All Chapters of MATED TO MY BESTIE'S ALPHA DADDY: Chapter 11 - Chapter 20

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Chapter 11 - ZEPHYR

I watch her until she leaves the lunchroom.I don't mean to. I am in a conversation with Gerald Ashby, senior partner, who is telling me something about the revised contractor quotes for the western development and whose words are reaching my ears in the correct order but not assembling into meaning because Raylynn Hale is on the other side of the room laughing at something the red-haired woman said and the sound of it carries even through the ambient noise of a full lunchroom in a way that is becoming a genuine professional problem."—which brings the total contingency to around eight percent," Gerald says."That's acceptable," I say.Gerald nods, satisfied, and I pick up my coffee and take a measured sip and look at absolutely nothing in particular.She's gone.The table she was sitting at is still occupied — the structural analysis group, Naomi and the others — but Raylynn's seat is empty and her tray is gone and she has left the room with the quiet efficiency of someone who times

Last Updated : 2026-07-16

Chapter 12 - ZEPHYR

Birch Street is quiet at six.Raylynn comes out of the side entrance at six-oh-three with her bag on her shoulder and her portfolio case in her hand and her hair slightly looser than it was this morning, the day worn into it. She spots the car and opens the door and gets in, quietly sinking into the chair like she'd rather be anywhere else."You did well," I say."Thank you. Brendan Walsh asked me a follow-up question." She sounds like she is still slightly surprised by this. "The contractor.""He respects people who know what they're talking about," I say. "He doesn't ask follow-up questions to be polite.""Drew said the same thing." She looks out of the window. I pull out onto the main road.The city moves past the windows in the early evening light — shopfronts, people, the market square, the treaty building. She has her notebook open on her knee and she is sketching something with the loose, quick lines of someone thinking out loud on paper rather than actually drawing.I drive.

Last Updated : 2026-07-16

Chapter 13 - RAYLYNN

My brain has stopped working.That's the only explanation for why I'm standing here, pressed against Zephyr Blackwood's chest, his hand on my waist, his scent flooding my lungs, his voice low and rough in my ear, asking me about coffee with Connor like it's the most important thing in the world.I can't remember Connor's face right now. I can't even remember my own name. All I can think of is the way Zephyr's fingers felt when they closed over mine, the way his arm tightened around me when I stumbled, the way his eyes are on my lips and like he's deciding something.Like he is deciding whether to kiss me."Raylynn?"His voice. His voice is going to be the death of me."I —" I swallow. My throat is dry. My heart is pounding so hard I'm certain he can feel it through my chest. "I don't — I haven't —""Answer me."His hand is still on my waist. His thumb moves slightly, a small press against my hip, and I feel it everywhere. I feel it in my knees. I feel it in my stomach. I feel it in

Last Updated : 2026-07-18

Chapter 14 - RAYLYNN

"Emergency business meeting. He’s going to be gone for a few days.""Oh. Okay.” I nod, pushing down the complicated feeling in my chest.Relief? Disappointment? Both? I look at the empty chair and I think about Terry's name on a lit screen and the way Zephyr's face didn't change when he saw it.“Damn,” Peter moans. “These cookies are great, Miriam!”“Raylynn made them.”“You did?” He turns to me, wide eyed. “Gee, can you make me a jar? Please?”“Sure,” I nod. I eat my toast and say nothing, staring at the empty chair at the head of the table like a question I don't know how to ask.♣♣♣By Thursday afternoon, the Northgate perimeter frame report is almost done.I have been at my desk since seven-thirty, working through the final calculations. I add the last annotation to the site diagram and lean back, rolling my shoulders."Almost there," I murmur to myself, saving the file for the fourth time in ten minutes because I have learned, the hard way, that architecture software has a person

Last Updated : 2026-07-18

Chapter 15 - RAYLYNN

“Yeah, totally,” I close the magazine and slide it back across Priya's desk. “I've got a throbbing on my temples that spring up at unexpected times.”Priya's eyes narrow. "You look pale.""I'm fine. Just tired." I force a smile. "Long week.""Raylynn—""That's quite a photo," I say, my voice steady despite the cold spreading through my chest. "But I'm sure it's nothing. The tabloids make up stories about everyone.”“Right?” Her attention is back on the magazine. “He looks so hot though.”He does."I should get back to the report. Drew wants it before five."“Sure,” she nods mindlessly, her eyes still glued to the magazine. “Go on.”I stare at the screen but all I see is him smiling. He was actually smiling.My cursor blinks at me. I type three words, delete them, type three more.It doesn't matter. He's not yours. You have Terry. You need to focus.My phone vibrates. I glance at it.Terry: We need to talk.I don't reply. I lock the phone and push it away.The rest of the afternoon pass

Last Updated : 2026-07-22

Chapter 16 - ZEPHYR

A faint, golden light flickers behind her pupils, there and gone so fast I almost convince myself I imagined it.“Raylynn, breathe. I need you to breathe.”Another groan escapes her lips, sending my wolf into hyperdrive.'She's hurting,' he roars. 'What's happening to her?'"I don't know," I say aloud, already shifting the gear into drive, but Raylynn is too lost in the pain to hear me. The drive is the longest ten minutes of my life.I push the car faster than I should, weaving through evening traffic with a single-minded focus that leaves no room for error. Beside me, Raylynn is curled against the passenger door, her hands pressed to her temples, her breath coming in sharp, uneven gasps."Talk to me," I say. "Tell me what you're feeling.""It's like—" She stops. Swallows. "It's like something is pushing against my skull. From the inside. Like—""Like what?""Like a door," she whispers. "Like a door that's trying to open."My hands tighten on the steering wheel.I pull up to the hou

Last Updated : 2026-07-23

Chapter 17 - ZEPHYR

"The Council approved the restraining order against Wolf Ridge. Effective immediately." Calder's voice shifts into professional mode. "None of their members can step foot in our territory without your written permission. Violation carries severe consequences."I open the folder. The document is there, official and binding, stamped with the Council's seal."Good," I say. "That's one less thing to worry about.""It gets better." Calder leans back. "We've had confirmation that Becker is pulling back. He's been advised by his own Council to de-escalate. The Northgate situation is essentially resolved on the security front."I set the folder down. "What about the project itself?""Moving forward." Calder's expression shifts. "That said—there was an incident today in the structural development department."My attention sharpens. "What kind of incident?""Raylynn's laptop and desktop got coffee spilled on them. She had to take them to IT. No permanent damage to the report, but she's without

Last Updated : 2026-07-24

Chapter 18 - IVY

I watch my father's face as the words leave my mouth.His expression doesn't change. It never does. That's the thing about Zephyr Blackwood—he could be staring down a rival alpha or watching his daughter cry, and his face would stay the same. Composed. Controlled. Impossible to read."About what?" he asks.I take a breath."I have a fashion show," I say. "In Munich. It's a big one—designers from all over Europe will be there. I've been invited to walk."His eyes don't move from my face. "When?""Next week. I'll be gone for at least seven days."I wait for the argument. I wait for the lecture about safety, about responsibility. I've been bracing for it since I decided to tell him.But he just looks at me."Okay," he says.I blink. "Okay?""You can go.""You're not going to fight me on this?""Do you want me to fight you on this?""No." I shake my head. "I just—you always fight me on this.""Things have changed." He pauses. "The Wolf Ridge situation is more contained now. We have a rest

Last Updated : 2026-07-24

Chapter 19 - RAYLYNN

Ivy is quiet for a moment, her fingers tracing the rim of her coffee mug.Then she looks at me with an expression I can't quite read."Ray," she says slowly. "What do you think about age gap relationships?"I choke.Literally choke. The bite of sandwich I was chewing lodges in my throat, and I start coughing so hard that Ivy has to jump up and thump me on the back."Are you okay?" she asks, her voice alarmed. "Raylynn—""I'm fine." I gasp, grabbing my water glass. "I'm fine. Just—went down the wrong pipe.""You practically swallowed your tongue.""I did not.""You turned red. Like, tomato red." She tilts her head, studying me. "Was the idea that terrible?""No!" The word comes out too fast. Too high. I clear my throat and try again. "No. Of course not. I just—you caught me off guard.""With a question about age gaps?""It's a random question, Ivy."She shrugs, settling back onto her stool. "I'm curious."My heart is pounding. My ears feel hot. I can feel the heat creeping up my neck,

Last Updated : 2026-07-24

Chapter 20 - RAYLYNN

Terry is pacing near the edge of the roof, his jacket pushed back, his hands on his hips. He looks up when the door closes behind me."Finally," he says. "I was starting to think you weren't coming.""Terry, what’s the matter? I have work—""I need your help with something." He cuts me off. "A project."I blink. "What?""Remember how Drew said the internship evaluations are coming up? There's a task. A design proposal. It's due tomorrow." He gestures vaguely. "I need you to help me with it.""Terry, I have my own work—""It's not for me," he says quickly. "It's for Daniella."I stare at him. "What?""Daniella needs help with her submission. It's due tomorrow, and she's struggling with the structural calculations. I told her you'd help.""You told her I'd help?" I repeat. "Without asking me?""She's a friend. She's stressed. I thought you could do something nice." He shrugs. "Her mother got fired because of you. It's the least you could do."The words hit me like a slap."Her mother go

Last Updated : 2026-07-25

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