Chapter 2: Drooling Over My Best Friend's Dad

THEA

But before Liana could drag me over to that huge dining table that could fit two whole families, I stopped her right there in the hallway.

"What?" She raised her brows at me, looking a bit confused.

I pressed my hand against my stomach. "I'm feeling pressed. I need to use the bathroom," I said.

She nodded, letting go of my arm. "Okay then. You'll meet me here when you're done."

I walked away from her fast, heading straight upstairs. My heart was already beating harder than normal. I wasn't really going to ease myself. I just needed to check something.

My instincts were screaming at me at that scent... It had been faint but steady ever since we passed the left corner where her dad's room was.

I wanted to know if Alpha Rowan was really around, even though Liana had said he wasn't home, and if he was here... why wasn't he coming out to say anything?

I wanted to see him, just once.

To know what he looked like now. To understand why so many women in the pack kept whispering about him. That was the real reason I lied to my best friend.

I wasn't even that hungry for food.

But I was hungry for something else. Something I had been trying to push down ever since we stepped into this house. It felt unstoppable now.

I moved quietly through the hallway. His scent grew stronger with every step. I didn't know his exact scent yet, but something about it pulled me forward like a rope around my waist.

'No, Thea. Stop.' My wolf rose up inside me, her voice sharp. 'What if it's not him? What if it's someone else? How will you explain yourself?'

I pushed back at her. 'Just let me see the person first. I can't ignore this feeling.'

I reached the golden door. It looked heavy. I grabbed the handle and pushed with all my strength.

The door swung open.

I stepped inside without knocking.

My legs carried me forward a few steps before my eyes landed on him.

He stood there completely naked, his back to me, that firm ass right in my line of sight.

I swallowed hard.

My feet felt shaky.

No, no... I had trespassed.

I shouldn't have come here. I shouldn't have followed my stupid instincts.

'I told you!' my wolf snapped.

In a blur, he turned around. One second, he was across the room, the next, he was right in front of me. His hand shot out and gripped my neck, not too tight, but firm enough to hold me in place.

My eyes went wide, not just from the sudden grip, but because it was really him.

Alpha Rowan Nightshade.

The Alpha of all three regions in the Nightshade pack.

My best friend's father.

He looked even better than I remembered. Charcoal black hair with a few streaks of white at the sides. Lips that were full and pink, just like Liana's. And those grey eyes... they looked darker now, almost stormy.

I tried to pull myself together.

What the hell was I thinking?

I swallowed again as his grip tightened just a little.

"What are you doing here without knocking?" His voice was low and rough.

"I-I..." I stammered, then forced the words out. "I'm sorry, Alpha... I lost my way."

He stared straight into my eyes like he could see everything inside me. Goosebumps ran all over my skin. His hand relaxed a bit on my neck, and his thumb started moving slowly up and down my throat.

"Hmm. I know you didn't lose your way," he said, pulling me closer. "I clearly heard you and my daughter when she was showing you around the house."

I kept my eyes locked on his. I couldn't look away. He looked so damn good up close.

"So you enjoy wandering around the house hoping you'll walk in on your best friend's dad while he's naked and dressing?" His voice got even rougher, his hot breath brushing my face.

I glanced quickly at his bed and saw his clothes lying out there.

Oh moon... I had really walked in on him.

He smacked my ass with his other hand. I gasped.

"No... I'm sorry, Alpha... I wouldn't do that again," I said quickly.

He shook his head slowly, his eyes were still on mine. "No. When we're alone, you call me Daddy. I know how much you want to." He leaned in and ran his nose along my cheek. "I can smell the arousal on you."

Then he pulled away suddenly, leaving me feeling empty.

My eyes traced him, from his face down to those strong abs and thick arms. I tried not to look lower, but I couldn't stop myself.

His dick hung heavy between his legs. Big. Thick. Almost the size of my arm. I had never seen anything like it.

My stomach twisted with heat.

My core throbbed hard. I swallowed and forced my eyes back up. He was still staring at me, watching every reaction.

"Look at how you're drooling over your best friend's dad..."

He took one slow step closer.

My heart pounded louder.

"Have you no shame, Little T?"

The nickname hit me hard. Only my mom ever called me that, but coming from his mouth, it sounded so seductive, so dirty.

"Leaving your best friend downstairs to eat by herself just so you can come up here and drool over her father..." He dragged me closer again. I melted against him without meaning to. "You deserve to be punished for that."

My stomach flipped.

"Now, you do exactly as I say." His voice dropped lower. "Bend down and suck my dick. I doubt your little mouth can take it all in."

I swallowed again, my throat tight. "Yes, Daddy," I whispered. His eyes darkened even more.

I dropped to my knees right there on the floor of his bedroom.

This was wrong, so wrong. I wasn't supposed to be doing this. I kept telling myself that, but the words weren't stopping me.

Even my wolf, who I thought would fight me the whole way, had gone quiet now. She left me to my fate.

My hands reached up and wrapped around his length. He throbbed in my grip, his veins standing out against the hot skin.

"Shit," he gritted his teeth, his head tilting back. His muscles corded in his neck as if he were fighting every instinct to just take what he wanted.

I started moving my hand. I watched the way his skin moved, my grip slow at first, then finding a rhythm. He let out a ragged breath, his knuckles white where he held the edge of the dresser, still trying to maintain some semblance of control.

He didn't touch me.

He didn't grab my hair or force me down, and strangely, that made it worse. I wanted him to.

I wanted him to lose that Alpha composure, to grab me and use me however he pleased. I wanted to be his toy, just for today.

I kept going, picking up the pace, my eyes locked on his face. I wanted to see how much longer he could restrain himself.

I wanted to be the one to break him.

A moment later, a few drops of pearly heat spilled out onto my cheek. He looked down, a dark curse falling from his lips.

His right hand suddenly shot out, burying his fingers deep into my hair. I didn't flinch; I smiled. This was what I wanted. He used my hair to pull my head back, his grip firm and demanding.

"Stop teasing me. Use your little mouth already," he growled.

He didn't wait for an answer...

Chapter 3: Forbidden Taste

THEA

He didn't wait for an answer...

He pushed forward, sliding into my mouth. I gasped, a muffled sound of surprise, and immediately began to choke.

"I knew it. You can't take more than this," he smirked, though his voice was thick with need. He started to move his hips, a slow, punishing drive that forced me to accommodate him.

He began to moan, a deep, guttural sound that vibrated through my skull. He stopped for a second, pulling back just enough to see the mess I was in.

My face was flushed, my lips stretched, and his scent was everywhere.

"Moon... You're a seductress," he groaned, his voice cracking. "How could I still want to ruin this little mouth of yours when you're already ruined?"

Without thinking, one of my hands slid down between my thighs. My gown bottoms were already soaked through. I rubbed against myself through the fabric, my movements frantic and messy, matching the rhythm of his hips.

I moaned around him, the sound lost in the friction of our bodies.

Then, he stiffened. He stayed buried deep for a long, agonizing moment. I felt the sudden, hot gush of him filling me, thick and overwhelming.

He pulled out abruptly, his hand still tight in my hair, and hauled me to my feet. I stumbled, my head spinning, as he began to lead me toward the back of the room.

"Spill that into the bathroom," he commanded, his voice harsh.

I stopped walking.

The sudden resistance made him halt and turn back to me. He wanted me to spit it out?

Why?

"Don't you dare," he said through gritted teeth. He saw the look in my eyes; he knew exactly what I was thinking.

But the defiance was already there, bubbling up in my chest. I looked him dead in the eye and swallowed, the heat sliding down my throat.

He stared at me, his expression a mix of shock and something that looked dangerously like fear. His hand dropped from my hair, his fingers trailing away as if I had suddenly burned him.

"What... the hell?" he muttered, sounding half-annoyed and half-breathless. "You want to carry your best friend's dad's child? Is that it?"

He looked genuinely disturbed by the prospect, his Alpha instincts clashing with the reality of what we were doing.

I stared back at him, my heart heavy. For a split second, I remembered Liana. I remembered everything she had done for me, the way she had welcomed me into her home, and the promise I had made to be a good friend.

But as I looked at Rowan standing there, shirtless and powerful, I couldn't find the regret.

"Is it bad?" I asked softly.

He groaned and pulled me against him again, burying his face in the crook of my neck.

"You're unbelievable," he whispered against my skin.

Suddenly, a voice shattered the silence. A voice that made my blood run cold.

"Thea! Thea! Where are you?"

My eyes went wide, the pupils shrinking with terror. Reality hit me like a physical blow. It was Liana. She had probably finished eating, and she was headed this way.

The panic was instantaneous.

How the hell did I end up here?

I was supposed to be at the dining, I was supposed to be a sister eating with her... not the girl in her father's bathroom with his taste still in my mouth.

Rowan didn't hesitate.

In a blur of Alpha speed, he flashed to the bed, snagging his underwear and trousers.

Before I could even blink, he was back at my side. He scooped me up into his arms, and I clung to him instinctively, my heart pounding against his bare chest.

In a flash, we were inside his massive bathroom, the door clicking shut behind us just as the bedroom door opened.

He set me down on the cold tile and looked at me, his expression stern and focused. "Will you come down now, or do you want your friend to see you here?"

His voice was like a bucket of ice water, snapping me back to reality. I stepped back, my face burning with a deep, shameful blush.

I watched him as he moved, amazed by how effortlessly he used his power. His suite was a palace... the bedroom was all gold and opulence, but the bathroom was sterile, blinding white.

My eyes drifted back to him as he stepped into his underwear.

I couldn't help it; my gaze landed on him again, and my stomach did a somersault.

I found myself wondering what it would feel like to have him fully inside me. I wondered if I could even survive it.

He pulled up his trousers and buckled his belt, the metal clinking in the quiet room.

"What you're thinking... it will not happen," he said, his eyes meeting mine.

Green clashed with grey.

Why not? I asked him silently, the question screaming in my mind.

He answered as if I’d spoken it aloud, his voice dropping to a dangerous whisper. "Because I'm your best friend's dad. I'm your alpha and we are forbidden, Thea. What we did... it was just one time. No one must know."

He reached the sink, his back to me. He turned on the water and washed his hands thoroughly, his muscles rippling under his skin. He looked at me through the mirror. "Come here."

I didn't move. I knew what he wanted.

"Wash yourself. Make sure my scent is not on you. I'm going to see my daughter."

I shook my head, my eyes filling with tears of frustration.

"No. Please," I muttered. I didn't want to wash him away. I wanted to carry the scent of him like a secret prize.

He hissed, his brow furrowing. "Don't disobey me, Little T. She’s almost here."

And just like he said, Liana’s voice rang out from the bedroom. "Dad? Dad! Are you in there? Are you still home?"

She sounded so happy, and innocent. It made my stomach turn with guilt.

Rowan walked back to me when he saw I still wasn't moving. He grabbed my arm, his grip firm, and pulled me toward the sink. He splashed cold water onto my face, the shock of it making me gasp.

"Wash yourself," he repeated, his voice low and commanding. "I’m going to see my daughter."

He didn't wait for me to agree.

He turned and walked out of the bathroom, leaving me standing there in the white silence.

"Hrghh!" I clenched my fists, a silent scream of rage and longing tearing through me as the door clicked shut behind him.

"Really, Dad! So you're still home?" Liana’s voice was clear now, full of excitement. "Have you seen my friend around? Have you seen Thea? I think she got lost in this big house!"

My heart ached with every word she spoke. She was worried about me. She cared about me.

And here I was, standing in her father's shower, trying to scrub the evidence of my betrayal off my skin.

I turned the handle, the water spraying down on me, and began the agonizing task of washing him away.

ROWAN

Being home today felt like the best thing that had ever happened to me, but it was also the scariest.

When my daughter and her best friend walked into the house, I sensed them right away. Something about her friend hit me hard. Her scent drifted toward me, faint because she was an omega, but it was grounded, real, and it pulled at me deep inside.

I couldn’t focus on the work in front of me on my laptop anymore. My body started heating up as they moved closer through the big pack house. My daughter was giving her the tour, showing her around.

When they reached my room, I lost it. I stood up fast, stripped off my clothes, and headed straight for the shower, hoping the water would cool me down.

It didn’t. Not even close.

I walked out naked and stopped in front of the dressing mirror. My mind went wild. I pictured bending her over, her ass right there, her face pressed against the cold glass while I drove into her tight heat from behind. Hard. Deep. Her voice breaking as she called me Daddy.

My hand wrapped around my hard dick without thinking. I started stroking, slow at first, then faster, eyes half-closed, seeing her in my head the whole time.

Then I felt it... the same pull coming from her. She was feeling it too.

The door to my room opened a little later. I froze when I saw her standing there... Thea. She looked even better than the last time I’d seen her.

She had grown up. Sexy as hell.

Her green eyes shone bright, those red lips looked like pure sin, and her brown hair fell longer down her back.

I tried to hold myself together. I tried not to grab her, throw her on my bed, and ruin that tight little pussy right then and there.

But she dropped to her knees and sucked me so fucking good. I never expected it to feel like that... Even the women I used to carry weren't this good!

She wasn’t supposed to be this good. She wasn’t supposed to be here at all.

She was forbidden.

My daughter’s best friend.

I knew I shouldn’t let it go this far, but her mouth was warm and eager, and for those few minutes I let myself have it.

One time. That was all it could be. No one could ever know.

Especially not my daughter.

“Calm down, princess,” I said, keeping my voice steady even though my heart was still racing.

Liana stood in my room looking worried sick about her friend. “She’s still somewhere in the house.”

Liana looked up at me, her brows pulled tight. “I showed her everywhere, Dad. How could she just get lost?”

I stepped closer and gently guided her away from my room before she could pick up on anything. My alpha scent was thick in the air, and I didn’t need her questioning it.

“Go look for her on your side of the house,” I told her. “You might find her there.”

“Okay, Dad… I’ll tell you when I see her,” she said, already turning to leave. But she stopped suddenly and glanced back. “Why are you home anyway? I thought you went to the office.”

How the hell was I supposed to tell her the truth?

That her best friend’s scent had me locked down here like some weak pup?

“I’m a bit stressed today,” I lied, keeping it simple. “I decided to rest a little.”

She studied me for a second, as she could see right through the words. I wasn’t the type to admit stress. I was the alpha. Always strong. Always in control.

“Okay then,” she finally said. “Don’t let me stress you more. And please put some clothes on… I don’t want my friend seeing you like this.” She walked off quickly, calling out loud, “Thea! Thea! Where the hell are you?”

I smirked to myself and turned back toward the bathroom. I pushed the door open and stopped dead.

Thea was inside, leaning against the wall, one hand between her legs, fingers moving fast inside her pussy. Her eyes were squeezed shut, her lips parted, her breathing heavy. She was whispering something under her breath. I leaned in closer to hear.

“Daddy… yes… please, Daddy…”

She was touching herself and thinking about me. My cock twitched hard at the sight. I stepped in quietly, reached down, and grabbed her wrist, stopping her fingers mid-stroke.

Her eyes flew open wide.

She yanked her hand away fast, her cheeks turning bright pink with embarrassment. She looked so fucking cute like that, all flushed and caught.

I lifted her wet fingers to my face and ran my nose along them, then over her cheek. She shivered hard. My scent was gone from her skin now. She had washed it all off as I told her to. But the thought of it still made my eyes darken with heat.

I pulled back a little, trying to keep control.

“You think that’s how you’d sound if it was really me inside you?” My voice came out rough, low, almost a growl.

She stared up at me like she was in a trance. Those green eyes were pure seduction, pulling me in.

“No… Please, touch me, f...”

I didn’t let her finish. I couldn’t hear those words from her mouth right now or I’d lose every bit of control I had left.

I stood up straight. “Get your ass up and go find your friend. I don’t want you stressing my princess.”

She frowned, clearly annoyed.

She stood slowly, washed her hands, and looked at me. Her gaze dropped to my bare chest for a long second before climbing back up to my eyes. She held the stare, bold as hell.

“And what am I, Daddy?” she asked, her voice soft and dripping with heat. It sent a shiver straight down to my thighs.

Damn.

She stepped closer, reaching out like she wanted to touch my chest. I caught her hand before she could.

“You’re my daughter’s best friend. That’s what you are. Nothing more,” I said firmly. “Now go meet her.”

Her face twisted with frustration.

She clenched her fist, then shoved me to the side. The push was sudden and strong enough that I almost lost my balance. I caught myself quickly and watched her ass as she stormed out angrily, her hips swinging with every step.

I stood there breathing heavily, staring at the empty doorway.

I couldn’t give her what she wanted. Not really. If I did, there’d be no going back. I’d own her completely. Her body, scent, everything, and once an alpha like me claimed something that sweet, there was no way in hell I’d ever let it go.

My wolf stirred inside me, restless and hungry.

I ran a hand through my hair and let out a low growl.

This was dangerous. She was dangerous. My daughter’s best friend is walking just down the hall.

One wrong move and everything could blow up.

One time. That’s all it was supposed to be.

But the way my body reacted every time I scent her told me something different.

This wasn’t over. Not even close.