บททั้งหมดของ The Alpha King's Plus Size Mate : บทที่ 131 - บทที่ 140

Olivia's POV The small crowd that had gathered around us began murmuring among themselves, many openly pointing accusing fingers at me without even knowing what truly happened.“Look at her… so fat and yet so wicked-hearted,” someone muttered from the side with disgust.“Just look at how she treats her younger sister. Who knows how much that poor girl suffers behind closed doors?” another person added self-righteously.“Ugly people always carry ugly hearts,” a woman scoffed.“She probably thinks she’s above everyone now because she got mated to a Lycan Lord.”“I even heard Alpha Kingsley refused to mark her properly. He’s only keeping her around because of the mate bond and physical needs.”“Really?”“So she’s basically just a bed warmer and wolfless trash.”The insults and hateful whispers increased rapidly, spreading through the crowd like wildfire.Sophia lowered her head slightly, pretending to cry softly, but I still caught the faint victorious smirk hidden at the corner of her

Olivia’s POVMy face turned pale after everything I had just overheard.I held tightly onto the wall for support as I slowly forced myself toward the kitchen. My knees felt weak, almost unable to carry my weight, while my entire body felt unbearably heavy like I could collapse at any moment.But somehow…I kept moving.I bit down hard on my lips, struggling not to make a sound.Not to cry.Not to scream.So that was it.A placeholder.Someone useful enough to secure his ambition… and disposable afterward.I suddenly understood everything now.The royal robe.The expensive dresses.The sudden public defense.All of it now felt like mockery.Like a cruel joke I was too foolish to understand earlier.I finally managed to reach the kitchen and immediately grabbed a glass of water with trembling fingers.The cool liquid slid down my throat slowly.Oddly enough, my stomach was no longer growling from hunger.It was as though the words I overheard had completely shut down my body.“It’s goin

Olivia’s POV Linda and I arrived at the venue for the final trial of the Lycan Chairmanship election, and the entire place was already packed to the brim with people. Even more were still trooping in from every direction. For a moment, it honestly felt like today’s crowd was even larger than the attendance from the previous trials. Well… It wasn’t every day one got the opportunity to witness Lycan Lords battle openly against one another. Naturally, almost everyone attending the Wolf Conference had gathered here today. The atmosphere buzzed with excitement, tension, and anticipation. The guards Alpha Kingsley assigned to follow me helped us navigate through the overwhelming crowd without much difficulty. People moved aside quickly once they noticed them escorting us. I guess they weren’t completely useless after all. A faint bitter smile crossed my lips. Too bad I never truly belonged here in the first place. And unfortunately… Those same guards might become obstacles to

Olivia’s POV“You lost,” Alpha Damien declared with a smug smile spreading across his face.The Sacred Flame Pack Lycan Lord struggled slightly while rising from the shattered floor of the arena, blood dripping from the wounds across his chest.Despite his unwillingness to admit defeat openly, everyone already knew the outcome.“Alpha Damien, Lycan Lord of the Blue Rain Pack, wins!” Elder Gabriel announced loudly.The crowd erupted instantly.Cheers.Shouts.Excited roars filled the venue.The Blue Rain Pack members were especially loud, celebrating proudly as if they themselves had won the battle.Alpha Damien walked out of the ring calmly, his white robe barely stained despite the intensity of the fight.As he passed by Alpha Kingsley’s direction, he deliberately cast him a smug sideways glance.A silent provocation.A challenge.But Alpha Kingsley remained seated calmly like before, his expression unreadable.Some warriors from the Sacred Flame Pack quickly rushed into the arena af

Olivia’s POVThe crowd suddenly went silent as the Crescent Moon Pack Lycan Lord collapsed onto the stage moments after being declared the winner of the fight.The earlier excitement vanished instantly.Confusion spread across the venue.“What’s happening?” someone asked nervously.“I don’t know… he just collapsed,” the man beside him replied while staring at the stage in shock.The audience quickly broke into murmurs and discussions as healers from the Crescent Moon Pack rushed toward the arena to assist their Lycan Lord.“He’ll be fine.”“It’s probably just the aftereffects of activating the Crescent Mark,” the same guy from earlier spoke again calmly.This time, nobody mocked or doubted him.The people who had insulted him earlier could only lower their heads awkwardly in embarrassment while avoiding eye contact.After allowing the crowd to settle slightly, Elder Gabriel returned to the center of the stage.“The Lycan Lord of the Crescent Moon Pack will recover after resting for so