a girl I was still learning to recognize. Her hair freshly done sl fiery and full with skin glowing from laughter and the day’s sunlight and eyes too alive for someone who once forgot what living felt like. I was holding a green dress against my chest when the curtain rustled and before I could even say a word, Kael stepped in. He didn’t knock because of course he never did.“Alpha!” I gasped clutching the dress tighter to my body as if the thin fabric could hide the sudden rush of heat in my face. “What are you doing? You can’t just -”He shut the curtain behind him his tall frame filling the small space. The soft lighting hit his jaw in a way that made him look carved out of stone his eyes impossibly dark. “I told you I couldn’t sit there while they tried to eat me alive.” he said his voice was low amd teasing but edged with something deeper. I blinked confused and flustered. “Eat you ?- They were attendants not wolves

Arielle. My knees were trembling my hands clutching at him like a lifelin as he drove into me with relentless precision. Every groan he let out was vibrating through my bones and through my core making my entire body tremble uncontrollably. My nails dug into his back as my chest heaved trying to catch air between ragged moans. I felt him deep inside me and I couldn’t tell where I ended and he began.“Ahh… Kael!” I gasped my voice breaking under the weight of so much pleasure. “I… I can’t -”“Yes. Let go. Let me see you come for me Arielle. I’ve earned this.” he growled pressing me fully against his cock that is pulsing inside me. My walls clenched around him my body shuddering and I felt the heat of my release ripple from deep inside like a, shaking wave that made my nails dig harder into his back. I cried out loud and raw my lips parting as every nerve ending ignited into a fire I didn’t know I could contain. The sensation of him filling me his groans vibrating through me set of

Its the next day and I still can’t get the dream out of my head. I’ve gone over it so many times in my mind that it feels like it’s carved into me. The way she described it and how she said she saw a wolf that wasn’t white but silver eyes glowing like the moon standing in a forest that didn’t seem to belong to this world. She said the air smelled like rain and fire. She said the wolf was looking at her like it knew her. I don’t know why those words have been eating at me. I don’t even know why it matters this much but it does. It matters because if she is truly a witch then what the hell is she doing dreaming about a silver wolf? A witch shouldn’t be tied to anything like that. Wolves and witches have never crossed paths like this not without destruction.The Prophetess said she’s dangerous. She said that if I don’t keep my distance she’ll be my downfall. But then why does everything about her feel like it’s already written into me? The Prophetess also said she wasn’t meant for my

Arielle. It started subtly and almost toooo subtly for me to notice at first. Maybe that was why I brushed it off and told myself I was imagining things that Kael was just tired or that being back in the pack was taking more from him than he cared to admit. But then again Kael was never the kind of man who got tired. He was the kind who kept going until everyone else collapsed. So the small things like the way his breath hitched when my fingers brushed his arm or how his eyes would briefly darken when I leaned into him started to mean more than I wanted them to.I know arousal when I see one and this thing happening has nothing to do with it. My pride got the brunt of it at first but I’m getting confused and worried now. The first time I noticed it was one quiet morning after breakfast. He’d just returned from a council meeting and looked completely worn out, his jaw tight and eyes shadowed his shirt still half buttoned. I’d been sitting by the window the sunlight pouring in and c

Arielle. The morning light in the training field felt almost cruel all too bright and too alive for how heavy my body felt. The air smelled of dust and sweat and the faint burn of the sun beginning to rise higher. Thomas was already waiting, wooden sword in hand, his hair tied up and eyes sharp the way they always were when we trained. He was talking about posture and focus, but I could barely hear him. Every time I raised my sword, every time I took a breath all I could see was Kael’s face how he looked at me like I was both everything and nothing. Like I was something he wanted so badly but couldn’t touch without pain. It’s been a week since we got back from the human world and I swear he’s been slipping further away every single day. The more I tried to reach him, the more he withdrew like a wave constantly pulling back from the shore.“Come on Arielle, you’re slow today!” Thomas said circling me. His voice snapped me out of my head for a moment and I forced a smile lifting the