Semua Bab SINFUL KNOT LUSTING FOR MY BEST FRIEND'S DAD: Bab 1 - Bab 10

CHAPTER ONEl"I, Christopher Morgan of the Blood Moon Pack, reject you, Pearl Xavier of the Mountain Hill Pack, as my mate and Luna-to-be," he declared with authority in his voice.Loud gasps and whispers filled the hall. I stood there, puzzled and confused by this unexpected turn of events."He is rejecting us! The mate doesn't want us," my wolf cried within me. I felt sorry for myself, deceived into believing he would accept me as his mate. I had waited for this day all my life. In fact, this was the day I had imagined freeing myself from my stepmother's web of perpetual wickedness. She had finally manipulated my dad into thinking I was no good and would only bring shame.I stood in front of the large crowd that had gathered for my mating ceremony. Tears welled up in my eyes when I realized he was serious with his words."What will we do?" Alice, my wolf, asked hysterically, panicking and sadly whimpering within me. She was deeply hurt, and so was I. I was humiliated and disgrac

CHAPTER THREEFeeling the dampness between my legs, I knew I was wet. Despite the forbidden nature of my desires, watching him stand there with just a towel draped over his naked body stirred a longing within me. I couldn’t help but imagine the pleasure he could bring.“Where is Patricia?” he asked, glaring at me.“Ssss... she’s asleep in her room,” I managed to stutter.He shot me a suspicious look and walked away. It wasn’t until he had gone far that I wondered why he had come down the stairs wearing only a towel, straight after his shower.My eyes trailed him till he disappeared from sight. I patted my chest and sat back down, clamping my legs against each other. I could feel the heat in between my legs; my pants were moist from my juices. My heart didn’t stop thudding fast against my chest like it had always done in the past whenever I saw him. I wasn’t even aware he was in the house until he showed up half-naked.“Coming here was a bad idea,” I muttered, biting my lower lip. “

PearlHarold tore his lips away from mine so quickly and eased back to his side of the kitchen. He moved with quiet, measured steps and if I wasn’t still reeling from the effects of our kiss, I would have taken a moment to appreciate how stealth his movements were.I took a deep breath to calm my nerves. My lips were still tingling with sensation. I ran my fingers through my hair, just as Patricia finally made her way back in.She was grinning at me. If only she knew that I’d had her dad’s tongue in my mouth mere seconds ago. And I’d liked it.More than liked it. I was wet and horny.Harold opened the fridge and pulled out a turkey sandwich wrap.“Guess what I found,” Patricia held up a placard for my inspection. I looked at it, trying to make sense of the inscriptions on the paper. It was a nice distraction from having to stare at Harold.It took my brain another moment to recognize what I was looking at.“Is that what I think it is?” My eyes widened in surprise. A smile broke throug

PearlI walked softly into the kitchen to find Harold sitting at the counter. He was working on his laptop. Shirtless. But that wasn’t all there was to it. He was wearing reading glasses. The sight of him working with an air of seriousness was mouthwatering to say the least.His brows furrowed with the utmost concentration. His fingers moved with dexterity on the keypad. He looked up just then and I inhaled a deep breath, sucking my stomach in.“Pearl?” He arched a brow. That singular movement of his brow made my belly flutter.Was it excitement? Nerves?“Hi Harold,” I braced my spine and took measured steps forward. “I see you’re still up.”“You don’t miss a thing.” The corner of his lip lifted upwards. Did Harold Wells just make a joke?“So, what you working on, that’s got you looking so serious?” I propped my elbows on the counter. As a result, I caught a whiff of his aftershave. It was minty with a hint of lemon. It smelled divine. Reminded me of when he’d kissed me earlier.“A

PearlHarold was hosting a dinner for some close allies of his. With the newly approved construction project, Harold was busier than usual these days. He left the pack house at the crack of dawn and returned late at night.Patricia said he had board meetings and had to supervise the work sites. In a way, I was relieved that I didn’t have to face him anytime soon. Harold being busy meant we didn’t have to have our conversation now. It meant more time for me to mentally prepare what I was going to say to him when we finally talked.For tonight’s dinner, the cook handled the dinner recipe. Patricia pulled out the margarita machine. Brian had been out all day with Harold but he stopped by in the afternoon to check in on us.Before he went back out, he pulled me aside and led me outside to his car.“What’s this about, Brian?” I asked the beta. It was cold outside and I had to bundle closer into my jacket, as I waited for Brian to re-emerge from the backseat of his car. When he did, he was