Lahat ng Kabanata ng Marked By My Best Friend's Dad: Kabanata 91 - Kabanata 100

~ Iris POV ~One week.Seven days.That was all that stood between me and the mating ceremony.Again, after Alice stunt last month.Not a wedding.No white gowns. No vows under flower arches. No delicate romance.This was pack law. Pack binding. Power made visible.The council had increased security. The guest list had been revised twice. Territories that once ignored us were now requesting seats.And I was at the center of it.The future Luna.The fracture point.I stared at my reflection in the tall mirror of my chambers.The gown laid across my body like liquid midnight, deep forest green silk layered over black undertones, the fabric structured at the waist and falling into sharp, deliberate lines instead of softness. Gold thread traced subtle wolf sigils along the hem. The neckline was high, elegant, and powerful.Not bridal.Authorita

~ Iris POV ~I can’t believe the mating ceremony has been postponed again.Again.The announcement came at dawn. Emergency council summons. Alpha gathering. Border dispute in the northern territories.Duncan had to leave immediately.The ceremony would be shifted until his return.“What the hell is going on?” I muttered under my breath as I stood in my chambers, rereading the notice like the words might rearrange themselves into something less suspicious.One week became uncertain.Preparation turned into waiting.And waiting is dangerous in a pack this tense.I already knew what the council would say.Alpha duty comes first.But a part of me couldn’t shake the thought,Alice.She had been too calm lately.Too composed.And calm from Alice was never harmless.A knock came at my door.Before I could respond, Duncan stepped in.He hadn’t changed into travel armor yet. Just black trousers and a fitted shirt, sleeves rolled up. His expression was steady.Too steady.He crossed the room i

~ Alice POV ~I didn’t mean to go to the library.That’s what I told myself later.I was just walking.Clearing my head.Avoiding the Moon altar construction that felt like a public countdown to my humiliation.The east wing was quiet at night. Most wolves avoided it. Too many old council records. Too many ghosts of decisions that shaped bloodlines.That’s when I heard voices.Low.Familiar.I stopped.Not intentionally.Instinct.The door wasn’t fully closed.Just slightly ajar.And through the narrow opening….I saw them.Iris.And Ky.Standing too close.Firelight behind them.Shadows dancing over their faces.Awwn romantic.I couldn’t hear every word at first, but I didn’t need to.The body language was enough.Ky’s hand at Iris’s waist.I

~ Iris POV ~In the taxi, everything feels louder.The engine. The city traffic. My thoughts.I press my forehead against the cool window glass and watch the estate gates disappear behind me.I didn’t look back.If I had, I might not have left.The driver doesn’t speak. Good. I don’t think I could handle polite questions right now.My phone buzzes twice.I don’t check it.I already know who it isn’t.It’s not Duncan.It’s not Ky.And it’s definitely not Alice.I let out a slow breath.Maybe Alice was right.Not about everything.But about one thing.Maybe I shouldn’t be standing at an altar when my heart still fractures at the wrong touch.Maybe the Goddess didn’t mean for this to be simple.Or maybe I’m the one complicating what should be clear.I close my eyes.Alice’s face flashes in

~ Iris POV ~The pack house buzzed quietly with preparation. The ceremony had been rescheduled, finally set for the full moon next week. Duncan was back,finally.and with him came the usual tension, the aura of command that made every heartbeat in the estate synchronize with his.Alice had returned to her sharp, watchful self. She moved through the house like a shadow, eyes flicking, calculating, assessing,but this time, she didn’t interfere. At least, not openly.Ky and I had carved out our small corner of the world in the midst of the chaos. We were preparing for the ceremony, but also protecting each other from everything else. From whispers, from old wounds, from the unpredictable tides of the pack. She moved through the rooms with a careful grace, always mindful of me, but free enough to make me laugh, even in these heavy days.And then he appeared.Duncan. Alpha. Dominant. Imposing. And yet, tonight, his presence carried a different energy. One that made the air itself shift,a st