All Chapters of Cherish Me, Daddy: Chapter 121 - Chapter 130

ELI'S POV”He is ours,” Noom repeated, pacing the narrow confines of my mind like a caged beast. His growl wasn't just a sound... it was an anchor, keeping me from drifting away into the abyss of panic. But even as the wolf roared, I felt the cold, creeping doubt.How did a wolf win against the mandate of an entire pack? How did a love... which had started as a transactional arrangement but blossomed into something divine, survive the cold, calculating machinery of the Council?I pulled my knees to my chest, my breath coming in ragged, shallowhitches. I thought of Lucen. I thought of the way his fingers felt against my pulse point, the steady, rhythmic thump-thump of his heart against my back when we slept.He was my shelter. He was the man who had abandoned his duties just to press a cool cloth to my forehead when a fever scorched me, the man who had looked at me as if the sun rose and set within the orbit of my eyes.But he was also an Alpha. And in this world, an Alpha’s burden was

ELI'S POVMy chest tightened violently, my lungs refusing to work as I stood there, rooted in place, watching my mate walk away from me like I was nothing more than a passing stranger in the crowd.“Lucen…” I called, my voice trembling, reaching for him instinctively even though I already knew—He wasn’t coming back. The omega moved too. Like they were drawn together by an invisible thread, something ancient and merciless pulling them closer with every step.And then... they collided. The omega collapsed against Lucen’s chest. A soft, broken sound escaped me as I saw it... how Lucen’s arms came up instantly, instinctively, catching the omega before he could fall.My vision blurred... Lucen held him like the way he used to held me.The omega whimpered, voice fragile and breathless. “A-Alpha… it’s… it’s too hot…”His fingers clutched at Lucen’s suit, trembling as they buried their face into the crook of his neck... my place, inhaling deeply like they needed him to breathe.And Lucen… Lu

ELI'S POVI was sitting on the bed of my bedroom. Last night, I chose to stay here because I couldn’t bear to see Lucen… or whatever he was doing with that omega. My eyes were still burning from crying all night. I barely slept. Every time I closed my eyes, I saw Lucen walking away with Caden in his arms like I meant nothing at all. Lucen not looking back. It felt like drowning without water.Noom was quiet inside me now, curled up like a wounded beast. No rage. No protests. Just… silence. That scared me more than anything.My mother, father, and Elena had tried to stay with me last night. I remember my mother holding my hands tightly, her voice trembling. “Come with us, Eli. Please. You don’t have to stay here.”But I shook my head. “I need time alone,” I told them. My voice didn’t even sound like mine. “Please… just go home.”Elena stepped closer, furious. “Eli, tomorrow tonight is Alpha Lucen's marking ceremony with that Caden.”I flinched at the word, but forced myself to breathe

ELI'S POVI didn’t notice when my breathing turned uneven or when my fingers started trembling against the glass. One moment I was just staring… the next, I couldn’t look away.From my window, I could see everything.The manicured lawns of the Blackthorne estate stretched wide beneath the afternoon light, pristine and untouched... just like they always were before any grand event. But today, it was different. Staff moved everywhere, carrying arrangements, adjusting decorations, rushing in coordinated chaos. White drapes were being hung along the balcony railings. Gold fixtures were polished until they gleamed. The grand ballroom doors stood open, revealing chandeliers already lit even though the sun hadn’t fully set yet.It was being prepared… for a marking ceremony.For their marking ceremony... Lucen and Caden.“…so it’s really happening,” I whispered, my voice barely audible even to myself.Elder Mara must have pushed for it to be held in the ballroom. It was the easiest place to p

ELI'S POVThe thing that emerged from the brush was not a wolf... at least not one that belonged in the civilized, manicured territories of the Blackthorne pack.It was a mass of matted, grey-black fur, its frame skeletal and twisted, eyes glowing with a feral, milky luminescence that spoke of starvation and madness. It was a Rogue... a wolf who had lost their human anchor, a creature consumed by the very darkness I had just tried to flee.I backed away, my hands clawing at the dirt, but my body felt like it was made of lead. The rejection had stripped me of everything. Noom was curled somewhere deep inside me, trembling, silent... like even he didn’t have the strength to fight anymore. Without Lucen’s bond… I felt exposed. Fragile. Like a dying flame in the middle of a storm.“Go away,” I whispered, my voice cracking against my throat.The beast didn't listen. It let out a sound—a cross between a whimper and a jagged growl—and lunged."RAWWWR”I rolled to the side, the motion teari