All Chapters of The Alpha's Chubby Obsession. : Chapter 71 - Chapter 80

HamiltonI paced the length of the hospital corridor like a caged beast, my hands shaking as I dragged them through my hair. The image of my child on that floor, bloodied and broken, wouldn’t leave me. Her legs—twisted and mangled beyond recognition. No parent should ever have to see their child like that.I kept telling myself she was alive. That she would pull through. That even if she never walked again, she would still be here with me. I could not lose her—not my Bella. Not my jewel.She had been rushed into the emergency ward hours ago. Each passing minute felt like an eternity gnawing at my chest. I stood there, every sound amplified—the squeak of shoes on the linoleum, the soft beeping of machines, the distant murmur of nurses. My heart hammered so loudly it drowned everything else out.Finally, the door opened. The doctor emerged looking pale, his scrubs stained with sweat. He bowed slightly, but I had no patience for pleasantries.“How is my child?” I barked, my voice a mixtu

AinaI was completely taken aback when I heard the announcement that the Silver Crest Pack had gone to war with the Waterford Pack — or even when it actually happened. Everything unfolded so suddenly that I barely had time to process it. For a war, it didn’t even feel like one. What were they thinking? Alpha Hamilton didn't really think he'd win, did he? I had wondered. But when the Luna finally filled me in on what I’d missed, I was left speechless.Had I really been so clueless all this while? So unaware of what was happening right under my nose?“There was no need for you to know,” Osborne said calmly when I brought it up later. “And as you can see, our pack was left untouched.”“Yes, I know what you mean,” I replied, crossing my arms. “But you never told me anything about it.”At that moment, I was sitting across from him in his office. He was busy, his head bent over a few scattered papers, but I could tell he was listening.He finally looked up and said, “Oh really? And how woul

Alpha HamiltonThe hit we took shook me to my core, and now I have to make things right. If I keep going down this path, I’ll destroy my pack completely. I have to make a choice.With Bella now crippled, life will be harder for her, and as her father, I need to do what’s best—even if she ends up hating me for it.The truth is, if she keeps chasing revenge, we’ll be finished for good. I’m not a fool; I know how powerful the Silver Crest Pack is, and I can’t risk provoking them again.To make matters worse, many of our investors have already pulled out. The pack will suffer greatly if I don’t act fast. I need a plan. I need to use what I have left—and that means Bella. Even in her condition, there are still men who might want her.That’s why I’ve been going through a list of potential suitors—men who are wealthy, respectable, and influential. My eyes finally landed on one name: a young, successful businessman, strikingly handsome, the kind of werewolf who could offer her stability and h

“Oh.” That was the only word that left my lips.“Well,” my father said with a chuckle, “we thought it was for the best. Your mother and I plan to settle somewhere peaceful while you both handle the pack’s affairs.”I nodded slowly, a small smile tugging at my mouth. “And it seems someone’s happy to hand over the responsibilities,” I teased, and his laughter filled the room.“Well, my son is all grown now, with a Luna by his side,” he said proudly. “I know that whatever challenges come, you’ll both face them together. It’s the right time, Osborne.”I agreed with him; truthfully, I had been managing most of the pack matters already. My eyes shifted to Aina, sitting poised and graceful beside me—my perfect Luna.“Are you certain you’re ready for the responsibilities, Aina?” my mother asked gently.Aina gave a nervous laugh, brushing her hair behind her ear. “I’m not entirely sure,” she admitted softly, “but at least I know I can always call you for advice.”My mother chuckled. “Always, d

He walked toward me with his usual proud, unhurried gait and sat right across from me. Without saying a word at first, he dragged my wheelchair closer until I was right in front of him. His piercing eyes locked onto mine, and I could feel the weight of his gaze.“Is that the kind of life you want again?” he asked in a low, sharp tone. “That shallow lifestyle you used to live—showing off, parading yourself like some trophy?” He laughed then, a hard, rough sound that made my stomach twist.“Have you ever wondered why I’ve kept you locked up all this time? Why I even bought you?” His words sliced through me. I gasped, even though part of me didn’t want to hear the truth.“I’ll tell you,” he continued darkly. “I’ll tell you why I didn’t kill you and why I’ve let you live all these years.”And as he spoke, I saw it clearly this time, the anger, the resentment, the hatred, and the disgust in his eyes. It made me swallow hard.“If it weren’t for this damn mating bond,” he went on, his voice