Claimed by My Bestie's Alpha Daddy novel Chapter 133

Richard’s hand paused on my back. “It usually does.”

I lifted my head. “But it hasn’t. Not really.”

He nodded. “It’s easing. But your body’s holding onto it.”

“Is that bad?”

His eyes searched mine. “No. Just intense. Unusual. But you’ve always been a little unusual.”

“I like how it feels,” I admitted. “It’s not just sex. It’s like I’m finally awake, not just my wolf.”

“I know,” he said. “I can feel it. She’s strong.”

We napped again. When I woke, I reached for him and he was already there, half-hard and smiling lazily.

This time, I didn’t climb on top. He rolled me beneath him, kissing me slow and deep. His hands cradled my thighs as he slid in with one long, slow thrust that made us both gasp.

“Tell me what you need,” he murmured, forehead against mine.

“Just you,” I breathed. “Don’t stop. Please.”

He moved slow, deep, dragging it out. My legs wrapped around his waist, my hands buried in his hair. His lips brushed mine between kisses, and when I came again, it was quieter, just a soft moan into his mouth, my whole body shivering.

I thought that was it. That we’d fall asleep like that, skin to skin. But his hand slipped down between us, fingers brushing my clit, slow and deliberate.

My hips bucked. “Richard,” I gasped.”I want to feel you again,” he said. “Want to watch you come like this.”

He rolled us, lifting just one of my legs over his shoulder and thrusting deeper. The angle hit something different. I cried out, arching off the mattress.

“That’s it,” he growled. “Take it. Let me feel all of it.”

1 was close again, too close. It rushed me like a wave. I clawed at his back, moaning openly, eyes fluttering.

“I need you to fill me,” I whispered, frantic. “Don’t stop. Please, dont stop.”

“Not stopping,” he promised. “Give in to it. Let me hear you.”

I shattered with a scream, body trembling violently beneath him. He slowed only slightly, groaning my name, chasing his own release.

He came with a growl, biting down on my shoulder hard enough to leave a mark. Filling me to the brim. We both went still, panting, forehead to forehead.

When I could finally breathe again, I realized I was crying. Just a little.

Just from how overwhelming it all felt.

“I didn’t know I could feel like this,” I whispered.

“I know,” he said, kissing me. “Me neither.”

We didn’t even clean up. We stayed there, tangled, skin to skin.

Richard brushed my hair back. “What was that you were humming?”

“I don’t know,” I admitted. “It just… matched something. The bell sound.

The one from the mindlink.”

His face shifted slightly. Like a puzzle piece had clicked into place.I didn’t ask. The look on his face said enough, and some part of me already knew the answer. Whatever had clicked into place for him, it wasn’t something he was ready to explain.

Later, while I cleaned up, he stepped into the far corner of the room and touched two fingers to his temple. The moment he did, I felt it, a soft echo in the back of my mind, like a sound carried through water.

Not words exactly, but intention. I knew now, I really could hear fragments of mindlinks. Even without meaning to, I was starting to tap in.

Send me the bell log reports.

I want every instance noted in the last two months. Start from the tower. Expand outward.

Outside the sealed wing, a low-ranking guard stood alone on rotation.

He’d been posted near the southern corridor for five hours and hadn’t

‘seen anything until now.

Everything did. I could pick out the exact bitterness of the roast, the sharp sweetness of the sugar. I could hear the faint whirr of the cooling unit humming behind the walls, and someone walking two floors above us.

“You’re staring,” I said without looking up.

*’m assessing,” Richard replied. He reached out and gently touched my wrist. “Your pulse is steady. Color’s good. Pupils still a little wide, but nothing alarming.”

“Thanks, Dr. Alpha.”

He rolled his eyes. “Anything else you’ve noticed?”

“Everything is… sharper. I can smell people before they enter the room.

I can hear footsteps and conversations I’m not supposed to be able to hear. My body feels like it’s still buzzing, like it hasn’t realized the heat is over yet.”

He looked surprised, but nodded. “Your heat likely triggered a complete sensory awakening. We see it sometimes in high-blood hybrids, especially if they’ve never shifted.”

“So this is permanent?”

“It may mellow over time. But yes. Most of what you’re sensing now will stay.”That sent a ripple through me. It wasn’t fear. Not exactly. But I suddenly felt like I was in a different body than the one I knew. One that came with rules I didn’t understand yet.

I took another sip, then paused. Something bitter caught in my throat. I looked down and frowned. There was a crystal glass next to the fruit bowl, mostly empty, but I could smell the residue clinging to the rim.

“Why is there wolfsbane in this glass?”

Richard’s head lifted.

I picked it up and held it closer to my nose. “It’s faint, but it’s there.

That’s wolfsbane. Fresh.”

He didn’t answer right away.

“Did someone use this during the rut?”