Chapter: ChapterLorenzo’s POV“You’re not actually going to meet him.” Jovan’s voice was low, urgent, his hand tightening around mine as we walked fast toward the car. “Lorenzo, if he’s the one who’s been feeding information, walking up to him and saying ‘on our way’ is basically handing him a countdown to disappear.”“That’s exactly what I want him to think he has.” I unlocked the car, glancing back once toward the motel, where sirens were starting to bleed red and blue against the dark. “A man who thinks he’s still hidden makes mistakes a man who thinks he’s caught never would. I need him comfortable long enough to slip.”“And if he’s not alone when we get there?”“Then we’re not alone either.” I looked at Dante’s name still glowing on my screen. “Dante — location on Marcus’s phone, now, quiet. Don’t let him know we’re pulling it.”“On it,” Dante said, already breathing easier than he had a minute ago, already back to being the steadiest thing in my night. “Give me two minutes.”Jovan slid into the
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Chapter: Chapter 210No matter how hard I scrub my skin, oil still lingers. Even if I scrub my knuckles until it burns or until the water turns black it never leaves. So I don't bother anymore.This is what I love and I guess certain things come with certain consequences. And this is what I get for playing with oil. Cute girl aesthetics was never really my thing to begin with anyways.I was rinsing my hands behind the shop when I heard the bikes approaching the house.I didn’t need to look up to know it was the Iron serpent returning to the club house. I has grown up with that sound. It was a sound meant to remind the world who owned the road.But my stomach tightened with tension when a small attendant who had just hoi the club rushed to the shop to inform me my dad was calling me in. I shut off the tap and wiped my hands on my jeans, even though it didn’t help. I took in several deep breaths to calm my nerves as I approached the club house. The sun was already dipping low, giving the sky a beautiful
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Chapter: Chapter 209No matter how hard I scrub my skin, oil still lingers. Even if I scrub my knuckles until it burns or until the water turns black it never leaves. So I don't bother anymore.This is what I love and I guess certain things come with certain consequences. And this is what I get for playing with oil. Cute girl aesthetics was never really my thing to begin with anyways.I was rinsing my hands behind the shop when I heard the bikes approaching the house.I didn’t need to look up to know it was the Iron serpent returning to the club house. I has grown up with that sound. It was a sound meant to remind the world who owned the road.But my stomach tightened with tension when a small attendant who had just hoi the club rushed to the shop to inform me my dad was calling me in. I shut off the tap and wiped my hands on my jeans, even though it didn’t help. I took in several deep breaths to calm my nerves as I approached the club house. The sun was already dipping low, giving the sky a beautiful
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Chapter: Chapter 208I had taken off a whole week from my Alpha duties for one reason: to spend every waking second with her.I walked down the sunlit corridor of the main estate, leading Nina by the hand. She walked beside me, her small hand swallowed up in mine. She was quiet, her shoulders stiff, her eyes scanning every corner of the hallway with a strange mixture of awe and nervous terror.She still thought she was hiding something from me. She still thought she was pulling off the ultimate deception, pretending to be her stepsister, Lora.She had no idea.I had known Nina for years. Long before her family tried to pull this foolish swap, long before she lost her sight, and long before she ever left her hometown with that useless ex-fiancé of hers. I had watched her from afar, memorizing every detail about her—her voice, her strength, her true name, and every single thing she loved.So when her family sent her to my territory in place of Lora, I didn't get angry. I played along. Because the woman sta
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Chapter: Chapter 207I opened my eyes, and my hand immediately reached out across the vast mattress, searching for warmth.The bed was empty. The dark gray sheets beside me were cold and untouched.I sat up, pulling the blanket to my chest as I looked around the sunlit master suite. Romeo was nowhere to be seen. A small sigh escaped my lips. Last night, he explicitly told me that he was taking at least a week off from pack duties to spend time with his new bride. Yet, on our very first morning, I was waking up alone.While I sat there wondering where he could have gone, the door clicked open.Romeo walked in, freshened up and wearing a fitted black sweater that hugged his muscular frame. In his hands, he carried two steaming ceramic mugs."Good morning, my wife," Romeo said, his voice deep and smooth as he walked over to the side of the bed. He set one of the mugs on the nightstand beside me.My heart did a sudden, violent flutter. For the first time in my life, someone was pampering me like this—bringin
Last Updated: 2026-10-19
Chapter: Chapter 206That plan died the second I pushed open the door to the big exam room. The air felt heavy, like the moment before a storm breaks. I stopped with one foot inside.They were already there, all three.Jaden sat on the exam table by the window, one knee bouncing. Silas stood against the far wall in black, arms folded. In the chair by the desk, leaning back like he owned it, was a man I hadn’t met. Sandy hair. Easy smile. Way too relaxed for this room.“Morning, Doc,” he said.“Checks don’t start until eight.”“I know. Couldn’t sleep.” He stood and held out his hand. “Lex Harlan.”I shook it. Warm. Dry. He let go at exactly the right moment, which somehow made it worse.“Why are you all here?” I asked.Nobody answered. Silas looked at the door, then at me. Lex smiled.“Great,” I muttered. “Alphabetical, then. Harlan, Kane, Rourke.”“That puts me last,” Jaden said.“Yes.”“I don’t like last.”“Take it up with the alphabet.”Lex laughed. Silas’s mouth twitched. Jaden stared at me like I’d sl
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Plus Size Luna Obsession
“My ex-husband told me my curves made me an unlovable monster. So when I found out the Supreme Alpha was my fated mate, I rejected him before he could break me first. I didn’t expect him to hunt me down.”
Aurora Voss is the fiercest Beta Commander in the Ashwood Pack. She is thick, powerful, and carries the deep scars of an abusive past marriage that left her self-worth in tatters. To protect her heart and the secret, miracle baby daughter she gave birth to in absolute hiding.
She did the unthinkable..she stood before three hundred wolves, rejected the Supreme Alpha, Smith Calloway, by name, and walked away.
She thought it was over but was dead wrong.
When a ruthless rogue threat forces Aurora into a high-stakes task force in the gritty streets of Chicago, she is trapped in a safehouse with the very man she spurned.
However, Smith isn't alone. Along with Rio, the lethal head of security who watches Aurora’s heavy hips with dark hunger, and Marcus, her own pack Alpha who has secretly loved her for years, the tension in the room is enough to burn the city down.
Where her ex-husband demanded submission and shamed her plus-size body, these three devastatingly powerful Alphas want to worship every single inch of her. They don't want her to break; they want to stand inside the fire with her.
When the ghosts of Aurora’s past discover her secret baby, the harem goes completely scorched-earth. To save her child, Aurora must finally let down her guard and realize that her curves don't make her weak..they make her the ultimate Luna.
He doesn't accept her rejection. They take what is theirs. And gods help anyone who gets in their way.
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Chapter: Chapter 20Aurora's POVConstance looked quites smaller in the hospital bed than she had in that courtyard, her shoulder wrapped thick in bandages, an IV line taped into the back of one papery hand, but her eyes were sharp and alert the second I walked through the door, tracking me across the room like she'd been waiting specifically for this."You look terrible," she said, by way of greeting."You got shot two nights ago.""And yet somehow I still have better color than you do right now." A ghost of a smile crossed her face, gone as fast as it arrived. "Sit, child. I don't have the strength to keep this brief, and I'd rather say it once than have you make me repeat myself."I sat. Smith stood by the door, giving us space but close enough to catch every word, and I was grateful for it without needing to say so out loud. On the table beside her bed sat a small paper cup of pudding, untouched, and a folded newspaper someone had clearly brought her out of habit more than expectation she'd have the
Last Updated: 2026-08-22
Chapter: Chapter 20Aurora's POVConstance looked quites smaller in the hospital bed than she had in that courtyard, her shoulder wrapped thick in bandages, an IV line taped into the back of one papery hand, but her eyes were sharp and alert the second I walked through the door, tracking me across the room like she'd been waiting specifically for this."You look terrible," she said, by way of greeting."You got shot two nights ago.""And yet somehow I still have better color than you do right now." A ghost of a smile crossed her face, gone as fast as it arrived. "Sit, child. I don't have the strength to keep this brief, and I'd rather say it once than have you make me repeat myself."I sat. Smith stood by the door, giving us space but close enough to catch every word, and I was grateful for it without needing to say so out loud. On the table beside her bed sat a small paper cup of pudding, untouched, and a folded newspaper someone had clearly brought her out of habit more than expectation she'd have the
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Chapter: Chapter 19Aurora's POVThe message came through an encrypted line Rio didn't recognize, routed through three relay points before it ever reached his phone, and the first thing he did was hold it out to me like it might be contagious."It's from Victoria," he said. "She wants to meet. Alone, her words, though I'm not letting that part happen.""Victoria Cross wants to meet with me." I read the message twice, the same way I'd read Greta's a few nights ago, like repetition might make it less absurd. "The same Victoria Cross who put a crossbow bolt full of venom in my shoulder.""The same one," Rio agreed. "She also says, and I'm quoting directly, that she's done being anyone's weapon, and that she thinks you're the only person on this continent who might actually understand what that costs.""That's either the truth or the best manipulation I've heard all week.""Could be both." Rio leaned against the counter, arms crossed, studying me with the particular focus he usually reserved for reading a ro
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Chapter: Chapter 18Aurora's POVMorning came too fast and too gray, sunlight barely cutting through the blinds when Maya's babbling woke me before my alarm ever got the chance. I found her sitting up in her crib, gnawing determinedly on the ear of her rabbit again, delighted with herself the second she saw me, both arms reaching up like the whole terrifying night before had never happened at all."You have no idea how close that was, do you," I murmured, lifting her out, pressing my face into the soft crook of her neck until she squealed and squirmed against the tickle of it. "None whatsoever. Lucky girl."I carried her out to the kitchen and found it fuller than it had any right to be at seven in the morning — Marcus at the stove attempting something that smelled suspiciously like burnt eggs, Rio at the counter methodically slicing fruit like it was a tactical operation, Cole sprawled across two barstools with his head on Zara's shoulder, both of them still half asleep, and Smith standing at the window
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Chapter: Chapter 17Aurora's POVRio flew or rather, cruised on that helicopter like the rules of physics were just a suggestion than an actual law, and I didn't say a single word to slow him down, because every second in the air was a second I wasn't in that penthouse where my daughter's monitor had gone dark.Smith held my hand the entire flight. Not gripping it, not bracing it — just holding it, steady, his thumb tracing slow circles against my knuckles the way he always did when there weren't any words big enough for what needed saying. I focused on that instead of the window. On his hand. On the fact that he hadn't once let go since the moment Zara's voice came through that speaker.We saw them from three blocks out.Wolves. A dozen of them, maybe more, standing in a wide, silent ring around the base of the building, unmoving, spaced with an evenness that made my stomach drop before I even understood why. They weren't attacking. They weren't even facing the doors. They stood perfectly still, muzzles
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Chapter: Chapter 16Aurora's POVThe phone sat in the center of the small conference room like something radioactive, all four of us staring at it instead of each other, waiting for Rio's nod that the line was secure."Trace is running," Rio said, eyes on his laptop screen. "Won't get a location off a call this short, but I'll know what continent she's calling from, at least, and that's more than we had an hour ago.""Does it matter what continent," I asked. "If she can put a sniper on Ashwood soil and a jammer in my own penthouse, she's already close enough to hurt everyone I love. The rest is just geography.""It matters," Smith said, "because geography is the only thing that tells us how much time we actually have before she's standing in front of us instead of talking through a phone.""Go," Rio said finally.Smith hit the speaker button himself. "This is Alpha Calloway. You're speaking to Aurora Voss's mate and her council. State your business."A pause. Then a laugh — soft, unhurried, the kind of l
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Chapter: Chapter 68Roman POVI have never been good at being still.It's a thing hockey teaches you, and a thing business teaches you, and a thing grief teaches you hardest. Stop moving and the hurt catches up. So for thirty-one years I'd kept moving, and the one person who'd ever managed to make me stand still, to sit on a bathroom floor and laugh, was currently sitting cross-legged in the middle of our hotel bed with four handwritten pages spread around her like a tiny, furious paper empire."Listen to this," Olivia said. "She wrote it by hand. The night they tried to kill her."It was nine-fifteen. Ethan was asleep in Suite 1406 with Mrs. Doyle sprawled on the sofa guarding his door like a very short, very cranky dragon. Diane had taken the second bedroom. Adrian and Priya were still at the DA's office going through everything with a fine-toothed comb, and we'd come back to the hotel because I couldn't stand to look at one more fluorescent light."'The contract was drawn up by Gerald Finch,'" Olivia
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Chapter: Chapter 67Emma POVLet me start by saying that I am not a spy.I'm a nineteen-year-old sophomore at a state university with a partial scholarship, a part-time job at the library, and a roommate who steals my oat milk. I study computer science because I like things that make sense. I like code because if it breaks, there's a reason, and if you look long enough you can find it. People are not like that. People break for reasons that change every day.I'm telling you this so you understand why I was sitting cross-legged on the floor of Suite 1410 at the Hartwell Hotel at eight-fifteen on a Friday night, surrounded by empty tea cups and pretzel bags, trying to hack into my own brother-in-law's security company.It wasn't hacking, technically. It was reading.Olivia had texted me at noon. Em, I need a favor and you can't tell anyone, not even Mom. Adrian will send you a file. I'm sorry. I love you. I'd read it four times on the flight over, my stomach in knots, while Mom held my hand and asked if I
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Chapter: Chapter 66Pruitt POVMy name is Augustus Pruitt, and I have apologized to a door three times this week.It's a habit. Eighteen years in the Army, six of them as military police, and my late wife used to say the only thing I did more than stand in doorways was say sorry in them. My daughter Josie, who is nine, says I do it to furniture too. She's right. I once apologized to a coffee table in front of a client.So when I found the folder under my windshield wiper at ten to eight that morning, my first instinct was to apologize to the car.It was parked inside the estate's garage, behind two locked gates and a camera. I'd walked in to start the SUV, and there it sat, tucked neatly under the wiper blade like a parking ticket. Manila, thick as a paperback. A label on the tab, printed in block letters.CARTER-CALLAHAN: MULTIPLE.I read it once, in the half second before I slid it into the door pocket, and a strange cold feeling went down my back. Mr. Callahan had told me the day before, in the clinic
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Chapter: Chapter 65Priya POVI have been practicing law for fourteen years, and in that time I have developed a number of rules. Never trust a client who says "this is simple." Never negotiate on an empty stomach. And never, under any circumstances, let an opposing attorney be alone with a witness.I broke none of them that morning. But I came close to breaking Gerald Finch's nose."I have every right to be here," Finch said, in the corridor outside the infirmary, with the unruffled calm of a man who'd rehearsed it. "Ms. Sinclair is my client.""Ms. Sinclair has a court-appointed attorney of record," I said. "Dana Whitfield. I've spoken to her. She's never heard of you.""I'm retained for civil matters. The trust.""The trust that threatens a child's future if his mother's visitation isn't restored. That trust?" I took a step closer. I'm five foot four. I have never once let that stop me. "The same trust you delivered to Roman Callahan's front door while your other client sat on the other side of a tabl
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Chapter: Chapter 64Anaya POVI want it on the record that I did not sign up for a pregnant best friend, a husband the size of a refrigerator, and a prison infirmary before breakfast.But when Olivia called at six-ten that morning, in the thin, careful voice she uses when she's holding something together by her fingernails, I was out of bed, dressed, and halfway to the car before she finished the sentence. Luke mumbled something sleepy and beautiful from the pillows. I kissed his forehead and told him I'd explain later."Girl," I said, pulling up in front of the estate twenty minutes later, "I'm outside."She came down the steps in jeans and one of Roman's sweaters, no makeup, her hair in a rough knot. Roman followed her to the car in his shirtsleeves, looking like he'd been up all night wrestling a bear. He had a hand at the small of her back, and he'd clearly been arguing with her for the past ten minutes."I should be the one going," he said."She asked for me." Olivia kissed his jaw. "And you have Har
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Chapter: Chapter 63Olivia POVRoman came home at ten forty that night looking like a man who'd aged five years in an afternoon.I was waiting in the front hall. I'd been waiting, in one place or another, since four o'clock. Mrs. Doyle had fed Ethan three separate dinners, none of which he ate. We had watched a dinosaur documentary. We had built a Lego castle that Ethan then dismantled in silence, brick by brick. Every few minutes his small hand would creep into mine, as if checking I was still there."He wouldn't go to bed until you got home," I murmured, as Roman came in out of the dark."I know." He shut the door behind him, leaned against it, and closed his eyes. "Olivia, I have so much to tell you.""Tomorrow." I crossed the hall and put my hands flat on his chest. "Tonight, there's someone who needs to talk to you first."Ethan was sitting at the top of the stairs in his pajamas with his sketchbook in his lap, and Mrs. Doyle was beside him, pretending to knit. When he saw Roman he stood up so fast
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