Todos los capítulos de Claimed By His Daddy (Stripper/Nerd): Capítulo 201 - Capítulo 210

ArielleI told them I was giving birth in Kael’s room and the silence that followed was so thick it felt like it pressed against my ears. The healer and physician looked at me like I had just sentenced myself to something unforgivable. The servants froze where they stood. Even the warriors outside the door stopped shifting their weight like they always did and went still. Everyone knew that room carried too much power now. A sleeping Alpha King and a Luna heavy with twins. A bond stretched so tight it hummed in the air. They were afraid the room would break before I did.“I’m not moving him.” I said quietly my hand already resting on my stomach. The twins shifted under my palm like they agreed with me. “And I’m not giving birth anywhere else.”One of the elders tried to speak. His mouth opened and closed again. He looked old suddenly and smaller too. “My Luna the energy in that room…” he trailed off when he saw my eyes. “I know” I said, my voice did not shake. I was past shaking.

Arielle. I did not want to sleep. Every time my eyes closed I felt fear rush through me like cold water because my mind kept whispering what if he disappears again. What if I wake up and the bed beside me is empty and the warmth at my back is gone?So I stayed half awake, curled against Kael’s chest with our babies between us breathing slowly and listening to the steady rise and fall of him like it was the only thing anchoring me to the world.“You’re staring” he murmured after a while, his voice low and still a little rough like his body had not fully remembered how to be awake yet.“I know. I just… I keep checking to make sure you’re still here.” I swallowed and nodded even though he could feel it more than see it. His arm tightened around me immediately careful but possessive like his instincts were awake even if the rest of him was still catching up. “I’m not leaving. I promise. You’re stuck with me now.”I laughed softly and then cried right after, my emotions tangled and me

KaelThe moment I walked into the grand hall, I froze. It wasn’t the gold and silver decorations or the hundreds of eyes watching us that stopped me, it was Arielle. My red-headed Luna, my mate, the mother of our children, standing there in her emerald gown that glimmered under the moonlight spilling through the high windows. She was more radiant than I had ever seen and every time she shifted slightly, the faint glow of the Silver Moons inside our twins seemed to ripple through her. My chest tightened as I saw Mira and Arel in her arms, their tiny hair glinting copper like hers, their small faces calm and perfectly formed.She looked like fire and moonlight combined. Strong and yet soft in the way she held our children, whispering to them, a gentle smile on her lips. My heart was pounding and I realized I’d never stopped loving her even when the darkness threatened to pull me under. Seeing her here, commanding attention without even trying, made every fear and hour of helplessnes

ArielleHe carried me to the bed, not the large one where the box had been but the softer one in the corner of the room. He laid me down gently a stark contrast to the desperation in his kiss. He stood over me his chest heaving his golden eyes roaming over me like I was the most precious thing in the world."You are so beautiful" he said his voice softer now. "My queen. My mate. The mother of my children. You are everything."I reached for him, my hands tangling in his hair. "Then show me Kael. Show me everything."He shed his clothes in seconds his body a hard muscled plane in the candlelight. He covered me with his weight and I sighed at the feeling of his skin on mine. It had been too long. He kissed me again slow and deep this time savoring it. His hands roamed my body relearning every curve every dip. He cupped my breast his thumb brushing over the peak and I arched into him a soft moan escaping my lips."I have missed these sounds" he murmured his lips trailing down my neck. "I

Jasmine woke to silence. Not the quiet of night or the soft quiet that comes after rain but the kind of silence that pressed against the ears and made breathing feel too loud. The cell was carved deep into stone and earth, old pack holding cells that had not been used in years because executions had replaced imprisonment long ago. There were no windows. Only a thin line of light that slipped in from under the iron door when the guards passed.She lay on the cold floor for a long time before she moved. Her body hurt in places she did not want to think about. Her throat burned. Her wrists were raw from the chains that had been removed only hours earlier. They had not bothered to heal her properly. They had not bothered to threaten her either. That was the part that unsettled her the most.Jasmine had expected screams and punishment. She expected blood. She had expected Arielle to come herself and end it. That was what Jasmine would have done. That was what power meant to her. You cru