Todos los capítulos de Hooking Up With Her Ex's Alpha Dad: Capítulo 121 - Capítulo 130

Theo's POVHer words crashed over me like waves against stone, each syllable carrying the weight of a revelation that made my chest constrict with sudden understanding. Daisy. The confusion in my mind cleared instantly as the pieces fell into place with devastating clarity—Claire had seen us together, had witnessed something that she'd interpreted as betrayal, had been carrying this pain in silence while I'd been desperately trying to reach her."Claire, wait," I said urgently, but she was already retreating into her apartment, the door swinging closed between us like a physical manifestation of the distance that had been growing for weeks. "Please, just let me explain."My hand shot out to catch the door before it could close completely, the same motion Adrian had made moments earlier, though my intentions came from protection rather than possession. The irony wasn't lost on me—I was standing in the same hallway where I'd just threatened my son for

The words spilled from my lips with the force of a dam bursting, carrying all the emotion I'd held back during those endless weeks of silence. "I love you too, Claire. Madly. Completely. More than I ever thought possible."Her eyes widened, those beautiful green depths that had haunted my dreams filling with something that looked like wonder. Before I could say another word, her hands fisted in my shirt, pulling me down to her with desperate urgency that matched the ache in my chest.When our lips met, it was like coming home after a lifetime of wandering. The kiss was desperate, hungry, filled with weeks of longing and misunderstanding and the overwhelming relief of finally being in each other's arms again. I tasted tears—mine or hers, I couldn't tell—and something deeper that spoke of love reclaimed, trust restored, promises renewed.We stumbled into her apartment, neither willing to break the contact that felt so essential after our separation. The door slammed shut behind us, encl

Theo's POVThe moment the mating bond snapped into place, reality shattered and reformed around us in patterns of golden fire and absolute truth. It was like a lightning strike to my soul, electric and devastating and completely transformative. Every carefully constructed wall I had built around my heart over decades of careful control crumbled to dust in an instant, leaving me raw and exposed and utterly changed.The sensation was not just physical pleasure, though our bodies moved together with perfect synchronization, but something far more profound that reached into the very core of my being. It was as if the universe had suddenly made sense, as if every decision I had ever made, every path I had chosen, had been leading inexorably to this moment of absolute completion.My wolf surged forward with a roar of triumph that echoed through both our consciousness and the physical world, his voice finally free to claim what had always been ours. The sound that emer

Claire's POVThe laboratory felt like a pressure cooker on the verge of explosion, filled with the kind of tension that comes from brilliant minds hitting an immovable wall. I stood before the whiteboard where our latest calculations sprawled across every available inch of space, marker ink documenting three weeks of increasingly desperate attempts to solve what was becoming an insurmountable problem.The compound that had shown such promise in early trials—the breakthrough that had positioned VM Group as the leader in neurological treatments—had reached a stability threshold that we simply couldn't overcome. Every modification we attempted, every variable we adjusted, every innovative approach we tried resulted in the same devastating outcome: molecular breakdown at the precise point where therapeutic efficacy should have peaked.Dr. Nakamura slumped over his computer terminal, his usually immaculate appearance showing the strain of fourteen-hour da

Theo's POVThe boardroom had the stillness of a courtroom awaiting a verdict as Claire concluded her presentation. For forty-five minutes, she had laid out her radical proposal with the kind of scientific precision that had first captivated me months ago, her voice steady despite the magnitude of what she was asking us to approve. Charts and molecular diagrams filled the smart screens around us, displaying research that pushed the boundaries of everything we thought we knew about werewolf pharmaceutical development.But it was her eyes that held my attention—bright with the fierce intelligence that had made her indispensable to this company, blazing with a conviction so absolute it seemed to illuminate the entire room. She believed in this synthetic protein approach with every fiber of her being, and through our mating bond, I could feel the depth of her certainty humming beneath my skin like electricity.The silence that followed her presentation was deaf