All Chapters of Alpha Daddy's Forbidden Ward: Chapter 71 - Chapter 80

MikhailI made it three steps down the corridor before I stopped.Dimitri was ahead of me, his shoulders rigid with tension, heading toward his office where he would no doubt lecture me about my duties and responsibilities and everything I was supposed to be.But Natasha was out there somewhere, crying and thinking I was going to marry Irina. She was thinking I had chosen Irina over her.Fuck duties and responsibilities."Mikhail?" Dimitri turned. "Are you coming?""I need a moment," I said. "I need to think.""That's exactly what we're going to—""Alone," The word came out harsher than I intended. "Please. Just give me an hour."His jaw tightened but he nodded curtly. "One hour, then we talk about this disaster you've created."The moment he turned the corner, I ran through the halls, out the side entrance, into the darkening forest. I knew where she would go. The same place she always went when things got bad.I found her at our spot in the forest, crumpled at the base of the tree,

NatashaI was still sitting on my bed, staring at nothing, when my door flew open. Mikhail stood there, his face devastated, and my heart immediately dropped.He came inside quickly, shutting the door behind him. "I went straight to Dimitri’s office. I was going to tell him everything right then, I couldn't wait another second but before I could say anything he told me he had found you a match."The words didn't register at first. "What?""Alpha Rowan, from the western pack," His voice was hollow. "He's here, Natasha. He's here right now to meet you."I stood up, my legs shaking. "No. No, that's not possible. Dimitri wouldn't do that without asking me first.""He already arranged it. Rowan arrived an hour ago and Dimitri was so pleased with himself, talking about securing your future and how it was time you had a proper home," His hands clenched into fists. "I stood there like a fucking coward while he introduced me to the man who's going to take you away from me.""Oh no." I gasped,

NatashaThe dress fitting room was on the third floor of the estate, a spacious chamber filled with mirrors and afternoon light that made everything look ethereal and romantic.I hated every inch of it. I stood near the wall with the other attendants, watching as the seamstress fussed over Irina's wedding gown, pinning and adjusting the delicate ivory lace that cascaded down her body like water. She looked like a princess from a fairy tale, her dark hair swept up elegantly and her skin glowing in the soft light.The dress itself was a masterpiece of white silk and intricate beading. She was going to marry Mikhail in that dress tomorrow evening.The thought made me want to vomit."Higher on the left shoulder," Irina commanded, examining herself in the mirror with a critical eye. "The neckline needs to be more symmetrical."The seamstress hurried to comply, her fingers working quickly with pins and adjustments while Irina continued her inspection, turning this way and that, making sure

MikhailI stood in my room while servants bustled around me, dressing me in the ceremonial clothes I was supposed to wear to bind myself to a woman I didn't love. The fabric was expensive, the embroidery intricate, every detail carefully chosen to reflect the importance of this union between two powerful families.Deep down, it felt like I was going to a funeral instead of a mating ceremony."Arms up, sir." The tailor said, and I obeyed mechanically, letting him adjust the formal jacket, pin it here and there, fuss over the fit.Through the window I could hear the sounds of celebration, music and laughter and excited chatter as the pack gathered for what they considered a joyous occasion. To them this was a triumph, a strategic victory and the beginning of a new era of prosperity and strength.To me, it was the beginning of the end."You look very handsome," The tailor said, stepping back to admire his work. "Your bride will be pleased."I said nothing. What was there to say? That I

MikhailDimitri's office had never felt so much like a courtroom.The council members were already assembled when we arrived, arranged in a semicircle of stern faces and folded arms. Eight of the pack's most senior wolves, all looking at Natasha and I like we had just committed murder instead of confessing our love. Dimitri took his place at the head, his expression carved from stone, and gestured for us to stand in the center of the room.I kept Natasha's hand clasped firmly in mine. Whatever happened next, we would face it together."Do you understand the severity of what you've done?" Dimitri asked, his voice eerily calm. "You've humiliated Irina and her entire family in front of witnesses from three territories. You've destroyed an alliance that took months to negotiate. You've potentially started a war, and you did it all for—" He gestured between us, his expression somewhere between disbelief and disgust. "For this.""For love," I said firmly. "We did it for love.""Love," D