Lahat ng Kabanata ng The Alpha Daddy Between My Thighs: Kabanata 121 - Kabanata 130

​Rebecca's POV​I melted into him again, my fingers twisting into the front of his shirt as a fresh wave of heat gathered low in my belly. God, I should stop. I knew I should. But the way he tasted—warm and sweet, like mint and something familiar—made every sensible thought completely dissolve.​Enzo pulled back just enough to rest his forehead against mine, our hot breath mixing together. His thumbs gently stroked my warm cheeks, and his voice came out rough and full of strain. "Becca... you have no idea what you do to me."​I didn't answer with words. Instead, I kissed him again, slower this time, enjoying the way his lips moved against mine and learning the shape of him all over again. His hands slid down my sides, holding my waist firmly as he shifted us. He stood up, lifting me easily with him, my legs wrapping around his hips like they were made to belong right there.​The examination bed creaked as he laid me back down on it, the thin mattress dipping under our combined weight.

Rebecca's POV​My heart beat loudly in my ears as I walked down the long, cold hallway toward Professor William’s office. Every single step felt heavy.​Panic was clawing at my throat. What if someone saw us in the clinic? What if the Academy Council knows? What if they are all sitting in there right now, waiting to expel me or punish me for sleeping with a married Alpha?​By the time I reached the grand wooden door, my hands were shaking so hard I could barely raise my fist to knock. I took a deep breath, trying to force my lungs to work, and knocked twice.​"Come in," a deep, authoritative voice called out from the other side.​My stomach dropped into a bottomless pit. I slowly turned the brass door handle and pushed the heavy door open, bracing myself for the absolute worst. I expected to see Professor William sternly sitting behind his desk, surrounded by intimidating members of the Council with disappointment and anger written across their faces.​Instead, the office was complete

Rebecca’s POV​His mouth crashed onto mine before I could even think. The kiss was nothing like the desperate, trembling one in the clinic. This one was hard, claiming, and full of passion. His tongue pushed past my lips, tasting me like he already owned every part of me. My hands were still pressed against his chest, but the fight in my arms weakened the second his scent wrapped around me again—rain and mint, strong and addictive.​I made a soft sound against his mouth. Enzo groaned low in his throat and deepened the kiss, one hand still buried in my hair while the other stayed locked on my waist. When he finally pulled back, both of us were breathing hard.​“Let me remind you what you felt,” he said, his voice rough.​Before I could answer, he turned me around. My hands landed on the edge of the large mahogany desk. Enzo stepped in close behind me, his body heat pressing against my back. He leaned down and kissed the side of my neck, then the curve of my shoulder, slow and deliberat

Enzo’s POV​A whole month had passed since I left the Academy.​A month of staring at my phone every hour of the day. A month of waiting for a call that never came. And I hated every single second of it.​I leaned back against my leather office chair, staring out the floor-to-ceiling windows of my pack house, rubbing my temples. What the hell is wrong with you, Enzo? I asked myself, the self-contempt bitter in my throat. Why are you pushing your way back into her life? This wasn't the plan.​The plan had been simple. Cruel, devastating, but simple.​I was dying. I knew that. When the curse settled over me, I made the painful choice to erase her memories of us. I ripped myself from her mind so she could move on, live a quiet, safe life, and never have to watch me rot from the inside out. I had accepted my death months ago. I was ready to bow out quietly.​So why was I acting like an insane, greedy bastard now?​Because you saw her, my wolf growled softly in the back of my mind.​Yeah.

Enzo’s POV​Fifteen minutes before the drill...​"She was my wife, William," I said, my voice barely above a whisper, yet heavy enough to drop the temperature in the room.​Professor William sat back in his heavy wooden chair, his breath catching in his throat as he stared at me in stunned silence.​I leaned against the edge of his desk, running a hand over my tired face. I had told him everything. The curse, the impossible choices, the dark magic I used to erase her memories, and the overwhelming fear of watching her rot in this place while I tried to bow out quietly. I held nothing back. If I was going to protect her inside these walls, I needed the head professor on my side, not asking questions.​William let out a long, heavy sigh, shaking his head slowly. "Gods above, Enzo... you wiped her mind to save her from your death?"​"I had to," I growled softly, my fists clenching at my sides. "I thought leaving her with a clean slate and a peaceful life was the right thing to do. But no