Lahat ng Kabanata ng The Alpha's Chubby Obsession. : Kabanata 101 - Kabanata 110

Moments later, I caught his scent, strong, commanding, impossible to ignore, as it drifted into the room just before the door opened. Alpha Maurice stepped in with that effortless grace of his, moving like a man who owned everything he laid eyes on, which he did at least in this pack and that is including me.“I heard you were looking for me,” he said, his gaze locking onto mine and refusing to waver.“Yes,” I replied, exhaling softly. “This room feels suffocating.”He studied me for a long moment, his expression unreadable, before nodding slightly. “Alright then. Get dressed—we’ll go for a walk.”That wasn’t exactly what I wanted, so I didn’t respond. His lips curved slightly, amusement flickering in his eyes. “I suppose that means you don’t want to walk with me,” he said. And he was right.“I’d prefer to walk alone,” I told him plainly.He tilted his head, as if considering it for a moment, then replied, “No. But I can stay at a distance while you do.”So, in other words, either he

His teeth grazed my neck, and in that instant, reality snapped back like a whip. “I do not want to be marked now!” I barked, my voice louder than I intended.He froze for a moment before a low chuckle escaped him. “I figured you’d say that,” he murmured, straightening to his full height, the smirk never leaving his lips.I gasped for air, my chest rising and falling as I looked up at him. His gaze was steady, teasing—too confident for my sanity. “Two minutes,” he said, voice deep and deliberate. “If you’re not out of here in two minutes, I’ll be taking you right here.”The meaning of his words hit me hard. Without a second thought, I sprang to my feet, my pulse hammering in my ears as I stumbled toward the door. His amused laugh echoed behind me, dark and rich, following me down the hall like a spell.The maids were already gathered outside, and as soon as they saw me, they bowed respectfully. Among them was Feli, her familiar eyes met mine, but the easy laughter we used to share was

AiraThe Red Blood Pack was far beyond what I had imagined, it was enormous, elegant, and just as magnificent as ours back home.When we arrived, Clara was the first to welcome us. She looked radiant, her pregnancy barely visible but enough to notice, and beside her stood her young son. He didn’t resemble her much—his sharp, commanding features were undoubtedly inherited from his father. From what I had heard, he was six years old, and the way he looked at me made me stifle a laugh. It was that curious, cautious gaze that said, “Mom, who is this stranger?”Though Clara and I had kept in touch after that incident, it had only ever been through occasional calls. I had spoken with her husband a handful of times, but never with their son. Seeing him now, standing so still and serious, I couldn’t help but feel a swell of affection. That boy was my grandson and I had always had a soft spot for children.“Welcome,” Clara said warmly, embracing me gently. “I hope the journey wasn’t too exhaus

I turned to the head maid, who stared at the floor, her heart pounding so loud I could hear it, just like Miranda’s.“That’s practically the entire time we’ve been together,” I said, my voice shaking with disbelief. “But tell me, why? Why did you do it?”She couldn’t answer. No wonder our marriage had felt so lifeless. She’d been pretending, pretending to love me until the moment we married, and then everything changed. For years, I thought it was my fault. I thought I wasn’t trying hard enough, that maybe I was still trapped by my past mistakes. But I was wrong.“Why?! Answer me, damn it!” I roared, and she flinched, her tears falling, empty, unremorseful.“I’m sorry,” she whispered, shaking. “I didn’t know how to tell you.”“Tell me what?” I snapped, my anger sharp enough to cut. “That you were sleeping with the head maid’s son?” I didn’t even recognize the woman in front of me anymore. “If you don’t start talking, I swear I’ll have that boy killed.”The horror in her eyes said ever

Bella But then I heard it, faint at first, he was laughing too, and I stopped.He kept laughing for a bit, then abruptly stopped and looked over at me. “Do you know,” he said, still staring straight at me, “you were raped too, by Snipe.” The moment that name left his mouth, my expression changed.He knows Snipe. Was Snipe the one who gave him my information, told him where to find me? And did he just say Snipe raped me? He’s lying. This guy is a liar, his little tricks won’t work on me.“Oh please, none of that ever happened,” I said, my voice sharp and confident. “Once my father finds me, you’ll be done for.” The moment those words left my mouth, he laughed again. I hated it, I always have the last laugh.I had been lying down, but I slowly pushed myself up to sit since my legs were useless. He crouched low, keeping his eyes locked on mine. “You’re a twenty-eight-year-old woman who still thinks she’s in her early twenties,” he said coldly. “Your father’s jewel. But the truth is, you