All Chapters of Avoiding My Alpha Baby Daddy : Chapter 1 - Chapter 10

Naya's Point of ViewThe clock’s slow ticking was pure torture for me, each minute stretching like eternity. I sat on my chair, my grip tightening on the desk. Sweat trickled down my forehead, my fingers trembling as I fought hard to retain my composure. I could hear my wolf cry out in my brain… Let me out!This shouldn't be happening. The lecture hall was filled with the hum of the air conditioner, which did little to reduce the heat my body was currently generating. My wolf wasn't ready to back down. She wanted to take over and run wild, but it's forbidden. I couldn't focus. My mind was stuck within this inner battle, and I hated it. My depressant shot wasn't due for another week, but my body didn't care about the schedule. Neither did my wolf... The strong scent of my pheromones wafted through the air, mingling with the sweat that trickled down every student close to me. It might be not so noticeable to human students but when it came to werewolves like me, that was another

The ride home was suffocating. Each second I spent in there felt like an eternity, with Sabrina bugging me with her lectures. But it wasn’t just Sabrina’s lectures about how careless I was that bothered me… it was the way her mate, Seth, stared at me from the driver’s seat. I could see his green eyes flicker with lust. What the hell?I shifted uncomfortably in my seat, my arms wrapped around myself as if I could shield myself from his gaze. I tried to focus on the words escaping from Sabrina’s lips, but they only made me feel worse.“You have to be more careful, Naya. Leaving your suppressants in your locker like that? What were you thinking?”I could sense frustration in her voice. Which I tried to ignore as usual.“My locker was locked. Besides, I didn’t think anyone would take them,” I murmured weakly from the back seat.“That’s the problem… You didn’t think! Do you have any idea what could’ve happened if you’d fully transformed, near humans at that? The entire pack would’ve been a

Naya’s POVI woke up to the scent of cedarwood and something faintly sweet, like fresh vanilla. My body ached in places I didn’t even realize could hurt, and as I tried to rise from the antique four-poster bed where I was slumbering, my throbbing head painfully punished me for my sudden movements. I recall passing out while struggling with Kieran. Something was off since this wasn't the room we walked into last night. I peeked out of the window and realized that this place was nowhere near the bond ceremony venue. Worse, it was already daytime. Judging by the direction of the sunlight and how bright it was, it was already noon. Finally managing to sit upright, one edge of a thick woolen blanket falling off my shoulders, I allowed the memories of last night to invade my thoughts, And although every bit of it was foggy, like a dream that I try so hard to recall, I couldn’t quite bring it all together. But one thing was clear… I wasn’t supposed to be here! Wherever here was, that is

Kieran's POVI watched her beg, miserable tears rolling down her cheeks as she tightly clutched the hem of her garments. Her curvy lips were trembling as she pleaded pitifully, begged continually to be given an acceptable option.“Please, just don’t reject me, Richard. I…I have nowhere else to go.”Her raspy voice cracked under the weight of her desperation, her frail sobs tearing through the sickening silence of the room. She looked so small, so defeated, kneeling at the feet of a man who towered above her like a god, his face devoid of any expression.Tears welled up in my eyes as I crouched in the shadows of the staircase, my small fingers folding into a fist. I wanted to rush to her, to shield her from the venomous words that would surely follow, but I was powerless. Just a twelve-year-old boy, watching his mother break down, piece by piece. “You’re embarrassing yourself, Lila,” my father spat, his tone dripping with disgust. He didn’t even glance at her. His eyes remained on the

We woke up naked in bed the next day. However, we didn’t have time to enjoy and take advantage of our special moment. We had no choice but to get ready for the day’s somber event…An hour later, Kieran stood beside me, stoic and unreadable, his hand resting lightly on the small of my back as we walked into the graveyard, while we both wore black. His grandmother's funeral was a private affair, attended only by those closest to him… Well, as close as Kieran allowed anyone to be, that is. He never talked much about her, but the pain in his silence said enough. She was the closest person to him. I adjusted the collar of my coat, feeling the weight of the moment pressing against my chest. This wasn’t my grief, but I could feel it as though it were my own. I glanced at Kieran, hoping to find something in his expression, but his face was carved from stone. He’d been like this for days: distant, preoccupied, and even colder than usual. His face was unreadable.Why did I even come here with