All Chapters of OBSESSED With The PLUS-SIZE LUNA: Chapter 141 - Chapter 150

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The Ghost Who Chose Us

Mabella's POV "Talk to me," Alfredo said, his boots crunching softly on the dry grass as he found me under the orange tree. The late hour had turned the valley below into a dark stretch of nothing, just shadows and the occasional distant flicker of pack fires. The baby was safe with Serena a few corridors back, probably dozing off with that stubborn little fist curled around nothing. I didn't turn right away. Just kept staring out like the dark might spit up answers if I waited long enough."He arranged the betrothal," I said, my voice coming out flatter than I meant. The night air felt cool on my skin, carrying that faint citrus bite from the tree overhead. "He set the whole thing in motion. The kitchen, the mate bond, you choosing me—it was engineered by a man who felt guilty about a woman he couldn't protect."Alfredo lowered himself beside me on the old stone bench, close enough that his thigh pressed warm against mine. He didn't push, just sat there solid like he always did, sc

One Ordinary Thing

Mabella's POV "She's been waiting outside the healer's hall for an hour," Vida told me, appearing in the Luna quarters doorway with that quiet way of hers that never quite hid the worry lines around her eyes. "Kaia. She won't say what she wants. She just says she needs to speak to the Luna."I looked up from the baby, who was nestled against my chest doing that half-dozing thing where her little fists kept opening and closing like she was dreaming of grabbing the moon. The late afternoon light slanted through the windows, catching the faint convergence markers on her wrist that still made my wolf hum protective every time I saw them. After the siege, after Elan's tired apologies and Alfredo's dad's letter cracking open old wounds, quiet moments like this felt earned. Sacred, almost."Send her in," I said, shifting the baby a little higher so she could keep snoozing against my shoulder. My braid fell forward and she grabbed at it with that stubborn grip of hers, the one that had even

The Pack Builds a Queen

Alfredo's POV "Three weeks," Fred said, slapping the master schedule down on the war room table with the specific energy of a man who had been waiting for the logistical phase and had prepared accordingly. The stack landed with a heavy thud that echoed off the stone walls.I stared at it. Sixteen goddamn pages. "Fred," I said, rubbing the scar along my jaw as my wolf stirred with a mix of amusement and dread."Fourteen allied delegations are arriving," Fred told me without looking up, already flipping through the first few sheets like they were battle plans. "Each requires accommodation, security assessment, dietary consideration, and formal greeting protocol. The coronation ceremony itself has seven distinct stages each with separate rehearsal requirements. The pack feast requires—""Fred," I cut in again, leaning forward on the table.Fred finally looked up, eyebrows raised like I'd interrupted a sacred ritual."Give Serena three pages of it," I told him, holding his gaze steady.

The Last Shadow Falls

Mabella's POV "How did you know?" I asked Alfredo again later that evening, the words slipping out soft as we walked the quiet corridor toward the healer's hall. The coronation plans still buzzed in my head—Serena already rearranging half the war room like it was her personal territory—but my mind kept circling back to him handing her those pages without me saying a word.Alfredo bumped my shoulder with his, that familiar grin tugging at the corner of his mouth. "Because I know you, Luna. You carry everything until someone pries a piece loose. Figured Serena would snatch it up and run with it. She's been waiting for something big since the siege broke."I leaned into him, the baby's weight warm and solid in the sling against my chest. "You're getting too good at this mate thing. Reading me like one of Fred's damn schedules."He chuckled low, arm sliding around my waist. "Had practice. All those nights under the orange tree, you're processing Aldric's letter. Or in our quarters when

The Woman Who Burned Water

Mabella's POV "I don't deserve this," Collins told me, sitting across the table in the small meeting room with his hands folded tight like he was afraid they'd shake if he let them loose. His face carried the wreckage of a man who had finally stopped constructing things to hide behind—lines deeper around his eyes, shoulders slumped under the plain cloak he'd chosen for the journey south."No," I agreed, leaning back in my chair and watching him steadily. The baby slept in the cradle beside me, her soft breaths the only gentle sound in the room. After Elan's last session yesterday, after watching him look at her one final time and call her grip good, this felt like the next thread that needed cutting clean. "You don't."He held my gaze anyway, old pride flickering before it died out. "Then why?""Because the Southern Province needs governance and you know it better than anyone," I told him simply. The words came out even, but my wolf paced slowly under my ribs, still wary after every

She Turned the Horse Around

Alfredo's POV "She came back," Fred told me, sticking his head into the war room where I was half-buried in another stack of coronation notes Serena had marked up in red ink. His voice carried that specific surprise that made my wolf snap to attention immediately.I pushed the papers aside and stood fast, boots already moving before my brain caught up. "Senna?"Fred nodded, falling in step beside me as we headed down the corridor. "At the gate. On horseback. Alone. No delegation, no riders, just her and a beat-up travel bag. Looks like she rode hard."The palace halls felt alive around us, pack members calling greetings and laughing about feast preparations, but my mind sharpened on Senna. That woman had ridden through the night for us during the siege, brought her riders like a storm when we needed them most, then turned back toward Ironvale once the red markers went dark. What the hell was she doing back now, days before the coronation?I picked up the pace, scar pulling tight alo

The Mate She Refused to See

Mabella's POV "You were suggesting Renner," Senna said, sitting across from me in the small east wing sitting room with a directness that was entirely characteristic. She leaned forward slightly, elbows on her knees, her travel-worn cloak still draped over the back of the chair like she hadn't decided yet whether she was staying or bolting.I held her gaze without flinching, the late afternoon light filtering through the narrow windows and catching the silver threads in her braid. The baby dozed in the cradle beside me, tiny fist curled around the edge of her blanket, her soft breaths a steady reminder of everything we'd fought for. After Elan's departure at dawn, after Collins riding south with his ghosts and his new orders, the palace felt quieter, but Senna's return had stirred the air again."Yes," I said simply.Senna went quiet for a moment, her fingers tapping once against her thigh before stilling. The room smelled faintly of the orange tree outside and the herbal tea Serena

The Luna the Territory Chose

Mabella's POV "The dress is ready," Vida told me, appearing in the Luna quarters doorway with that expression she wore when she had been managing something carefully and was finally ready to reveal it. Her hands were clasped in front of her, but I could see the faint tremor of pride or nerves or both.I looked up from where I sat by the window, the baby dozing in the cradle beside me. The late morning light spilled across the floor, warm and golden, catching on the faint convergence markers on my daughter's wrist like tiny stars under her skin. Two weeks. The words had been echoing in my head for days now, mixing with the hum of coronation preparations that filled every corridor—Serena's voice barking orders about seating, Kaia's serious little footsteps as she helped with herb lists, Fred muttering about delegation protocols like the fate of the territory depended on napkin folds."The Ashborne piece arrived this morning," Vida continued, stepping fully into the room and closing th

When the Walls Began to Fall

Alfredo's POV "They're in the east garden," Fred told me, appearing at my shoulder with that expression he wore when he was reporting something he found personally significant but was professionally committed to describing neutrally. He stood there like a man delivering battle updates, shoulders squared, but his eyes had that glint that said he was fighting a grin.I looked at him, pausing mid-step in the corridor where I'd been heading to check on the latest feast supply lists Serena had probably rewritten three times already. The palace hummed around us with coronation energy—servants carrying linens, Kaia's serious little voice drifting from somewhere down the hall arguing about herb placements, the distant sound of hammers as they finished the staging in the main hall. Two weeks out. The words kept hitting me at odd moments, reminding me how fast everything had shifted since the siege ended."Together," Fred added, like he couldn't quite believe it himself."Together," I repeate

You Changed Everything

Mabella's POV "Everything is as ready as it can be," Fred told me, setting the final checklist on the table with a quiet thud that somehow carried more weight than it should have. He looked tired but satisfied, the kind of tired that came from weeks of turning chaos into order, the siege scars still faint in the lines around his eyes even though the red markers had been gone for what felt like a lifetime now.I looked at the checklist, pages and pages of tight, precise handwriting covering delegations, seating, security rotations, feast menus, rehearsal times for the seven stages of the ceremony. Two weeks had somehow become ten days. The palace hummed with a different kind of tension these days—not the sharp edge of survival, but the steady pulse of something being built right. "Elan is gone," I said, my voice quieter than I expected as I traced a finger down one column of names."Left at dawn," Fred confirmed, leaning against the edge of the table. "The escort confirmed clear bor

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