Hooking Up With Her Ex's Alpha Dad のすべてのチャプター: チャプター 171 - チャプター 180

Claire's POVThe pack house felt different as we entered it together as officially mated pairs. Every surface seemed charged with new meaning, transformed by the ancient bond that now pulsed between us with the intensity of shared heartbeats. The mating mark on my throat throbbed with a pleasant ache that reminded me with every breath that I belonged to the most powerful Alpha in our region.Theo's hands found my waist before we'd even cleared the entryway, his fingers gripping the ceremonial silk with barely contained hunger. The restraint he'd maintained throughout the public celebrations—the careful control that had marked every interaction with pack members and wedding guests—finally cracked under the weight of primal need that could no longer be denied."Finally," he growled against my ear, his voice rough with the kind of desperate want that made my knees weak. "Alone with my Luna."The title sent electricity straight through my core. Lu

Claire's POVA month later,I forced myself out of bed despite the exhaustion that had become my constant companion over the past few weeks. Every movement felt like swimming through molasses, my body protesting what should have been simple tasks like brushing my teeth or selecting clothes for another day at the office.Theo was already dressed in one of his impeccably tailored suits, his hair styled with the precision that marked his transition from passionate mate to corporate leader. But his attention remained fixed on me as I moved through our morning routine with the careful deliberation of someone whose energy reserves had been mysteriously depleted."You should stay home today," he said for the third time in ten minutes, his voice carrying the kind of protective concern that had intensified over recent days. "You look exhausted, Claire. Whatever's been making you feel off, you need rest.""I'm fine," I replied automatically, though the words

Claire's POVThe moment we stepped through the hospital doors, I could feel the shift in Theo's demeanor. His hand pressed protectively against the small of my back, his posture rigid with the kind of alert tension. I'd seen him in crisis mode before, but this was different—more intense, more primal, as if every instinct he possessed was screaming warnings about dangers I couldn't perceive.The nurse at the reception desk directed us to a private examination room, her professional smile faltering slightly when she caught sight of Theo's expression. His dark eyes swept the medical facility with predatory focus, cataloging exits and evaluating every staff member who came within twenty feet of us as potential threats to my safety."Alpha and Luna Valmont," Dr. Matthews announced as he entered the room, his familiar presence usually a source of comfort during pack medical visits. But the moment he took a step toward the examination table where I sat, Theo's reaction was immediate and shoc

Claire's POVThe morning of Jennifer's wedding dawned crisp and clear. I stood before the full-length mirror in our bedroom at the pack house, attempting to zip a navy blue maternity dress that had fit perfectly just two weeks ago. My reflection showed a woman I barely recognized—my face fuller, my body transformed by seven months and a week of pregnancy that had reshaped every curve.The twins were active this morning, their movements creating visible ripples across my distended abdomen. One of them delivered a particularly sharp kick to my ribs, making me wince and place a protective hand over the spot where tiny feet seemed determined to find more space in their increasingly cramped quarters."You're both going to behave today," I whispered to my belly, though their restless energy suggested they had other plans. "Aunt Jennifer deserves a perfect wedding."Theo appeared behind me in the mirror, his reflection showing concern mixed with the protective intensity that had become his d

Claire's POVThe pack house buzzed with celebration when we arrived home with Jasmine and Maxwell. The entire grounds had been transformed overnight into a festival of welcome that took my breath away. Banners stretched between trees, tables groaned under the weight of traditional foods, and the sound of laughter mixed with children's voices created a symphony of pure joy that seemed to make the very air vibrate with happiness.I stood at the edge of the main courtyard, both babies nestled securely in my arms, watching pack members who had gathered to meet their Alpha's kids. The twins were wide-eyed and alert, their tiny faces turning toward the voices and sounds of their extended family with the curious attention of children born into love and celebration."Luna Claire!" voices called out from every direction as pack members approached with gifts, blessings, and the kind of reverent excitement that accompanied the birth of the next generation. Elder women offered traditional charms