All Chapters of The Alpha's Obsession: Chapter 41 - Chapter 50

Saoirse’s PoV “He’s awakened!” Venus’s voice cracked with panic. The broom hovered mid-air beneath us, its magic humming against my palms. Across the chamber, Vlad’s black eyes burned with fury. “Where do you think you’re going?” he hissed. “You both belong to me. And you—” his finger stabbed toward Venus “—I’ll kill you, mutt, for betraying me!” He flicked his hands, but nothing happened. The sight almost made me laugh—this supposed Master, flailing like a fool. His gaze dropped to the cursed iron biting into his wrist. Rage twisted his face. “Get on the broom, Venus. Now—before the others come!” She clambered on behind me just as the door burst open. “Master Vlad!” Brea’s shrill cry was the last sound I heard before Venus and I shot out the window. The night air struck my face like ice. I thought dawn was near for a moment, but realization settled: I had been trapped in their twisted world of reversed days. I had slept through sunlight; night was all I’d ever seen here. Fog

Renzo’s POV It had taken every ounce of my willpower not to storm into the Coven’s lair and check Saoirse myself to ensure she was unharmed. Azalea had spoken to her brother two hours ago and was now sleeping peacefully, but I couldn’t stop replaying every word of their conversation. I love my mate. I can’t breathe without Aza. She is my anchor, my salvation. But the obsession I’ve carried for Saoirse my whole life wouldn't vanish overnight. It’s ingrained in me, woven into who I am. I fight it every day, every night, because if I don’t, it will consume me. When she was kidnapped, I nearly lost control. Rage clawed at me, demanding I tear Blaze apart for failing to protect her. My instincts screamed to go on a rampage, to bring the world down until I had her back. That’s why I brought my family here—where I could hold on to some semblance of control. It took time to regain Aza’s trust; I can’t afford to lose it again. She keeps me sane. She was made for me. And yet, a part of me st

Saoirse's POV “Hello, Red.” A whimper died in my throat. That was Vlad’s name for me when I was his captive. “Renzo?” My voice cracked. My silk nightgown clung to my shoulders, slipping open to my waist. I’d bought it thinking of Blaze, not realizing our home would constantly be crawling with visitors. I hastily tried to cover the side, which was baring one leg to my hip. Renzo’s eyes flickered—unnatural, hungry. His fists clenched, and the bulge in his pants swelled. I froze, my heart pounding. I yanked the robe closed across my breasts, but the fabric betrayed me, pressing them up and out instead of hiding anything. Then Pietr appeared, sliding neatly between us. “Lady Saoirse, your children are sleeping. I just checked on them. You should rest. I’ll watch over them.” His gentle tone cracked the spell. I nodded, fleeing to my room and slamming the door. My back hit the wood as my chest rose and fell in ragged bursts. I stripped off the robe and stepped into the shower where

Saoirse’s POV “I should’ve tried this on before today. It’s too tight.” I tugged at my Poison Ivy suit, trying to keep my breasts from spilling out. They were barely contained. My idea had been simple—no wig, just fiery red hair and some green silk. But now, staring in the mirror, panic bubbled up. “Goddess, my butt looks huge.” “You have the body, girl—own it.” Elda slicked red gloss onto her lips, jutting her hips at the mirror. Her skirt was so short I was scandalized. “What on earth are you wearing? That dress is practically indecent.” Blaze would have set me on fire with his glare if I ever tried to walk out like that. “I’m a hooker witch,” she announced, smirking. “Not all of us have horny husbands waiting in our rooms all day. Be glad my room isn’t next to yours—everyone knows what you and Blaze get up to.” Heat crept up my cheeks. “Elda—” “Don’t play innocent, Saoirse. Someone’s getting lucky tonight, and it won’t be me,” she added with a wiggle of her ass. Before I cou

Blaze's POV My voice was low but unyielding. “Talk to me, Saoirse. Did he kiss you? I won’t get angry. I know how manipulative he is. Even my sister sees it—she’s been crying all day. He lost control the moment he thought you were gone.” Her cheeks flushed, guilt and shame warring across her face. My chest clenched. It wasn’t her fault. “My wolf was enraged,” I admitted, my voice rough. “Renzo acted as if you were his mate. He attacked me and blamed me for your disappearance. We fought to kill.” She shook her head, hugging me tightly, her tears soaking into my shirt. And still, part of me loved those tears—because they were shed for me. “I can’t lose you, Blaze. We need you. Your children and I need you.” “You won’t,” I swore. “Tomorrow morning, Aza and Renzo will return to their pack. It’ll delay our plans, but Vlad was here last night. He only left when Mira and Elda’s blood seal held. The spell can’t be broken unless one of them dies.” Saoirse’s eyes widened. “That’s