Todos los capítulos de Private Property of My Best Friend's Alpha Daddy: Capítulo 1 - Capítulo 8

I shouldn’t be at this party.The thought repeats itself like a quiet warning as I step through the wide double doors of the Blackwood estate. Soft golden light spills across polished marble. Music drifts from the main hall. low and expensive, the kind that makes people speak in careful tones. Laughter rises and falls in polished waves. Everything here smells like wealth, power and old pine.I tug at the hem of my simple black dress. It fits well enough, but it is not the kind of dress the women here wear. Their gowns catch the light screaming their status while mine disappears into it. I don't mind of course. I am Emily’s best friend, nothing more. The quiet one who sits at the edge of pack gatherings and leaves early. The one most people forget the moment she steps out of the room. I shouldn't want to dress or be anyone else.I look around. Emily, the star of the show spots me almost immediately. She cuts through the crowd with that bright, easy smile that has always made me feel

The guest room still held the quiet of early morning. I sat cross-legged on the bed in an old sweater and shorts, laptop closed beside me. The head designer’s note from yesterday sat in my inbox like a small, polite disappointment"Clean, but safe. Push harder next time Lily. I thought you really wanted to prove everybody wrong"I had finished the minor revisions before the sun fully rose. Now the tablet screen stayed dark. Safe work. Safe life. I could not make myself open it again. I groan.My mind quickly drifts to other matters.The heat had not left with the night.It stayed low and constant, a soft flush under my skin that made the air in the closed room smell faintly sweet no matter how many times I cracked the window. Every time my thoughts drifted, they drifted straight to him. Dominic Blackwood’s eyes across the crowded hall. The way he had not looked away. The controlled line of his mouth. The breadth of his shoulders. My stomach tightened. Heat pooled lower, slow and unwan

The water was cool but it did nothing.I stood chest-deep in the wide pool, the afternoon sun bright overhead, laughter and splashing loud around me, and still my skin burned. Heat lived under every inch of me. low, relentless, impossible to ignore. My bikini, the conservative black one I had chosen earlier, clung to damp skin and felt like too little protection. Every shift of the water against my body only made the ache sharper.I turned my head.A few feet away Emily was pressed against one of the boys from her law-school circle, mouths moving, hands roaming with the easy confidence of people who had nothing to hide. Two other girls were doing the same along the pool edge, soft sounds mixing with the music. The sight sent another pulse of heat straight through me. My wolf stirred hard, restless and demanding."Why are we still waiting?" she seemed to ask. "Why is he not here?"The fear followed immediately after.What if the bond was rejected? What if he decided I was too weak, too

(DOMINIC'S POV)I slammed the study door hard enough to rattle the glass in the windows and took deep breaths in.My wolf was a living storm under my skin, clawing, snarling, refusing every command I threw at it. Between us both, I couldn't tell who was angrier. It wanted blood for the pup who had looked at Lily with open hunger. It wanted to drag her back from wherever she had fled, strip the shame from her body, and bury itself so deep inside her that the bond could never be denied again.I didn't want that. F*ck it, I had to not want that.I braced both hands on the heavy desk and dragged in a breath that still carried the sweet, ruined edge of her scent. It clung to me like a deliberate accusation.Then I let out a self depreciating laugh. “Nyx,” I snarled under my breath, the name of the moon goddess tasting like ash. “You vicious, meddling b*tch." The more I spoke, the angrier I got "A late-blooming child who cannot even control a simple rise of heat? THAT is your idea of a mate