All Chapters of The Alpha In My Dream: Chapter 1 - Chapter 9

Molly’s POVAlpha Gerald was supposed to be in my mother’s bed chamber tonight since he had just married her, to be his Luna. But instead, he was here, in my room, with me, his brand-new stepdaughter. The air between us was thick and electric, heavy with months of stolen glances and unknown hunger for each other. My heart slammed against my ribs as I straddled his lap, feeling the massive, rock-hard bulge of his cock pressing insistently against my core through the thin fabric of my pants.“Daddy… please,” I whimpered, squirming helplessly on top of him. Heat pooled low in my belly even as guilt clawed at my chest. “We shouldn’t be doing this…”His strong hands gripped my hips possessively, holding me right where he wanted me as he rolled his hips upward, grinding that thick length against my aching pussy.“Shh, Molly,” he murmured, his deep, gravelly voice sending delicious shivers down my spine. “This is exactly where I’m supposed to be. You know it. I know it. No one’s going to

Molly’s POVWith shaking hands, I yanked a handful of tissues from my purse and frantically wiped at the sticky mess between my thighs, trying to erase any evidence of what we'd done. I couldn't let anyone, especially not Gerald, knock me up. Not yet. Not until I had what I wanted from him first.I rushed to the bathroom, my heart pounding in my ears. I locked the door behind me and leaned against it, taking a moment to catch my breath. Then I turned to the mirror, hardly recognizing the flushed, disheveled girl staring back at me. My hair was a wild mess, my lips swollen and slick, my eyes glassy. I looked like a girl who'd just been thoroughly fucked. I looked like a girl in love.I splashed cold water on my face, trying to wash away the haze of lust. I couldn't think about how good Gerald had made me feel, or how much I already craved his touch again. I had to focus. I had a plan, and I couldn't let my own desperate desire derail it.After a few minutes, I felt calmer. I dried my

Molly’s POVI didn't wait to hear the rest of their venomous gossip. Scrambling to my feet, I snatched up my discarded clothes, clutching the blanket tightly around my chest to hide my nakedness. My heart was hammering against my ribs like a trapped bird as I bolted toward the pack house, my bare feet slapping against the cold earth.I burst through the side entrance, ducking into the corridor with my head low. Every shadow felt like a judging eye, every-whisper a stinging slap. I felt so exposed, so indecent, as if the very walls could see the marks of last night's passion on my skin. I was practically stumbling, my breath coming in short, panicked gasps as I tried to navigate the hallway toward my room. But fate, or perhaps my own clumsiness, had other plans. As I rounded the corner leading to the main dining hall, my foot caught on the edge of a rug, and I stumbled forward, right into the open doorway of the dining room.The clinking of silverware stopped instantly. The air in

Molly’s POVAs I walked ahead away from Elara, heading through the corridor toward my first class, my Elara, hurried to catch up with me, her face pale and her eyes wide with worry. "Molly, you can't keep doing this," she hissed, her voice low so no one else would overhear. "If the pack elders find out you've been out there... you know, messing around... you could be banished. Your mom might love you, but she won't be able to protect you from the Law."I slowed my pace, the reality of her words sinking in. The pack had a strict code; a daughter of the pack, especially an omega of my status, wasn't supposed to engage in anything outside of a sanctioned mating arrangement. To sleep with a stranger—even a wolf—was a violation of the social contract we all signed by birth. "You're right," I admitted, my voice barely a whisper. "I just... I wasn't thinking."Elara’s expression softened. "I know you're hurting, but you have to be careful. The elders don't see 'mistakes' the way we do. Th

Molly’s POVThe lunch bell was a relief, a signal to escape the suffocating atmosphere of the classrooms. I navigated the crowded hallways, my mind still racing from the encounter with Gerald. By the time I reached the bustling cafeteria, the smells of roasted meat and fresh bread were overwhelming, adding to the sensory overload of the morning.“There you are!” Elara appeared beside me, grabbing my arm and tugmimg me toward a relatively quiet table. She looked at me suspiciously, her eyebrows knitted together. “Where did you disappear to during history? You skipped the entire second half! Are you seriously avoiding Alpha Gerald?”I let out a long, dramatic sigh, sliding into the bench. “Avoiding him? Elara, honey, it feels like there is no escaping him. He’s everywhere. It’s like he breathes down my neck the moment I turn a corner.”Elara rolled her eyes, picking up a grape from her tray. “Oh, please. You’re being dramatic. He’s the Alpha, he’s supposed to be prominent. It’s probabl