All Chapters of Alpha Daddy's Forbidden Ward: Chapter 21 - Chapter 30

Dimitri’s POVThe arena fell into stunned silence after Cassius's ultimatum, and I could feel the weight of hundreds of eyes on me, but the only gaze that mattered was Seraphina's.They were wide, frightened, and desperate for answers about her parents' death. That look steeled my resolve more than any threat could have."I accept." I said, dropping into a fighting stance despite my body screaming in protest from the previous two fights. Blood still seeped from various wounds and my ribs felt like they had been trampled by a herd of wild horses, but none of that mattered now.Cassius nodded, almost respectfully, and began removing his jacket with deliberate slowness. "You're brave, young alpha. Foolish, but brave. Celeste would have liked you."The mention of Seraphina's mother sent another spike of determination through me. This ancient alpha held answers that could change everything, and I would tear them from his throat if necessary.When Cassius shifted, the crowd gasped collecti

Seraphina’s PovThe moment Dimitri's fingers brushed against my panties, I nearly came undone. I was already so wet, so desperate for him that even that light touch sent sparks of pleasure racing through my body."Fuck, you're soaked," He groaned against my lips, his fingers tracing the damp fabric. "All this for me, baby?""Yes," I whimpered, my hips rolling forward, seeking more pressure. "All for you, Daddy. Please—"He hooked his fingers into my panties and pulled them aside, and then his fingers were sliding through my slick folds, exploring and teasing. I gasped at the contact, my whole body trembling."So wet and ready," He murmured, circling my clit with one finger. The sensation was electric, and I cried out, my nails digging into his shoulders. "That's it, baby. Let me hear you."He worked my clit in slow, torturous circles while his other hand continued playing with my breast, pinching my nipple. The dual sensations were overwhelming, and I could already feel the pressure

DimitriTime moved differently when you were watching someone you loved die.Every second stretched into an eternity as I stood there, Seraphina's limp hand in mine, watching her chest rise and fall with increasingly shallow breaths. The healers swarmed around her like desperate ants, injecting counteragents, checking vitals and shouting medical terminology that meant nothing to my wolf-addled brain. All I could focus on was the grayish pallor spreading across her skin, the way her lips were turning blue, how her heartbeat, which I could hear even over the chaos, was growing fainter."Dimitri." A soft hand touched my shoulder. Natasha, my sister had appeared sometime in the last few minutes, I couldn't remember when. Her healer's robes were already stained with Seraphina's blood as she worked alongside the others. "You need to let us work.""I can't leave her.""I'm not asking you to leave. I'm asking you to step back two feet so we can access her left side." Her voice was gentle b

SeraphinaDimitri's chambers were exactly as I remembered, masculine, sparse and dominated by the massive four-poster bed that seemed to take up half the room, but I barely registered the familiar surroundings as he led me inside, his hand warm and possessive around mine."You should rest," He said, though his eyes betrayed him, roaming over my body with barely restrained hunger. "The healers said you're recovered, but—""But nothing," I squeezed his hand. "I feel incredible, Dimitri. Better than I've ever felt."It was true. The bond thrummed between us, alive and electric, and I could feel his desire through it, making my own body respond in kind. He had spent eighteen hours thinking he might lose me. I could feel the desperate need in him to touch me, claim me and reassure himself that I was alive and his."At least let me help you bathe," He said, his voice rougher now. "You've been in that medical wing bed for—""That sounds perfect."He led me to the bathing chamber adjoining h

SeraphinaDimitri’s fingers worked faster and harder, the sounds absolutely filthy. My cream was coating his hands, dripping down to join the bathwater. I was making a mess and I didn't care.I couldn't think about anything except the pleasure consuming me. I couldn’t stop the moans which spilled out of my lips as I moved against his fingers."That's it," Dimitri praised roughly. "Make a mess all over me. Coat my hands with your cum like a good girl."I came again, harder this time, my vision whiting out as my pussy clamped down on his fingers. My ass clenched around the finger there and I heard him groan, felt his cock pulse against my stomach."Fuck, you're going to kill me," He muttered. "But what a way to go."Before I could recover, he was moving, lifting me like I weighed nothing. He positioned me on the edge of the tub, my legs spread wide on either side, my pussy fully exposed to his hungry gaze."Beautiful," He breathed, his hands running up my thighs. "Look at this pretty pu