Todos os capítulos de Hooking Up With Her Ex's Alpha Dad: Capítulo 1 - Capítulo 10

I rushed through the corridors of the hospital, following the nurse's directions to the intensive care unit. My mind was still reeling from the abrupt transition, from Theo's luxurious suite and passionate embrace to the sterile, antiseptic-scented halls.I found my mother in the waiting area, her small frame hunched over, hands clutching a paper cup of untouched coffee. She looked up when I approached, her eyes red-rimmed and swollen."Claire." Her voice broke on my name as she stood, pulling me into a desperate embrace. "Thank the goddess you're here.""How is he?" I asked, fear clawing at my throat.Before she could answer, a doctor approached us—a middle-aged human woman with kind eyes and exhaustion etched into the lines of her face."Ms. White?" She extended her hand. "I'm Dr. Peterson. I've been overseeing your father's care."I shook her hand, noticing the slight hesitation—the typical human reaction when touching a werewolf, even if they'd worked with our kind before. "Please

Claire’s POV"You mean help, as in becoming your mistress, right?" I gripped the phone, speaking angrily."What's wrong with that?" he sneered. "Or do you prefer being everyone's whore?"Anger burned through my shame. "I'd rather serve every old man in that club than spend another minute with you," I roared. "At least they're honest about what they want.""Feisty," he mocked. "Is that how you talk to clients? No wonder you're so popular. But remember who you're speaking to, little girl. Remember who my father is. He controls the largest wolf pack in North America. Watch your tone."The New Moon Alpha. I'd never met him, but when Adrian spoke of him, his voice held both awe and fear—a ruthless businessman, an unyielding leader. He stayed out of the spotlight but his influence ran deep. If he truly wanted to destroy me, I stood no chance.I knew I'd reached a dead end, but no. I still refused to be meat on Adrian's plate."You can't control me anymore, Adrian," I retorted."We'll see ab

Claire's POVI stared at the blinking cursor on my screen, mechanically clicking "send" on yet another résumé—the fifth one today, the umpteenth one this week. Each application felt like shouting into a void. My inbox was a graveyard of rejection emails and automated responses, all variations of "Thank you for your interest, but..."The pharmaceutical companies that had once courted me during my final semester—impressed by my research on rare werewolf neurological disorders—now wouldn't even grant me a phone screening.After four hours of this futile exercise, my eyes burned from staring at the screen. I stretched, wincing as my spine cracked in protest. The cheap desk chair Jennifer had rescued from a sidewalk wasn't doing my posture any favors, but furniture upgrades were the least of my concerns.A new email notification appeared with a familiar automated subject line: "Regarding Your Recent Application." I clicked it without much hope, scanning the polite corporate rejection. This

Theo's POVI stood at the floor-to-ceiling windows of my office, gazing at the city below while Adrian's voice faded to background noise. His indignant protests about Claire's presence barely registered as I found myself lost in thought.Since my ex-wife's betrayal years ago, I had maintained strict emotional barriers. My ex-wife hadn't just left me—she'd left our son for a younger Beta from a rival pack, shattering Adrian's sense of security and my belief in love. That devastating blow had taught me a harsh lesson: emotional investment in a woman was a dangerous liability.After rebuilding my life from those ashes, I established clear rules for myself. Casual relationships were acceptable—brief encounters with women who understood the temporary nature of our arrangement. Business remained separate from pleasure. And above all, I never, under any circumstances, became involved with an employee.These boundaries served me well. The Crescent Moon Pack prospered under my leadership, VM G