All Chapters of Bound By My Best Friend's Dad: Forbidden Desires: Chapter 41 - Chapter 50

The room was soaked in a low amber glow, shadows stretching long across the walls like they were holding their breath. Wayne lay on the bed, his shirt forgotten somewhere on the floor, his body tense beneath the quiet. Every slow rise and fall of his chest felt heavy, like the air itself was pressing down on him. His skin caught the light faintly slick, warm and his eyes stayed locked on Darius.Darius stood at the edge of the bed, unhurried. The faint curl of a smirk tugged at his lips, but there was something darker beneath, control and certainty. He didn’t rush. The sound of his belt loosening broke the silence, sharp and deliberate, followed by the dull thud of leather slipping free. His boots hit the floor next, then his shirt effortlessly followed followed in a swift motion.The lamplight traced over him, carving shadows into the lines of his shoulders and chest. There was power in the way he moved, a kind of calm that made the air around him hum. Wayne’s breath caught without m

Kael’s study smelled of smoke and old wine.Astra stood by the door, spine straight, though her hands trembled behind her back.“So,” Kael said, swirling his glass. “You failed.”She forced herself to meet his eyes. “It wasn’t my fault. He—”“You embarrassed me,” he cut in, voice low. “You made me look weak before Darius and the elders.”“I can fix it,” she said quickly. “Just tell me how.”Kael rose slowly, glass still in hand. “Fix it? You think Darius will ever trust you again? The Alpha you were supposed to control?”Her throat worked. “You told me to get close. You trained me for that.”He smiled faintly. “And yet you let a nobody steal what should have been yours.”Astra’s voice sharpened. “Wayne.”“The boy,” Kael said with disgust. “He made Darius soft, Weak. That’s your failure, Astra. You were meant to be Luna—the key to removing Darius from power. My key.”Astra’s chest tightened. “And now you want me to kill him?”Kael’s smile darkened. “No. Killing him ends the game too fa

The yard was quiet except for the sound of fists hitting wood.Wayne’s knuckles burned, skin split in places, but he didn’t stop. He couldn’t. Not after that meeting.The elders’ words still echoed in his head ….curse, weakling, shame.He swung again. Harder.“That’s enough, Wayne.” Darius’s voice came from behind him.Wayne froze but didn’t turn. Sweat rolled down his spine. “Don’t start.”“You’re bleeding.”“I’ve been bleeding for months,” Wayne muttered, swinging again.”Darius stepped closer. “You need to rest.”“I need to be useful.”Darius caught his wrist mid-swing. “You are useful.”Wayne yanked free. “Stop lying to me.”“Watch your tone,” Darius warned.“Or what?” Wayne turned, chest heaving. “You’ll throw me out faster? Save the elders the trouble?”Darius’s jaw tightened. “That’s not what I said.”“No, you just sat there while they called me a disgrace.”“I told them to focus on the threat—”“They didn’t. And you let them.”That landed. Darius exhaled slowly, stepping close

Days had passed since the fight, but the pack still talked about Wayne’s victory and Oliver’s humiliation. But what people didn’t see was what happened after the cheering stopped the silence, the tension and the way Darius started finding excuses to keep Wayne close. That night, he called Wayne to his chamber.The fire was low, the air heavy with quiet. Darius sat on the couch, boots off, shirt half-unbuttoned, like he didn’t care to look like an Alpha in that moment. Wayne stood awkwardly by the door, hands shoved in his pockets. “You wanted to see me?” Darius nodded. “Sit.”Wayne hesitated, then did. The couch dipped slightly, bringing him too close, but he shifted and pretended not to notice.Darius glanced at him. “You’ve improved.”Wayne shrugged. “Guess beating Oliver helped.”A faint smirk. “Guess so.” Wayne leaned forward, elbows on his knees.“Can I ask something?”Darius tilted his head. “You’re full of questions lately.”“Maybe ‘cause you never answer any.”“Fine. Ask.”

Rylan had noticed it days ago.The looks. The late-night calls to the Alpha’s chambers, the smell that lingered in the hall after Wayne left. Not sweat or training musk, it was something else—something intimate. And tonight, it was stronger.He saw Wayne leaving Darius’s chamber again. Shirt slightly rumpled. Eyes a little too bright.Then his jaw tightened. He waited until Wayne disappeared down the corridor before stepping out of the shadows. His fists were clenched so tight his nails dug into his palms.Later, when Darius entered the training yard, Rylan was already there. Waiting.“Alpha,” Rylan said, tone clipped.Darius glanced at him. “You’re up late.”“So are you,” Rylan said.“Is there a reason for this?”“Maybe I should ask you that.”Darius’s brow arched. “Watch your tone.”Rylan took a step forward. “I’ve been watching, Alpha. I see the way you look at him.”Darius’s eyes sharpened instantly. “What?”“You think no one notices?” Rylan pushed. “He walks around like he owns t