My Best Friends Dad Is My Second Chance Mate のすべてのチャプター: チャプター 51 - チャプター 60

Vanessa’s POVReturning to my apartment with Spark in tow, I was overwhelmed by a sudden surge of nostalgia as I stepped through the familiar threshold. My key was still under the rug by the door, undisturbed, a testament to the building's safety that I appreciated. The scent of home enveloped me, mingling with the comforting presence of my loyal German Shepherd at my side. With a soft sigh, I glanced around, taking in the familiar sights and sounds that had once been so integral to my daily routine—like my morning yoga.Determined to shake off the lingering unease that had plagued me since leaving Blood Moon Pack, I rolled up my sleeves and set to work cleaning the entire apartment from top to bottom. I even felt motivated to rearrange the furniture, a therapeutic exercise reminding me of the monster I wished to forget.With each swipe of the dust cloth and each sweep of the vacuum, I felt a sense of catharsis wash over me. The physical exertion helped clear my mind and soothe my fra

Alpha Alexander’s POVAfter the private jet touched down in Canada, I wasted no time heading to the hotel Cassie had arranged for me. The journey had been long, and I was eager to freshen up before setting out to find Vanessa.Stepping into the hotel lobby, I couldn't help but notice the curious glances that followed me. People often stared, perhaps drawn to my commanding presence and unmistakable aura of authority. It wasn't arrogance, just a recognition of my effect on those around me. However, now was not the time for vanity. I needed to blend in and avoid drawing unnecessary attention.With practiced ease, I checked in quickly and efficiently before heading up to my room. Once inside, I wasted no time shedding my suit, revealing the toned muscles beneath. Even as a rogue, I had always loved working out, often doing it alone in the woods. Now, I owned a gym in Blood Moon Pack, a hit among the warriors, though I preferred my personal gym in the mansion for solitude.Despite the jour

Alpha Alexander’s POV I stood outside Vanessa's apartment, a sense of determination pulsing through me. Despite my humble beginnings as a rogue, wandering alone in the woods, I had always known that I possessed a certain power, a strength that ran deep within my veins, untapped and waiting to be unleashed. Frida's father, the Alpha of Blood Moon Pack, had seen that power in me the first time we met. As he lay on his deathbed, Frida introduced me as the man she wanted to marry. He surveyed me with critical eyes, much like hers, and said, "He is young, Fri, but he is definitely born to lead." His words hung in the air, resonating with a sense of certainty that stirred something deep within me. Despite my youth and the challenges ahead, there was a quiet confidence in his assessment. As an alpha, his words held special significance, recognizing the potential within me, waiting to be unleashed. It was validation of my strengths and a reminder of the responsibilities that came wit

Alpha Alexander’s POV I watched Vanessa collapse onto her bed, her movements unsteady, indicating she was tipsy or even fully drunk. A pang of concern tugged at my heart. Despite her seemingly carefree demeanor, I couldn't shake the unease that settled over me like a heavy shroud. Rising from my seat, I approached her bedside with silent steps, my gaze lingering on her form as she lay there, her breathing slow and steady. The soft sounds of her snores filled the room with warmth and familiarity, a comforting reminder of her presence in my life since she was younger. Standing by her bedside, watching over her sleeping form, a soft smile tugged at the corners of my lips. Despite the chaos and uncertainty that often surrounded us, moments like these brought a sense of peace, a quiet reassurance that, no matter what challenges lay ahead, we would face them together. She didn't know we were in this battle together, and it was better that way. Reaching out, I gently brushed a str

PUNISHMENT. One word, and my core tightens. The weight of his gaze feels suffocating, pressing down on me like a leaden blanket. My heart hammers in my chest, each beat a thunderous reminder of the impending punishment looming over me. I try to summon the courage to speak, to protest, but the words stick in my throat, choked off by the intensity of his stare. There's a primal edge to his presence, a raw power that sends a shiver down my spine—a shiver I don't welcome at the moment. Alpha Alexander’s expression is unreadable, his features carved from stone as he stands before me, a silent sentinel of authority. The tension crackles in the air between us, thick and palpable, as if we're locked in a battle of wills. I know I've crossed a line, pushed him too far, and now I must face the consequences. But as much as I try to steel myself for what's to come, a flicker of fear at the unknown persists. With a heavy sigh, Alpha Alexander finally breaks the silence, his voice low and d