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Chapter 36: No Dress for the Outcast
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2026-07-21 11:21:04
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kneel Before Your Plus-Size Luna CHAPTER 49: THE CRUEL GAME OF KINDNESS
AMARA’S POVThe silence Tanya left behind lasted only a few seconds.Then the whispers returned. Only this time, they were quieter. Sharper. Far more dangerous.I remained standing beside my chair, watching Tanya glide effortlessly toward Lady Florence, where the noblewomen welcomed her with bright smiles and respectful bows. She looked every bit the future High Luna—elegant, graceful, untouched by the dirt of the world.Almost everyone in the pavilion watched her. No one watched me.At least... that was what they wanted me to believe."They looked awfully familiar," a whisper drifted from somewhere behind me."I've never seen Lady Tanya speak to her before," another woman answered softly."Neither have I. Then why would Lady Tanya comfort her?""I don't know..." A pause. "...Perhaps she feels guilty.""Guilty? For taking what was supposed to belong to that girl?"Several ladies frowned. One immediately shook her head. "Don't be ridiculous. The High Alpha chose Lady Tanya.
kneel Before Your Plus-Size Luna CHAPTER 48: A SEAT TOO SMALL FOR HER
AMARA’S POVMorning arrived far too quickly.I had barely slept. Every time my eyes closed, the heavy silence of the night brought Kael's voice roaring back into my mind."You are too fat to be my Luna."Then came the chorus. The sneering nobles at the Summit. The cruel merchants in the market. Serena. Vivian. Even in the temporary safety of my dreams, there was nowhere to hide from them.A sharp, timid knock sounded at my bedroom door. "Lady Amara?" Martha's gentle voice reached me through the dark wood. "It's almost time.""I know."I stared at my reflection one last time before pulling open the door.Martha offered a warm, comforting smile. "You look beautiful, my lady."I managed a weak, fragile smile. "Thank you, Martha."She frowned slightly, stepping closer. "You don't believe me.""I..." My voice faltered, raw and strained. "I'm trying to."Martha looked like she wanted to say a hundred different things, but instead, she simply reached out and adjusted the delicat
kneel Before Your Plus-Size Luna CHAPTER 47: THE WEIGHT OF THEIR WORDS
AMARA’S POV The market grew quieter the longer I walked. Not because people had suddenly lost interest in my misery, but because they wanted to watch. I could feel their eyes clinging to me with every agonizing step I took across the uneven cobblestones. Every whisper seemed louder than the last, echoing off the stone storefronts like sharp whips. "That's her." "The girl High Alpha Kael rejected." "The wolfless one who brought disaster to the northern front." "Goddess above... she really is vast, isn't she?" "Poor thing. She probably deluded herself into thinking she could actually become High Luna." I kept my gaze fixed rigidly on the ground ahead of me. Just keep walking. Don't stop. Don't let them see you break. The paper bag of dried herbs Martha had asked me to collect felt unusually heavy in my trembling arms. A little boy standing outside the apothecary pointed directly at my waist. "Mother... is that the girl everyone in the town is talking
kneel Before Your Plus-Size Luna CHAPTER 46: THE PERFECT SCAPEGOAT
TANYA’S POV The palace had never been this quiet. Not after a victory. Not after a defeat. Not even when old kings passed into memory. The silence felt wrong—heavy, suffocating, and thick with unnatural tension. Every servant moved with frantic, hurried steps down the corridor. Every royal guard gripped his broadsword hilt as if an unseen phantom were stalking the hallways. Every noble lowered their voice to a hushed, paranoid whisper whenever another shadow crossed their path. The entire imperial capital was drowning in pure, unadulterated fear. I stood before the floor-to-ceiling windows of my private chambers, watching black, bruised storm clouds gather over the jagged northern peaks where Kael had disappeared. Three days. Three whole days with no official dispatch, no imperial raven, and no trace of the High Alpha. Behind me, the door clicked open. Lady Celeste entered quietly, performing a swift, low bow. "My lady." I didn't turn around. "What news from the
kneel Before Your Plus-Size Luna CHAPTER 45: THE FIRST CRACK IN THE WALL
AMARA’S POVI kept walking.I didn't look back at the servants. I didn't need to. I could feel their eyes like tiny needles sinking into my back.The whispers flared up the exact second I passed them. Soft. Careful. Cruel.I had grown accustomed to whispers over the years—they were the persistent background noise of my life. But today, they sounded sharper. Maybe because I was finally listening with eyes wide open."That's her.""The rejected mate.""She looks even larger in person.""How did she ever delude herself into thinking the High Alpha would accept her?""Perhaps she thought the ancestral bond would force his hand."My steps slowed. My fingers curled into tight fists at my sides, but I forced my feet to keep moving."She should be grateful he broke it off in the capital.""Grateful?" A soft, nasty laugh. "He humiliated her in front of the entire High Council.""Good. Perhaps now she'll finally understand her place."My chest constricted tightly. I kept moving.
kneel Before Your Plus-Size Luna CHAPTER 44: THE GIRL EVERYONE COULD LAUGH AT
AMARA’S POV The sound of Serena’s laughter followed me all the way down the corridor. I kept walking. That was the only thing left to do—one foot in front of the other. My body felt impossibly heavy, every single step dragging against the polished marble floor as though the palace itself were trying to pull me down into the earth. I could still feel the dull ache in my knees and the deep, marrow-deep weakness in my limbs. A strange, unnatural exhaustion had settled over me ever since the night of the Summit. I had tried to pretend it was nothing. I had tried to convince myself that I was simply tired—that the sleepless nights, the public humiliation, the broken bond, and the endless tears had finally caught up with my physical frame. But the terrifying truth was that I had never felt this weak before. Not even during the darkest days after my father's death. My hand slid along the cold stone wall as I walked, my fingers brushing against the marble for balance. I hated th
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