Mated to My Best Friend's Alpha Daddy의 모든 챕터: 챕터 81 - 챕터 90

~VARGThe heavy, structural shadows of the master wing had completely swallowed the remaining rays of the afternoon sun, burying my bedroom in a deep, absolute midnight. The wall clocks in the corridor were already striking past 10:00 PM, their silent digital interfaces the only reminder of the hours that had bled away.I stood near the edge of the dark oak vanity, pulling the heavy, suffocating buttons of my shirt loose and tossing the silk fabric onto a leather accent chair. My shoulders throbbed with a dull, persistent ache from the grueling, administrative weight of managing the border lines all day, but my internal wolf was running on a far more dangerous, volatile momentum.My obedient little bird has been tucked safely in my chamber while I was away.My grey eyes cut through the dim violet lighting of the suite, locking directly onto the canopy bed where she was still trapped. She had been tucked away in my chambers for over fourteen continuous hours, isolated from the rest of

~AMARISThe tiny, sharp corner of crisp white paper remained pinned beneath the heavy frame of the door, catching the harsh morning sun like a beacon of absolute dread.I sat perfectly rigid on the edge of the mattress, my hands clenching into the silk duvet as my heart launched into a frantic, uneven drumming against my ribs. A cold sweat broke out across the back of my neck.My survival instincts were screaming. In a palace of predators like the Iron-Howl estate, an unauthorized delivery under a locked door was never a harmless occurrence.It was a threat.It was a ticking clock.My mind immediately flashed to Gray…to his pitch-dark eyes, his predatory smirk, and the unyielding velocity of the warnings he had whispered against my ear in the corridor last night. He had become utterly, permanently suspicious of my presence under this roof.What if he knows I'm in here? The thought clutched against my heart like an executioner’s blade.I forced my weak, trembling legs to straighten, st

~AMARISMy mind was already spinning at a blinding, chaotic velocity, Ember’s frantic, breathless words echoing behind my eyelids like an unbreakable curse.A hidden medical folder. With your name on it.A blind, suffocating panic slammed straight into my chest, a physical shockwave that completely froze the blood in my veins. I sat crouched on the polished travertine flooring near the edge of the mattress, my knees still tucked tightly against my chest, but every single line of my body had gone completely rigid.A cold, prickling sweat broke out across my neck.The only medical report with my name on it in this entire territory…the white envelope containing my official execution warrant, the definitive diagnosis that promised I had less than six months left to breathe…was the one Willow had taken from the private nurse. It was the document she was supposed to be in absolute, airtight possession of, hidden deep within the secure perimeter of her domestic quarters.So how the fuck did

~AMARISThe heat of Gray’s palm on my bare thighs felt like a brand of pure poison sinking directly into my flesh. His large, iron fingers sunk into my skin, a slow, deliberate pressure that left absolutely no room for escape. I froze against the carved mahogany headboard, my breath locking completely in my throat as his dark eyes loomed less than an inch from my face, his cynical smirk wrinkling the corners of his lips.“Get your disgusting hands off me, Gray,” I hissed in a frantic, desperate whisper, my teeth clenching so hard my jaw throbbed with a sharp ache. I tried to twist my leg away, but his upper body was broad and unyielding, completely blocking out the rest of the bedroom.“I told you, Amaris, we’re negotiating the price for your silence today,” Gray murmured, his deep, gravelly voice dropping into a menacing, conversational rumble that made my veins turn to absolute ice. “You’re a dying ghost playing a dangerous game in an elite royal house. You can either cooperate with

~AMARISMore and more days of my horrible, suffocating life under this roof had passed, each sunset bleeding into the next like a slow, agonizing countdown. I had barely crossed the threshold of my room since the morning I fell unconscious while chasing Ember.The memory of the icy, piercing suspicion in her golden eyes when she caught her father standing over my bed remained anchored behind my eyelids, a heavy, silent accusation that grew more suffocating with every hour I thought of it.I sat at the edge of the mattress, my fingers clenching into the sheets as a sudden, familiar wave of panic seized my chest.My nostrils flared.It was happening again.My natural jasmine scent was starting to erupt, the sweet, intoxicating pheromones that attracted Varg like a hungry wolf smelling a delicious meal. My internal wolf was stirring, responding to the invisible pull of the bond that tied my soul to the Alpha of this house.I needed to renew the dull scent immediately. I needed to choke t