Todos los capítulos de SPREAD FOR THE ALPHA DADDIES: Capítulo 61 - Capítulo 70

KYTHAN BLACKTHORNE (Wolf: Vexan)I stood there frozen in confusion when Zithan tapped my shoulder."Kythan, are you okay?" he asked. "You've been standing there doing nothing for a full minute."Rythan crossed the room toward me, leaning in close to study my face. "Why are you sweating?"My hand flew to my forehead — sweat already beading there, more than I'd realized. "She's calling me," I muttered, not looking at either of them. "Huh?" Rythan's jaw dropped. "Who?""Celine." I started pacing, unable to stand still. "But it wasn't her voice. It was different. Deeper.""Her wolf?" Zithan stepped closer, his sharp attention locking onto me instantly.I nodded, and the three of us fell silent for a moment, all clearly circling the same impossible thought at once."I can feel her pain," Vexan said suddenly, and something in his voice caught me off guard — this was the first time he'd ever described feeling anything from her directly.I'd saved her before. More than once. But I'd never fe

CELINEMy chest kept rising and falling rapidly, fast enough that I half wished I could physically will my hands free just long enough to rip his throat out.‘What did he mean, I will beg? Crawl? What the hell did he put in my wine?‘I raised my bloodshot gaze to him, chest heaving like I'd just run a marathon.I watched him climb off the bed and stand in front of me, wiping my saliva from his cheek — then, slowly, licking it off his own fingers. My stomach turned violently at the sight.He closed his eyes, inhaling the small trace left on his skin like he was savoring the finest thing he'd ever tasted. "Everything about you is so sweet, Celine," he moaned.Goddess…when did Doland become like this?"You're so delusional, Doland," I said, shaking my head with as much pity.Inside, my mind was screaming a different thing entirely. ‘Please. Someone. Anyone. Please find me before this gets worse.‘He smiled — the kind that never once touched his eyes. "That delusion is about to become y

CELINE Doland's eyes dragged from Kythan's head down to his toes, inspecting him slowly, brows furrowing in confusion. "How did you get in here?" Doland couldn't help but ask. Kythan shrugged, completely unbothered, like he'd simply strolled into his own home instead of kicking down a locked door. "Saw it was open. Let myself in," he said, smirking. I stayed frozen where I was, gritting my teeth against the heat still blooming beneath my skin, fighting to hold on to whatever composure I had left. Doland stood there like the comment hadn't fully registered — until his nose twitched, sniffing once, then again. His eyes widened. "You look familiar. And you've got the scent of an Alpha." His gaze snapped up, and he took a step back on instinct. "Which one are you?" Kythan spared me a glance, his eyes raking from my face down to where the restraints had left my body exposed. Something flickered behind his expression — I couldn't tell if it was pity, fury, or something colder than e

KYTHAN BLACKTHORNE (Wolf: Vexan) Following that faint voice in my head was exhausting. At some point, I almost changed direction — nearly turned the car around and left her to whatever fate she'd gotten herself into. After all, I wasn't the one who'd told her to be so careless. But the instant I even considered turning back, the voice sharpened instead, pulling harder from a different direction entirely, like it refused to let me go that easily. I drove without looking back after that, chasing the pull with everything I had. Finally, after a long stretch of empty road, I came to a stop in the middle of nowhere. There was only one building in sight, surrounded by low, overgrown grass — the whole area clearly undeveloped, abandoned, forgotten by everyone but whoever was using it now. *How could anyone even think of a place like this?* I wondered, scanning the darkness around me. I mind-linked my brothers immediately. "This place is at Safari Pack." "That undeveloped pack?

KYTHAN BLACKTHORNE (Wolf: Vexan)“Ohh…” Her mouth dropped as her hands went behind my back and gripped me.The first inch made both of us choke. She was tight—so fucking tight—even with the heat making her soft and open.Her walls fluttered around the head of my cock like they were trying to decide whether to let me in or push me out.I gritted my teeth and sank deeper, slow, relentless, until my hips met hers and every thick inch was buried inside her.Her fingers scratched my back painfully, as I felt blood streaming down.Celine’s head fell back. A long, shattered moan filled the car.“Fuck—Kythan—too big—”“You can take it,” I growled, even as sweat beaded on my forehead.I was shaking with the effort of staying still. “You asked for this. Now take all of me.”I pulled out almost all the way and slammed back in.The wet sound of it was obscene. She cried out, nails digging into my shoulders, legs wrapping around my waist like she was afraid I’d leave.I set a hard, deep rhythm—lon