All Chapters of Bound By My Best Friend's Dad: Forbidden Desires: Chapter 11 - Chapter 20

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::::::::::The Unexpected Bond::::::::::

The dawn had crept over the horizon, now revealing a pale light that spilled between the tree branches. The woods weren't freed of their shadowed guardians, because everywhere was still heavy with mist.Darius's boot sank into the damp earth as he marched at the head of his loyal pack, the syncing rhythm of their steps moving and steady behind him. The unprepared hunt had stretched long into the night, and now the hour sat quietly just past five in the morning.They'd been going after a rogue, one too reckless that he thought he could tear and evade the bloodfang pack and walk away with it. He had even left one of Darius's own bleeding red back in the pack house before vanishing into the cursed forest.Rylan, Darius's beta, who had been circling the woods alone, came up alongside him. His hair was tied down back loosely, his eyes busy scanning the surroundings that were drenched in fog. "He's gone too quiet, Darius," he muttered, his voice filled with irritation. "We lost him."Dariu

Last Updated : 2025-08-26

::::::::::The Weight Of A Stranger::::::::::

"What do you intend to do with him?” Rylan asked.His voice was careful, but Darius was more careful as he caught the flicker of disapproval swaying in his eyes. Darius rolled his sleeves up his elbows, feeling the heat that prickled along his skin, which had nothing to do with the fresh morning sun. He adjusted his hands under Wayne, then lifted him higher into his arms.His golden blonde hair blended faintly against the dawn that already stretched across the trees, catching the glints of sunrise as he rested on Darius's strong chest.His shallow rising and falling was too fragile, but steady enough to remind Darius that he was still clinging to dear life.Rylan stepped closer. "I hope it's not what I'm thinking," he said, looking at Darius intently."It's exactly what you're thinking," Darius replied. "I'll carry him back home."His tone didn't waver, it was the kind with no room for argument.Rylan's brow drew themselves low. He couldn't make sense of what was going on in front of

Last Updated : 2025-08-27

::::::::::Knocked Out Cold For How Long?::::::::::

The engine of the car rumbled itself to silence as Darius pulled into the long driveway of one of his estates. Snow drifted down in heavy, wet flakes, clinging to the hood of the sleek Winston Carriage and frosting the stone steps that led to his front door.For a long moment, he didn’t move or exit from the car. He just sat in the driver’s seat with one hand gripping the wheel loosely. He stared ahead, catching the faint glow that penetrated from the windows of the big house through the snow. And somewhere in that house, Wayne lay weakly like he'd never wake. With his surroundings unknown to him and his mind still fighting his pain.Darius worked his jaw, as though he was caught between restraint and the urge to snap. He hated the quiet hesitation he drowned himself in, the way his heart thudded harder and louder the longer he lingered there. He was both terrified and excited, like a teenager daring to do what he was told not to do.At last, with a curt exhale, he shoved the door op

Last Updated : 2025-08-28

::::::::::Death Doesn't Feel Like This::::::::::

Darkness released him slowly. And it did not let him go in one clean move, but in sweep fragments instead. In the way the tide drags itself back from the shore little by little.At first, Wayne thought he was still buried in snow, surrounded by the creatures he'd only known from mystic tales, and covered in his own blood. His body felt a weight on top of him, pinned beneath something heavy, as though the earth itself had decided he was not worth letting go. The ache in his body throbbed like a nudge, so bad it felt like it wanted to steal and cut his life short again.Pain wasn’t new. He'd toiled over it, and he'd learned the sting of fists, the cruel press of boots, the maddening cracks of his bones against stone. But this was different. It wasn’t just the expected scare that lined up during healing, or the fresh wounds that waited for the days ahead. This was drawn from his soul and out of his spirit, like every ounce of strength he had left had bled out of him and left only weaknes

Last Updated : 2025-08-29

::::::::::The Alpha's Table And The New Pack::::::::::

The morning sunlight streamed over the opened curtains, and it woke Wayne up from the deep slumber he'd endured for another night. His body turned as he made sense of his environment, stretching and yawning. He stood up from the bed, able to carry his muscles along with him this time–a sign that he was healing faster than he'd expected. He reached for the door handle, but a sharp zap curled in his stomach, settling without warning in his head. The hallway he'd stepped into flickered behind his eyes, blurring the edges as flashes struck in his memory. But Wayne found it difficult to detect anything in there, because it all danced and swirled.“What’s happening to me?” he asked, the question slipping out like he hadn't already asked the same thing so many times.Everything seemed and felt the same to him.The same words that had chased him since he fell on his face in the snow, and since he'd awakened. He dragged himself back to the room, moving close to the closet—the largest he’d eve

Last Updated : 2025-09-03

::::::::::Touring And Hiding:::::::::

The weather was cold, just morning before the sunset, and the Bloodfang pack houses warmed with softness. Wayne kept his arms folded across his chest as he stood at the gates, shifting uneasily from one foot to the other. He hadn't expected Darius to summon him so early, much less to escort him personally through the heart of the pack.The Alpha's suffocating presence steadily loomed beside him, yet commanding. Darius wore no crown, no heavy king cloaks, yet every step he took carried the weight of one born to rule. His body screamed an aura that couldn't be hidden even though he tried to, and his eyes scanned every part ahead.“Stay close" Darius said quietly, his deep voice carrying an authority that left little room for argument in Wayne's head. “The ground is slipping and some of them will be curious….” Curious. Wayne's stomach clutched at the word, his fingers digging into his palm. He felt certain that curiosity wasn't what waited for himThe gates swung open with a groan, an

Last Updated : 2025-09-04

::::::::::Bitterness Cloaked In Humor::::::::::

Wayne laid facing upwards with his emotions empty as the matron injected some fluids into his vein. He stirred slightly, his other hand tightening around the white sheet as the pain stung him. His brows furrowed and he shut his eyes, and evidence that the fluids has entered his body. The matron's house smelled faintly of herbs and sterilized metal, and the odd mixture twisted Wayne's stomach, making his body itch. After a little tap, he sat on the edge of the bed and held the swap on the blooded cotton. Darius stood in the corner with his arms crossed without saying a word, watching closely and intently. The matron–an older she-wolf with silver hair tied neatly at the back, adjusted her glasses as she finished jotting down some notes. She looked so much like smoke-beard that it made Wayne feel relaxed. “Your body is healing well. And thank the moon goddess you came here early or else who would have known that certain worms are living in your body. The forest is known for those bloo

Last Updated : 2025-09-11

::::::::::On One Condition::::::::::

“I never knew that I would be forced from my own will to do something again" Wayne muttered as he tried to get out of bed. The past few days had been nothing but hell for him. Everyday, he goes to the matron for shots and also checks on his wolf spirit. And each day he comes back feeling down because his wolf isn't fully responding to the treatments.It was confirmed by the matron that he will be forced to do more training if his wolf doesn't respond after today's checkup. It sounded like a joke in Wayne's ears. Forced to do hard labours to bring his wolf spirit back is sickening. Pushing the drowsiness from his eyes, he entered the bathroom and allowed the cold water to hit his skin, drenching him from his head down to his leg before he used the sponge to scrub away the thoughts that ran through his veins. He drifted back to the memories from the first night he shouted at Darius because of his protectiveness, and his demands to make him strong. He was clueless and didn't understand

Last Updated : 2025-09-16

::::::::::HOPE::::::::::

“Your body is doing really well closing up the wounds from the inside. This will be the last shot you're going to take, and I'm happy for you truly. Not most young wolves have the courage to come everyday for it,” the matron announced as she leaned down closely towards Wayne.“Was that supposed to be a compliment?” Wayne asked with a tight smile. The matron didn’t respond right away, her focus fixed on what she was doing. When she finally spoke, her tone was oddly cheerful. “The shots are painful, but you haven’t flinched once since we started. Bravo!” she said, clapping her hands together. Her wide grin revealed a noticeable gap between her front teeth-so wide it looked like it could hold a spoon without letting it fall.“The healing has been slower than you expected," Wayne said, sitting up from the settee. "But it doesn't mean I wasn't healing at all without taking the shots.” The matron only laughed at his naivety. “You were infected with a lot of bacteria and some would have ca

Last Updated : 2025-09-19

::::::::::Ended in dust::::::::::

Wayne didn't like how Darius watched him like he was a little kid that needed to be put in check at all times. His shots from the matron were over, and Darius got the go ahead order to look into Wayne's training. In the matron's words “His wolf needed air, and an environment that would challenge it to come out.”She also confirmed that a ritual would be carried out for Wayne if the training strategy doesn't work.Wayne had only scoffed at her words. He didn't believe he needed any rituals, because the last one had done nothing but failed. Mariam had served breakfast but not on Wayne's usual spot; in Darius's dining room where lots of servants stared at Wayne like he was a freak. He moved with caution as he took in the scent of the food. The servant moves meticulously arranging foods, fruit, vegetables on the huge dining table.“Do you eat this much?" Wayne asked softly as a maid placed some bread on his side, he thanked her without removing his gaze from Darius' face.“Hmm" Darius h

Last Updated : 2025-09-27

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