All Chapters of The Alpha's Chubby Obsession. : Chapter 141 - Chapter 150

AiraSomething in my head told me to push him away, to end this before it even began. It was better for both of us if we rejected each other right now, but Dee hated that idea. My wolf fought me at every turn, refusing to see reason, and I was stuck arguing with her inside my own mind.“I have to go clear my head,” I said, pulling myself out of his grasp.He looked hurt, and I saw it—felt it—but I forced myself not to care as I walked away.When I reached our friends, they stared at me like they were trying to figure out what had happened to the girl who was all smiles moments ago. “I’ll be off. I don’t think I feel fine,” I said, grabbing my bag.Sara stood up immediately. “Then I’ll go with you.”I nodded. “Okay… bye.”They waved us off, and I could practically feel Owen’s eyes on my back until we finally disappeared from sight.“So,” Sara began casually, “are you gonna tell me why your mood shifted from excited to ‘I want to die’?”I swallowed and glanced at her, then let out a lon

AiraAfter hours of panicking in the living room I took my phone immediately, hands shaking so badly I almost dropped it. I dialed Owen’s number for the hundredth of times, pressing it against my ear like my life depended on hearing his voice. But it didn't go through, it was like it was never there. I tried again. And again. And again. Each time it didn’t go through, something inside me sank deeper until the pressure in my chest felt like a weight dragging me down.My parents were hovering behind me, exchanging worried glances, but none of their concern could pierce through the panic building inside me. If he didn’t pick up… if he didn’t say something… if he didn’t tell me this was a joke or a misunderstanding, then I was going straight to the Alpha’s mansion to demand answers. This couldn’t be real. It couldn’t.The front door burst open, slamming into the wall as Sara rushed in like she had run all the way from town. Her face was blotchy, her breathing uneven. Everything about her

AiraWithout letting anyone know—not Sara, Benson, Emilia, or anyone else—I left to live with my aunt. She had told her pack that her niece’s mate had died, and she had come to grieve the loss. Everyone believed her without question.I began staying there quietly, moving through their world like a shadow. People thought my mate was gone forever. At times, it made me laugh quietly to myself—Owen was dead to me now, at least in my heart. I could live without him haunting my thoughts.As the months passed, my pregnancy slowly became visible. I wasn’t shy about it because here, in this new pack, I was unknown. My aunt took care of me tenderly, guiding me through each stage, while my parents came to visit occasionally. Before long, my stomach was round and heavy with the growing life inside me.Then the day came—the day I would deliver my child.Labor was agony unlike anything I had ever felt. Worse than my first shift, worse than anything I had imagined. I cried, screamed, and wailed, beg

OwenAs soon as those words left Benson’s mouth, everything inside me went still. I opened my lips to speak, but nothing—absolutely nothing—came out. It was as if every word I knew had abandoned me.“So… I guess I’ll be off then,” he said quietly.All I could do was nod. He took the hint and excused himself, leaving the office in a silence that suddenly felt too heavy.Funny enough, the first time my beta ever punched me was the first time he saw me after my marriage. He didn’t even hesitate—just swung at me. And it was all because of what I had done to Aira. I still remember the look in his eyes; pure disappointment… anger… something I deserved.I leaned back in my chair now, staring at nothing. What’s done is done, I tried to reason with myself. I knew I hurt her. Deeply. More than any words could describe. But everything I did… I did for the pack. For its future. For stability. For benefits that would touch everyone, Aira included.So her finding a second chance mate… that was a go

ClaraGrowing up, I remember being loved — or at least I think I was. Now, all that remains are scattered fragments of those memories.It feels like I both experienced love… and somehow never truly had it at all.And worse, I was treated like something beneath a slave by the people I once believed were my parents — only to learn they never truly were.I was just the child they adopted to fill the emptiness left behind by their sickly daughter, the one who had spent her entire life bedridden in the hospital.But the moment they learned that same daughter had recovered, I became useless to them.And because they couldn’t simply throw me onto the streets without the pack asking questions, they turned me into Pamela’s personal servant instead.On the outside, we looked like the perfect family. But behind closed doors, it was hell — a private nightmare only I lived in.All I can do now is hope that when I turn sixteen real soon and shift for the first time, the Moon Goddess will grant me m