ALPHA DADDY: Take Mommy Home のすべてのチャプター: チャプター 11 - チャプター 20

The car moved silently through the slick streets, its tires slicing through the shallow puddles left by the earlier rain. Leo slept in the backseat, curled against my chest, his small breaths steady despite the night’s chaos. His innocence, his fragility, made my chest ache in ways I had long denied. I couldn’t imagine a world where anything could touch him.Damien drove with absolute precision, one hand steady on the wheel, the other resting near the gearshift. His jaw was set, eyes sharp, scanning the road, every corner, every shadow. The Alpha’s presence was overwhelming, even in the quiet of the car. It wasn’t just dominance; it was control, power, and a sense of inevitability — the kind of force that left you both terrified and strangely comforted.I tried to speak, to break the thick silence, but my throat felt dry, my words trapped behind a wall of fear and awe. Finally, I murmured, “Where are we going?”He didn’t answer immediately. His eyes flicked to me briefly, unreadable,

The rain had slowed to a gentle drizzle by the time Damien turned the car into the driveway of the safe house. The building loomed quietly in the dim glow of the streetlights, modest yet fortified, a sanctuary that promised safety but whispered secrets in the shadows. My hands tightened around Leo as I watched Damien kill the engine, the silence of the car now heavy with unspoken tension.He didn’t speak immediately. Instead, he stared ahead, his jaw tight, hands resting firmly on the steering wheel. Even in stillness, his presence was suffocating and commanding, a silent assertion that here, in this car, with this boy sleeping in my arms, he was the protector, the Alpha, the one in control. And I… I couldn’t deny the pull he had on me. Not for a second.“Stay in the car for a moment,” he finally said, his voice low, measured. It carried that quiet authority I had learned to obey without question. “I need to make sure it’s secure.”I hesitated, eyes narrowing. “Damien, we’re not stayi

The first light of dawn crept quietly through the sheer curtains, brushing against the edges of the room in soft, golden streaks. For a moment, I lay still, letting the warmth wash over me, listening to the subtle rhythm of the house waking. Outside, the faint chirping of birds mingled with the distant hum of the city stirring to life, yet inside, it felt as if the world had shrunk to this single, fragile space. Damien’s presence lingered like a tangible force beside me, even though he wasn’t in the bed yet.I opened my eyes slowly, blinking against the soft brightness. The night’s heat still clung to me, a tingling reminder of the closeness we had shared, the electricity that crackled silently whenever he was near. My body felt restless even in the calm, as though it remembered more than my mind wanted to admit. Slowly, my gaze drifted toward the doorway—and there he was, leaning casually against the frame, arms crossed, dark eyes observing me with that unmistakable intensity that al

The party had stretched into the late hours, the city lights flickering through the grand windows of Damien’s penthouse like a mirror of the stars outside. Every detail of the room reflected his power—gleaming marble floors, rich, dark furniture, and a careful orchestration of elegance and intimidation. Yet despite the grandeur, my focus remained entirely on him. Damien’s presence, dark and commanding, felt like a shield around me, a quiet promise that no one could touch me without facing his wrath.I had never imagined stepping into a world like this. Pack politics were subtle but sharp, layered beneath the polite smiles and polite conversations, the whispered words that could make or break alliances. Everyone here knew their place, their hierarchy, their obligations. And I—Lia—was a rogue element, an outsider daring to stand beside the Alpha. My pulse throbbed as I tried to blend in, to move unnoticed, but Damien’s protective gaze never left me.“You’re tense,” he murmured, his deep

The night outside was heavy, almost suffocating, yet the cold air felt like a relief after the stifling chaos of the party. Damien carried me with ease, his body firm, solid, radiating a warmth that grounded me amidst the adrenaline still coursing through my veins. Every step he took was precise, purposeful, as if he were mapping out a path where danger could not follow.I clung to him instinctively, my head resting against his broad chest, listening to the steady beat of his heart, feeling the rise and fall of his shoulders. For a moment, the world narrowed to just this—Damien, me, the night, and the raw, unspoken tension simmering between us.“I… I can’t believe she…” I started, but the words died in my throat. Selena’s fury, the sharp sting of her eyes, the barely concealed threats—they were still fresh in my mind.“I know,” Damien murmured, his voice low, smooth, vibrating against my ear. “Selena is dangerous. Calculating. She won’t stop until she tests every limit, every rule, ev