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Chapter 8

Author: Teez
last update publish date: 2026-08-26 20:22:46

Clara’s pov

The coffee shop two blocks from the diner had better hours than Marnie’s and quieter mornings.

I started going there on my rare early breaks when the heat in my chest got too loud and I needed somewhere that wasn’t the alley behind the dumpster.

The place was small, three tables, a counter, and a chalkboard menu that barely changed.

The guy behind the espresso machine never said much. Dark hair, glasses, always in a plain black apron. He moved like he preferred the machines to peo
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  • THE ALPHA’S UNWANTED PLUS-SIZE MATE   Chapter 9

    Clara’s povThe first sign was the way my wolf went still.I was wiping down the counter after the lunch rush when it happened, sudden silence inside me, like she’d stopped pacing and locked onto something outside the diner walls. The heat in my chest flared once, sharp, then settled into a low, watchful burn. I paused with the rag in my hand and glanced toward the front windows.Nothing looked different. Main Street was the same as always, two trucks parked outside the hardware store, a woman walking her dog, the usual afternoon quiet.Marnie came out of the kitchen with a stack of clean plates. “You freeze up for a reason or just daydreaming?”“Thought I heard something.”She set the plates down and followed my gaze to the window. “Street’s empty. You good?”“Yeah.” I went back to wiping, but the feeling didn’t leave. My wolf stayed locked on whatever she’d noticed, tense and quiet in a way that made the hair on my arms stand up.Frank came in a little later for his second coffee

  • THE ALPHA’S UNWANTED PLUS-SIZE MATE   Chapter 8

    Clara’s povThe coffee shop two blocks from the diner had better hours than Marnie’s and quieter mornings.I started going there on my rare early breaks when the heat in my chest got too loud and I needed somewhere that wasn’t the alley behind the dumpster. The place was small, three tables, a counter, and a chalkboard menu that barely changed. The guy behind the espresso machine never said much. Dark hair, glasses, always in a plain black apron. He moved like he preferred the machines to people.The first time I ordered he just nodded, made the coffee, and slid it across without small talk. I liked that. I took the corner table, wrapped both hands around the cup, and let the ordinary human noise settle the restless feeling under my ribs.The third time I came in he glanced up and said, “Same as last time?”“Yeah. Black. No sugar.”He nodded once and got to work. When he set the cup down he added, “You always look like you’re waiting for bad news.”I almost smiled. “Occupational ha

  • THE ALPHA’S UNWANTED PLUS-SIZE MATE   Chapter 7

    Clara’s povThe second letter arrived the same way the first one had, tucked under the napkin holder like it belonged there.Marnie slid it across the counter during the mid-morning lull. “Another one. Same handwriting. You going to burn this one too, or actually read it this time?”I stared at the envelope. My name in that same dark ink. No return address. The new heat in my chest, the one that had nothing to do with the old bond, flared once, sharp enough that I had to set the coffee pot down before I dropped it.“I’ll take it upstairs later,” I said.Marnie raised an eyebrow. “Suit yourself. But whatever’s in those letters is clearly not done with you. You’ve been jumpy ever since the first one showed up.”“I’m fine.”“You keep saying that. One of these days I’m going to stop believing you.”I shoved the letter into my apron pocket and kept working. The heat stayed, low and steady, the same way it had for days now. My wolf watched it the way she watched everything else lately, qu

  • THE ALPHA’S UNWANTED PLUS-SIZE MATE   Chapter 6

    Clara’s povThe warmth hit right as I set Frank’s coffee down.It bloomed under my ribs, low, steady, and completely wrong. My hand jerked. The cup rattled against the saucer and coffee sloshed over the rim.Frank looked up from his newspaper. “Whoa. Are you all right?”“Yeah. Sorry.” I grabbed a napkin and wiped the spill, keeping my voice even. “Just clumsy this morning.”He watched me a second longer than usual. “You look like you didn’t sleep. Everything is okay upstairs?”“Fine. Really.”“You sure? You’ve got that same look my daughter used to get when something was eating at her.”“I’m sure.” I forced a small smile. “Extra napkins?”He nodded and let it go, but his eyes stayed on me a moment longer. I moved to the next table before he could ask anything else. The heat didn’t fade. It sat there, pulsing slowly, while I refilled the water and took an order for scrambled eggs and toast. Every time I reached for something it flared a little, like it was answering the movement.Marn

  • THE ALPHA’S UNWANTED PLUS-SIZE MATE   Chapter 5

    Clara’s povMarnie set a plate of eggs and toast in front of me before the diner even opened.“Eat,” she said. “You’re running on coffee and stubbornness again.”I pulled the plate closer. “I ate last night.”“Leftover soup doesn’t count. Sit.”I sat. The kitchen was still quiet, just the low hiss of the grill warming up and the smell of fresh coffee. I ate without arguing. The eggs were good. Everything Marnie cooked was good when she decided you needed it.She leaned against the counter and watched me for a second. “You been sleeping?”“Enough.”“Liar. You’ve got that look again. The one you get when something’s chewing on you.”I shrugged and kept eating. “I’m fine. Just thinking about the tips from last week. I want to put more away.”Marnie nodded like that made sense. “Good. Bank’s open till three if you want to start an account. Or keep it under the mattress if you don’t trust banks. Either way, don’t leave cash in the apron overnight. Someone’ll walk off with it.”“I won’t.”

  • THE ALPHA’S UNWANTED PLUS-SIZE MATE   Chapter 4

    Clara’s povThe letter showed up on a Thursday, tucked under the napkin holder at the counter like it had been waiting for me.Marnie slid it across when I came down for the morning shift. “Mail for you. Postmark from somewhere north. You got people writing already?I stared at the envelope. Plain white. My name in dark ink I recognized even before I touched it. No return address, but I knew.Thanks, I said, and stuck it in my apron pocket without opening it.Marnie raised an eyebrow but didn’t push. “Suit yourself. Coffee’s ready.”I worked the breakfast rush the same as always, eggs, toast, refills, wiping tables. The letter sat against my hip the whole time, a thin square of paper that felt heavier than it should. My wolf had been quiet for weeks. Now she lifted her head, restless, like she could smell something through the paper.I ignored her.By the time the lunch crowd thinned I couldn’t stand it anymore. I took my break out back by the dumpster, sat on the concrete step, an

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