All Chapters of The Alpha's Chubby Obsession. : Chapter 61 - Chapter 70

We invited them into the receiving room where we were all seated. The Alpha was the only one missing.“Excuse me for a moment, I need to bring my husband,” Luna Olivia said before stepping out.Not long after, Osborne’s phone rang. He glanced at the screen and stood. “Hey, I’ll be right back,” he said, slipping out to answer the call, while I was alone with my parents and Clara.“I should probably tell you everything now that we’re alone,” my mother began, her eyes fixed on me.But I shook my head. “There’s no need. It looks like you’ve already been through enough.”She smiled faintly, though it didn’t quite reach her eyes. “But you still deserve to know how it all came about”Again, I shook my head. “The Alpha already explained what he did to you, so I understand—at least to a degree. But it’s not me you owe answers to. It’s her, at least I have vented my anger on you already.”I gestured toward Clara. “She’s the one you need to explain yourself to. I know it couldn’t have been easy,

OsborneWith most things settled, one problem still nagged at me: Bella. I couldn’t let her pull another stunt, so I picked up my phone and dialed Alpha Hamilton.He hesitated, then answered. “If you’re calling about my daughter’s little tantrums, you’re wasting your time,” he said — calm on the surface, but with something dangerous under it.“I’m not calling about that, Alpha Hamilton,” I said, my eyes on Aina and Clara chatting a little way off. “I’m calling about the deal from our last meeting.” He quieted for a while before he asked “why are you bringing it up now?”.I let out a short laugh. “Another pack’s willing to take the contract at the price we wanted. If I give it to you, we lose money — hope that makes it clear.” I heard him bang his hand somewhere and spit, “You wouldn’t dare.”I inhaled slowly. “Try me. If you don’t want your business and your pack falling behind, you’d better put your daughter in order. If anything like what happened yesterday repeats itself again, you

The moment I rushed into the room, the sight that met me was enough to freeze me in place. Aina stood there, clutching the bed sheet tightly against her body, faint streaks of blood staining her skin. My mother, who had followed closely behind, gasped loudly—and that was when my eyes dropped to Walton. He was sprawled on the floor, chest heaving faintly, barely clinging to life.I moved quickly to Aina, scanning her body with frantic eyes, desperate to see if she had been harmed in any way.“I’m not hurt… he is,” she said softly, searching my gaze. But I couldn’t allow myself to believe it just yet. If there was even the slightest scratch on her, I would never forgive myself.“What happened?” I demanded.“I just came out of the shower and was about to dress when he burst in,” she explained, her voice trembling. The words tore through me—she had been vulnerable, exposed. Rage burned hot in my veins at the thought that he might have seen her like that.“Then what did you do?” I pressed,

OwenAt first I couldn’t believe it. But when he actually spoke the words, when Hamilton asked if my son was dead, the shock went beyond disbelief and dug into something raw. Why would Hamilton wish harm on my boy? He hadn’t done anything to deserve that. Nothing.It made no sense. The same man who’d grown up beside me, the one who’d once saved me from bandits, the man I called friend, how could he now plot my son’s death? The memory of past favors only made the betrayal sharper. And yet the words were there; the intent was clear.I cut off all dealings with him straightaway. Thank God I recorded the call, proof I could use when the time came to settle this properly. How dare he. Only yesterday his daughters had caused a scene at my son’s wedding; today Hamilton wanted Osborne dead, my heir.I picked up the phone and called Benson, my beta. He answered immediately. “Sir, as you said, it’s done,” he reported.“Good,” I said, hard. “No one in this world pulls a stunt like that on my son

Alpha HamiltonEverything has finally fallen apart. Today, an official letter arrived on my desk, signed by Owen himself—informing me that he would be coming here to discuss why I tried to kill his son. Not a call. Not a private word between so-called allies. A letter. Formal and cold.The message was clear: he has cut me off entirely.And yet, what infuriates me most is the arrogance. Who the hell does he think he is? That I will crawl on my knees before him? Beg for mercy? I will never do that. I’ve endured too much already, swallowed my pride for too long. Owen thinks himself above me, but he forgets I know him too well. He wants to see me squirm, but I won’t give him the satisfaction.Yes, the ties between our packs are severed. Yes, the Waterford Pack has taken a hit, and the setback gnaws at us. But we are far from finished. Even in this broken state, we stand stronger than before I clawed my way into power. I may not have achieved every ambition, but I achieved enough. Enough to