《The Alpha Daddy Between My Thighs》全部章節：第 111 章 - 第 120 章

​Rebecca's POV​A full month had passed since the day my hand healed itself on the courtyard mat, but ever since then, nothing had happened.​The specialized instructors for gifted wolves had put me through endless trials. They tried putting pressure on my reflexes, using controlled physical tests, and guiding me through long meditation sessions, but my healing power refused to surface again. The head healer eventually confirmed what they all feared: my gifts were locked behind a heavy, stubborn layer of dark magic. It wasn't something that could be forced. It would only break when my body or mind decided it was ready.​So day after day, I trained alongside the other gifted wolves, feeling like an imposter.​By the time late afternoon rolled around, my body was aching and completely exhausted. The pregnancy was taking more out of me each week, and all I wanted was to get back to my room, kick off my heavy boots, and sleep.​I was walking down the quiet stone archway toward the dormito

​Enzo's POV​Silence stretched over the phone line, heavy, and suffocating. Seconds ticked by, dragging across my raw nerves. The silence coming from the receiver was not peaceful—it was strained and awkward.​A dangerous anger began to burn in my veins, destroying the last of my patience.​"Speak, damn it!" I growled into the phone, my voice dropping into a low, deadly rumble. "Speak like a man, Zarek! What do you need to tell me?"​"Before Rebecca left for the Academy..." Zarek paused, taking a slow, shaky breath. "...we had sex, Enzo."​The world stopped moving.​The air rushed out of my lungs in a single, painful gasp. It felt as if a sharp blade had been driven straight through the center of my chest, twisting painfully into my heart. My vision went blurry as a cold, numb feeling washed over my entire body.​No. No, that’s impossible.​The image of her face—her soft, sweet smile, her gentle touch—flashed through my mind, breaking into a thousand sharp pieces. Three months of desp

Enzo's POV​The heavy silence of my office was broken only by the sound of pages turning. Ryan stepped inside, holding a stack of pack reports under his arm, his face serious as always.​"Alpha, these are the remaining financial reports and patrol logs from the border," Ryan said, walking over to my desk and laying the documents down. "They just need your final signature."​"Leave them," I said quietly, my eyes staring blankly at the dark wood of the desk.​Ever since my phone call with Zarek two months ago, a hollow emptiness had settled inside me. The truth about Rebecca’s pregnancy felt like a slow-acting poison in my blood. Every time I breathed, the thought of her carrying Zarek's child tore my soul.​I reached out to grab a pen, but as soon as my fingers touched it, a sudden, brutal pain flared in the center of my chest.​I froze. The air instantly locked in my throat.​Cough! Cough!​A violent cough ripped through my chest, making my whole body shake. I slapped a hand over my m

Rebecca's POV​For four long hours, Zarek and his mother stayed in the room with me. They were kind, gentle, and attentive. They offered me water, made sure the blankets were warm, and spoke softly whenever they held the baby.​On the surface, everything was perfect. It was the exact picture of a loving, supportive family.​And yet, deep inside me, an uneasy feeling twisted like a cold knot. It was a strange, subtle discomfort that wouldn't go away, no matter how hard I tried to ignore it.​If you are this uncomfortable, you can stop your studies and go back home with the baby, my wolf whispered softly in the back of my mind. Take him and go.​I let out a quiet, bitter breath. It sounded so simple, but it was completely impossible. The Academy had strict laws. Once a wolf entered these gates, no one was allowed to leave until graduation. I still had three full years left before my time here was finished. I was trapped.​Zarek must have noticed my long silence. He sat down on the edge

Enzo's POV​By late afternoon, my private jet touched down at the airstrip near the Royal Werewolf Academy.​My mind was still racing, but as the engine cut off, a harsh wave of reality hit me. I couldn't just storm into the Academy like a madman and grab Rebecca. Doing that would expose everything, raise immediate alarms, and draw unwanted attention from Zarek and the council. I needed a reason to be here—something natural that wouldn't make Rebecca suspect I had come specifically for her.​Fortunately, my history with this place gave me the perfect cover.​I was one of the highest-achieving graduates in the Academy’s long history. My name was carved into the hall of honors, and my framed portrait still hung on the wall of the main administrative building. More importantly, the head professor of combat and strategy, Professor William, was an old friend of mine.​When I stepped into Professor William's spacious office, his face lit up with genuine surprise.​"Enzo!" William called out