All Chapters of The Alpha Daddy Between My Thighs: Chapter 1 - Chapter 10

121 Chapters

Obsessed With Him

Rebecca’s POVI couldn’t remember a time when I wasn’t obsessed with Enzo. He had always been there.When I was little, he carried me on his shoulders during pack festivals because my tiny legs would hurt from walking too much. When I had nightmares, I used to sneak into his room and sleep beside him because his scent made me feel safe. When I turned sixteen and realized the butterflies in my stomach weren’t childish admiration anymore, it was already too late.I was hopelessly in love with him.The worst part? Enzo noticed. And yet, he always treated me like his little sister.“You’re too young for me, little wolf.” That was his favorite excuse.Ten years. That was the age gap between us. To him, I was still the Alpha’s spoiled daughter who followed him around like an annoying shadow. But I wasn’t a child anymore. I was twenty. And lately… Enzo had started looking at me differently, too. Like he was beginning to realize that.The training grounds were empty except for Enzo, wh

Why You Can't Be My Woman

Rebecca’s POVShock flashed across his face. Then guilt. Then something colder.“Rebecca,” he said sharply.I couldn’t breathe. Sasha turned to look at me confused, but Enzo never moved away from her. He didn’t push her off or cover himself. If anything, he glared at me, like he wanted this moment burned into my memory—like he needed me to finally understand that I didn’t belong in his world.“Enzo…” My voice cracked helplessly.“Get out!”“I…” My words failed me.His jaw clenched. “Get out!” His voice came out rough and deep. My chest hurt so badly I thought I might collapse right there."I..." My voice broke. I looked at Sasha’s flushed face, then back at Enzo’s cold, hard expression."Get out," he ordered. He didn't sound sorry. He sounded angry that I was interrupting him. He leaned forward, pressing his weight into the woman again, making her let out a low, breathless moan that felt like a slap to my face. "Leave, Rebecca. Now."The cruelty in his eyes was worse than th

His Pick

Rebecca's POVIt had been two days since the cliff accident, and I still wasn’t allowed to see Enzo. Every time I went to the healer's wing, the warriors sent me away. They told me the same thing over and over: he had made it clear he didn't want to see me.I sat on my bed, feeling restless and sick. My wolf, Olivia, finally spoke up in my head. He is right, Becca. You are reckless. You almost got us both killed.She was right. I didn’t know why I did it. Maybe, deep down, I knew he would save me. How foolish of me. Enzo was right—I was still just a child playing dangerous games.A soft knock suddenly came from my bedroom door before my older sister, Clara, stepped inside. She walked in and rolled her eyes at me. "You almost got the Beta of this pack killed," she said bluntly.I didn't answer. I didn't care about her lecture; all I wanted was to see Enzo."Stop this, Becca. Give up on him," she said, crossing her arms. "Enzo has a type, and it certainly isn't you."That made my

Unripe For Him

Rebecca’s POVI stared at Enzo, my vision blurring. For a moment, I didn’t believe it. It felt as though the floor had opened up to swallow me whole."Congratulations," Father said, his voice thick with pride."No!" I shouted.I shot to my feet so fast the chair nearly crashed backward. Before anyone could stop me, I rushed toward Enzo and grabbed both of his arms. My fingers dug into his sleeves. "You can't pick my sister. You can't!"Enzo’s body was like a statue—cold and stiff. "Yes, I can, Rebecca," he said. His voice was flat, devoid of a single spark of feeling."Liar!" I screamed, shaking him. "You don’t even like Clara! You barely tolerate her. You told me she was too stiff, too boring. You can’t do this!""Rebecca, that is enough!" Father roared from the bed, sounding frustrated."It’s not enough!" I turned back to Enzo, searching his eyes for the man who had bled for me on the rocks. "Tell him you made a mistake! Tell him!"Enzo didn't look at me; instead, he looked

Killed My Feelings

Rebecca’s POVWith a sharp, guttural growl that vibrated in my own chest, he buried himself inside her in one heavy, punishing thrust.The sound of their bodies colliding—a wet, slapping sound—echoed through the silent room. Sasha let out a high-pitched, keening wail of pleasure, her fingers clawing at the dark wood of the desk."Oh, Goddess... Enzo... yes!" she screamed, her head tossing back.I should have looked away. I should have run. But my eyes were wide, fixed on the rhythmic, violent motion of his back. His muscles rippled under his shirt, his shoulders bunching with every powerful drive. He was relentless. He wasn't being gentle; he was fucking her with a primal, animalistic hunger that made my stomach flip.He pulled back until he was almost out—the slick, friction-filled sound of his exit making my face flame—before slamming back into her again. The desk groaned under their weight, sliding an inch across the floor."Is he... big enough... for you, Rebecca?" Sasha gas

Taking Her Place

Rebecca’s POV“You have to help me, Becca. Please… take my place. I can't marry Enzo. I won't,” Clara whispered, her voice trembling as much as her hands.I stared at her, certain the sleeping pills were playing tricks on my mind. Then I let out a dry, hollow laugh. “You’re joking. You have to be joking.""I'm not," she snapped, her eyes darting toward the door as if someone were listening. "I love someone else. I’ve loved him for years, Becca. I’m eloping with Jackson. My bags are already hidden at the border of the pack territory. I’m leaving today."The cotton in my brain cleared instantly, replaced by a cold shock. "Jackson? The Delta? Clara, if Father finds out, he’ll—""He won't find out if everyone thinks I'm at the altar," she pleaded, grabbing my wrists. "You have to do this. You have to marry him.""No," I said, pulling away, the memory of last night hitting me like a physical blow. "Enzo won't marry me. He made that very clear. Besides, I've given up on him, Clara. He

The Substitute Bride

Rebecca’s POVMy legs felt weak as the maids helped me stand. The dress suddenly felt too heavy, and the veil suffocated me. Every breath I took smelled like Clara’s perfume instead of mine; it made me feel like I was disappearing inside her skin."Walk slowly, My Lady," one of the maids reminded me gently as they guided me out of the room. I nodded, even though they couldn’t see it beneath the thick veil.The hallway outside was filled with noise. Music drifted through the palace halls—low and elegant—while voices echoed everywhere. Guests. Warriors. Nobles from nearby packs. All waiting for Clara. Not me. My heart pounded so violently I thought everyone around me could hear it.One step. Then another.The maids led me toward the ceremonial hall while my wolf paced frantically inside my head. "This is wrong," Olivia whispered nervously."I know," I whispered back silently. But I kept walking anyway. Because despite the fear... despite the guilt... despite the terrifying uncerta

The Lies

Rebecca’s POVThere stood Clara. She looked like a nightmare. Her white dress was ripped, her hair was a mess, and her face was covered in bruises. She looked as if she had crawled through hell to get here.The guests gasped. I heard my father jump up from his chair. People started whispering frantically, looking from the bloody woman at the door to me, standing at the altar in her place.Enzo’s hands dropped from mine. He took a slow step toward her, his eyes wide with disbelief."Clara?" my father’s shaky voice asked."That... is not... me!" Clara panted, her chest heaving. She pointed a trembling, dirty finger right at my face. Her eyes were burning with pure hatred. "She’s a liar! Rip off that veil and see the snake you’re really marrying!"Enzo didn't wait. He turned back to me. His face looked terrifying and dark. Before I could say anything, his hand flew out. He grabbed the fabric and ripped the veil off my head.The cold air hit my skin. Five hundred guests gasped at o

Punishment

Rebecca’s POVThe entire hall went silent. Every guest held their breath; the air was so thick with tension I could hardly breathe. I looked at Enzo, whose back was still turned to me like a wall. His fists clenched so tightly at his sides that his knuckles turned bone white.I looked at my sister, Clara, who was still crying bitterly into her hands, and then my eyes fell on my father. He didn't look at me like a daughter; he stared at me with an anger so cold it made my skin crawl."So, there is nothing to be done?" Enzo's voice broke the silence as he addressed the priest.The priest swallowed nervously before answering. “The bond cannot be broken immediately, Alpha. You may choose not to mark her as your Luna…” He hesitated carefully. “But by blood law, she remains your legal wife for one full year. After that period, if you still wish to annul the union, the council and Moon Temple will permit it.”Enzo let out a pained groan that sounded like a wounded animal. He didn't move

Doubts

Enzo’s POVDungeon?The second I heard the word, something twisted hard inside my chest. My blood ran cold, freezing the rage that had been boiling in my veins only moments before.Rebecca wouldn’t survive in the dungeon. She had suffered from claustrophobia ever since she was a child. She hated small spaces; even as a little girl, she used to panic whenever she got trapped somewhere dark for too long. I still remembered the day we found her trembling inside a storage room at eight years old, clawing at the walls and screaming for air while tears streamed down her tiny face. I had been the one to pull her out. I had been the one she clung to until her breathing finally steadied.Three days underground would destroy her. And Clara knew that. She knew that better than anyone.My eyes shifted toward Clara briefly, searching for a flicker of the sisterly love she claimed to have, but I found nothing. I had asked Clara to set the punishment because I thought she would show mercy. I th

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