All Chapters of OBSESSED With The PLUS-SIZE LUNA: Chapter 81 - Chapter 90

Mabella's POVHe stopped just two feet from me.Up close, he looked even more exhausted than I’d noticed across the hall. All the composure he kept up started to look thin, like he was running on nerves and adrenaline and had finally noticed the floor was missing under him. His eyes stayed sharp, but the lines on his face were deep, and his jaw was clenched like a man who’s been tense long enough to forget there’s any other way to be.The whole hall was weirdly quiet.Nobody left during the break. Everyone watched."Luna Mabella," he said. His voice barely carried."Claimant," I answered.He studied me for a second."You know my name," he said, cautiously."Kiran," I replied. "Kiran Voss. Thirty-eight. Second son of the Veron Alpha’s senior adviser. You built your own faction in your pack for twelve years before you started working the outside. I know a lot more than your name."Something flickered across his face."You’re thorough," he said."Yeah," I answered. Simple as that.He gla

Alfredo’s POV“She’s sleeping.”Vida’s voice was soft from the doorway, the evening light pouring in behind her. I glanced up from the chair, still holding Fred’s monster of a report—eight pages and counting.“She went down about an hour ago,” Vida said carefully. “The ride is exhausting. The pregnancy makes it all even harder.” She hesitated, like she expected me to argue. “She won’t admit it.”“She never would,” I said.Vida took the seat across from me and folded her hands in her lap, just watching me.“She did well today.”I nodded. “She did.”“No, better than that,” Vida pressed. “What happened in that hall—with Kiran Voss—she didn’t just pull some move or hide behind authority. That was all her. That was character.”I stared at the report for a second, feeling the weight of it.“I know,” I said quietly.“Stella would have done that too,” Vida went on. “She always offered mercy first. Gave people a chance to come back before she had to take it all away. That’s how Ashbornes do it

Mabella's POV"She's gone."Vida’s voice cut through the door, low and sharp, right before dawn. I jerked up in bed, heart already pounding like it knew before my brain did.Alfredo was half out of the sheets beside me, cursing as he tangled his legs trying to stand."Who?" he barked toward the door."Serena," Vida said. "Room’s empty. Caspian checked an hour ago — she wasn’t there. Shawl gone. Boots gone." She paused like the words hurt. "Nobody saw her slip out."Alfredo was already yanking his jacket on, movements jerky. I scrambled after him, feet cold on the floor, stomach in knots.The corridor hit us like ice. Fred was already planted outside her door by the time we got there, looking washed out, that tight pale thing around his eyes.The room was dead quiet. Bed untouched. No shawl. No boots. Just the charter lying open on the side table and one folded note on top with Alfredo’s name in Serena’s handwriting.I snatched it up and pushed it at him.He ripped it open. Scanned it.

Mabella's POV"You're awake."Serena's voice came from the doorway, low and warm in the middle of the night. I looked up from my tea, a little startled but not surprised. She stood there in her heavy shawl, boots still on like she’d just come back from the ride."So are you," I said, waving her in. "Come sit. Couldn't I sleep?""I wake at the fourth hour," she replied, crossing the room and dropping into the chair across from me like it was hers. "Always have. Old habit that refuses to die." She eyed my cup. "Any more of that tea left?"I stood up, poured her one, and slid it over. We both settled back, the lamp burning low between us, the rest of the palace dead quiet."How are you feeling?" I asked after a minute. "Honestly. After yesterday.""Strong," she said simply, wrapping both hands around the warm cup. "Tired, yes, but strong. That ride showed me I still have a long way to go with my stamina." She let out a small huff. "Caspian is going to be absolutely insufferable about it,

Alfredo's POV"The Ruby."Fred said it from the war room doorway, voice low and tight in a way that made me drop everything immediately.It was barely past the fifth hour. Mabella had shaken me awake twenty minutes earlier with that look on her face — the one that said shit had changed overnight and she needed me up before she could even breathe through it. Serena stood right behind her, calm as hell, like she’d been waiting three years just for this moment.Now the four of us were crammed in the war room with the early morning grey pressing against the windows. Fred had the old vault records spread open on the table like they’d personally betrayed him."The protection wards," Fred said, eyes still glued to the papers. "Last renewal was seven years ago.""The protocol’s supposed to happen every five," I said slowly, already feeling the weight sink in."Yeah.""So they’ve been weakening for two years."Fred just nodded. "Yes."I turned and looked at my mother.She met my eyes without f