All Chapters of OBSESSED With The PLUS-SIZE LUNA: Chapter 151 - Chapter 160

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Yes, There’s a Reason

Mabella's POV "They're all looking at you," Lira told me quietly, walking beside me through the palace courtyard where the arriving delegations were settling into their positions for the formal welcome. Her voice carried that sharp, observant edge she’d had since she rode in with her father three days ago, like she was cataloging every detail and filing it away for later examination.I looked straight ahead, chin lifted, shoulders squared under the simple tunic I’d chosen for today’s arrivals instead of anything ceremonial. The courtyard buzzed with controlled energy—servants moving with purpose, banners of a dozen packs fluttering in the light breeze, the distant sound of horses being led to stables, and voices rising in careful greetings. Ten days until the coronation. The number kept hitting me at odd moments, a steady drum under everything else."They're supposed to be looking at me," I told her, a small smile tugging at the corner of my mouth despite the weight in my chest. My

First Time in Eight Years

Alfredo's POV "She told me," Renner said, and his voice on the Ruby channel had that specific quality I had been watching develop since the council—the one where the carefully maintained composure had started showing its edges. It cracked just a little at the seams, like a man who had carried too much for too long and was finally letting some light through the armor.I leaned back in the chair in the small side chamber off the war room, the late evening light casting long shadows across the table. The palace was quieter now that most of the delegations had settled for the night, but the air still hummed with that pre-coronation energy—distant laughter from the kitchens, the faint clink of preparations, the soft coos of our daughter drifting from the quarters where Mabella was probably rocking her to sleep. Ten days until they crowned her. The number felt both impossible and exactly right."What did you say to her?" I asked, keeping my voice low and steady. The Ruby channel felt inti

The Luna I Earned to Become

Mabella's POV Seven Days"Seven days," Serena announced from the doorway of the coronation hall where she had been overseeing the setup for the past three hours with the specific authority of someone who considered this personally important and professionally non-negotiable. She stood with her hands on her hips, eyes narrowed at the east floral arrangement, as if it had personally offended her entire bloodline.Fred looked at the arrangement, then at Serena, his expression carefully blank. "It's exactly as you specified," he told her, voice flat but patient after what had to be the tenth adjustment of the morning."I specified it wrong," Serena told him pleasantly, tilting her head as if the flowers had shifted on their own just to spite her. "I've reconsidered. Move it three feet left."Fred opened his mouth, probably to point out that they had already moved it twice, but I cut in from beside him before he could start."Fred," I said quietly.He closed his mouth, sighed the sigh of

Space I Refused To Surrender

Mabella's POV Kaia's Question"If I'm fat when I grow up," Kaia asked, standing in the middle of the dispute hall after the morning session had cleared, her voice carrying the specific gravity of someone who had been holding a question for a long time and had finally decided this was the moment, "can I still do what you do?"The hall was empty except for the two of us. The long wooden benches still held the faint echo of arguments that had filled the space an hour earlier—two farmers disputing water rights, a merchant claiming a broken contract, voices rising and falling until both sides left shaking hands and grumbling but resolved. Now it was just quiet stone and sunlight slanting through the high windows, dust motes dancing in the beams.I looked at this twelve-year-old girl. At the serious eyes and the specific courage it had taken to ask that particular question in that particular way. Her braid was a little messy from running after the session, her tunic rumpled, but her chin

Where The Real Luna Lives

Alfredo's POV "She's in the healer's hall again," Fred told me, appearing at the war room door with that careful look he got when he wasn't sure how much to say. "Third morning in a row. Pre-dawn. She's been going before I wake up."I looked up from the stack of final delegation confirmations spread across the table, my hand freezing mid-turn on a page. The war room felt too bright this early, sunlight cutting through the high windows and catching on the maps still pinned from the siege days. Five days. The number kept hitting me like a low punch every time I thought about it. Five days until they crowned her in that burgundy dress with the old silver piece warm against her skin."Is she alright?" I asked immediately, already pushing back from the table. My scar pulled tight along my jaw as the wolf in me stirred, protective and alert. After everything—the siege, Elan leaving lighter, Collins riding south, Senna turning her horse around, Lira asking to stay—the last thing I wanted w

The Healer's Hall At Five

Mabella's POV "You don't have to be here," Vida told me at five in the morning, not looking up from the patient she was attending, her voice carrying that specific warmth that had replaced the careful assessment a long time ago. The healer's hall was quiet except for the low crackle of a lantern and the faint rustle of supplies on the shelves. Pre-dawn light was just starting to creep through the high windows, soft and gray."I know," I said, rolling up my sleeves and washing my hands in the basin. The water was cool against my skin, grounding in a way the coronation rehearsals never were. Four days. The number kept echoing in my head like a drum I couldn't quite silence."You have a coronation in four days," Vida told me, still focused on mixing a compound with steady hands."I know," I said again, drying my hands on a clean cloth."Elder Bowen has requested three rehearsal sessions today," she continued, glancing at me now with that healer look that saw too much."I know," I said,

She Was Still Remarkable

Mabella's POV "Annabella wants to attend," Fred told me, appearing at the Luna quarters door with that careful expression he wore when old threads from the past suddenly pulled tight again.I looked up from the baby, who was nestled against my chest doing that half-dozing thing where her tiny fists kept opening and closing. "The coronation," Fred clarified, stepping inside and closing the door softly behind him."I know what she wants to attend," I said, rocking the baby gently. "Where is she now?""Southern residential block," Fred told me. "She's been there since the delegations arrived. She hasn't come to the palace. She sent a formal request through the standard channels instead of coming directly.""She didn't want to assume," I said, more to myself than to him. The baby shifted, grabbing at my braid with that stubborn little grip, and I let her hold on while my mind turned over the name. Annabella. The woman who had testified in that hall, who had driven three hours alone in

The Pack Already Chose

Alfredo's POV "Everyone is asleep," Fred told me from the doorway of the war room at a late hour, and his voice had that specific quality it had on the nights when everything was done and he didn't quite know what to do with the absence of the doing. He lingered there, shoulders loose for once, but his eyes kept flicking down the corridor like he was still waiting for the next crisis to announce itself."Almost everyone," I told him, looking at the Luna quarters door down the corridor. The soft glow of the lamp spilled under the gap, warm and steady against the dark stone floor. I knew that light. Mabella was still up, probably rocking the baby or staring out the window at the valley, turning tomorrow over in her mind the way she did when the big thing felt too large.Fred followed my gaze, nodding once. "The lamp is on.""Yes," I said.We stood in the corridor for a moment, the palace quieter than it had been in months. No siege engines rumbling. No red markers blinking threats on

The Morning of the Crown

Mabella's POV "Stop moving," Vida told me, her hands working through my hair with the efficiency of someone who had decided exactly how this was going to look and considered the matter settled. Her fingers were steady, braiding with the same calm precision she used when treating wounds in the healer's hall."I'm not moving," I said, sitting as still as I could on the low stool in front of the mirror. My heart was hammering harder than it had during the worst nights of the siege, but I kept my shoulders relaxed on purpose."Your left shoulder," Vida told me, not missing a beat. "It does the thing when you're thinking too hard.""I'm not thinking too hard," I said, even though I absolutely was. The dress hung ready on the stand beside us, deep burgundy catching the morning light. The Ashborne piece lay on the table, old silver warm and waiting."You absolutely are," Maren said from the corner where she was gently rocking the baby. "You can see it from here. That little twitch. Same on

The Luna They Chose

Mabella's POV "Are you ready?" Alfredo asked, and we were standing outside the coronation hall doors. The sound of fourteen allied delegations and ten thousand pack members rumbled through the thick wood like a living heartbeat. Everything had been building toward this specific morning, and there was nowhere else to be."Yes," I told him simply, squeezing his hand once. My voice came out steadier than I felt, but his presence beside me—broad shoulder brushing mine, the familiar scent of leather and wild pack runs—grounded the wolf in me. The Ashborne piece rested warm at my collarbone. The burgundy dress moved with me like it had been waiting for this day as long as I had. Four days of early mornings in the healer's hall, of Kaia's serious questions, of Lira watching everything with hungry eyes, of Senna and Renner's garden talks stretching longer... it had all led here.Alfredo leaned in, pressing his forehead to mine for a brief second. "You've been ready since that kitchen," he m

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