All Chapters of In Love With My Dad's Best Friend : Chapter 1 - Chapter 7

LianaPOV The pain hit like a blade driven straight up my spine.I dropped to my knees in the dirt, a broken sound tearing out of my throat. My wolf was waking, twenty-three years too late, and she was savage. Bones snapped with wet, brutal cracks. Fur ripped through skin. My vision bled into gold and silver. When it finally ended I was on all fours, black-furred, lungs burning, then I heard it;“A growl, not outside, inside,“Mine”.My voice was not human, it was wild, and was powerful, every new instinct locked onto one man like a claim I couldn’t refuse.Kael Draven.My father’s best friend. The Alpha King. The man I was never supposed to want.The bond slammed into me so hard I choked. Not soft. Not gentle. A demand. My wolf howled, raw and possessive, the sound ripping across the clearing. I forced the shift back. It hurt worse the second time. When I collapsed into human form I was naked, shaking, blood running from my nose and down my chin. Power still burned under my skin

LianaPOVThe attack came at dusk.I was still on the training grounds when the first foreign scent hit me, sharp, wrong, and far too close to the estate. My wolf surged so hard my vision flashed gold. A second later Kael was already moving, shoving me behind him as three wolves broke from the tree line.They weren’t from any allied pack.Kael shifted mid-stride. The massive black wolf slammed into the first attacker with bone-cracking force. I barely had time to process it before the second one came at me. Instinct took over. My wolf ripped free, and then something else ripped free with her.Power exploded out of me in a violent, uncontrolled wave. It wasn’t normal shifter strength. It felt older. Heavier. Like something buried in my blood had been waiting for an excuse to surface. The third attacker staggered mid-lunge, ears flattening, but the second one still reached me. Claws tore across my shoulder and down my arm. Pain detonated white-hot. I hit the ground hard, the dual power

LianaPOVKael kissed me like he was angry at both of us.There was nothing careful left. One hand tangled in my hair and yanked my head back. The other gripped my thigh and hauled me up until my legs wrapped around his waist. He carried me to the bed and dropped me onto it hard enough that the breath left my lungs. Clothes came off in rough, impatient pulls, fabric tearing, buttons scattering. When he finally got me naked he just stared for a second, chest heaving, eyes pure gold, like the sight of me was actively destroying him.“Last chance,” he said, voice wrecked. “Tell me to stop.”I reached for him instead.He shoved my thighs apart and pushed into me in one deep, brutal thrust. The stretch tore a raw, broken sound from my throat. There was no adjustment. No slow build. He fucked me like something in him had finally snapped deep, hard, punishing strokes that forced the air from my lungs every time he bottomed out. The wet sound of it filled the room. His mouth found my neck.

KaelThe horn was not a drill.By the time we reached the outer yard, Adrian already had two scouts on their knees in the dirt and a third map pinned under a dagger. Blood marked the eastern line in three places. Not a full assault. Probes. The kind made by people testing how fast Draven answered when rare blood was involved.“How many?” I asked.“Six on the shrine road. Four more in the tree line. They pulled back the moment the horn carried.” Adrian’s eyes flicked once to Liana behind my shoulder, then away. “They weren’t trying to win. They were measuring.”Liana stood close enough that the bond kept pulling at the base of my skull. She had thrown on a dark shirt and training leathers, hair still loose, my scent still under her skin no matter how hard the morning wind tried to cut it. Every wolf in the yard would notice if they came nearer.“Bring the wounded in,” I said. “Burn the tracks. No open pursuit past the ridge. I want them close enough to fear the border, not desperate en