《FAT GIRLS can’t be LUNA》全部章節：第 81 章 - 第 87 章

Mabella's POVI stood up.The whole hall went dead quiet."Thank you," I said to the council chair. I looked around the table slowly, letting my eyes meet every single Alpha. "I’ll keep this short."The claimant’s hands stayed still on the table in front of him."He filed a petition three days ago using old Ashborne succession law," I told them. "Then he withdrew it the same night. He pulled it back because the mandate was activated and he understood what that really meant. But he’s still sitting here. So the petition was never the real goal."Murmurs started spreading around the table."The real goal was this room," I continued. "He wanted all fourteen of you together so you could look at the Ashborne heir before I had any time to stand properly. He wanted to make me a question before I could become an answer."The murmurs died down fast. The hall became completely silent."I am not a question," I said simply. "I am the last Ashborne heir. Luna of the Crest pack. I’m carrying the fir

Mabella's POVYou gave him an escape route,” Renner said as soon as he walked beside me in the hallway outside the council chamber. His voice was low, measured.“I did,” I answered.“Why?” he asked, not letting up. “After everything. The voicemail. The letters. Cael. All of it.” He paused. “You could have left the provision and watched fourteen packs come down on him. He’d have lost everything.”“I know,” I said.“So, why?”I kept walking.“If I ruin him, the Veron pack falls with him,” I said. “There are three thousand people there—none of them had any say in what Kiran Voss did.” I glanced at Renner as we kept moving. “The mandate protects territory. That means all of it, even the parts that were turned against me.”Renner went quiet.“That’s either very wise, or very soft,” he said, watching me.“Neither,” I told him. “It’s practical. Having a destabilized Veron pack at our border is a bigger headache in the long run than a defeated rival under a cooperation agreement.”Renner stud

Mabella's POV"We're almost there."Fred rode up next to me, nodding toward the trees where I spotted the old pack territory markers lining the road.“How far?” I asked.“Twenty minutes,” he answered.The markers came closer. Wolflina moved with that warm, certain feeling of home. Something inside me let go, something I hadn’t realized I’d been holding tight the whole two days.“Serena knows we’re coming,” Alfredo said from my other side.“She’s been awake since dawn,” Fred piped up. “Caspian sent word.”I smiled a little. “Of course she has.”We crossed into the territory. Everything felt familiar again—the roads smoother, the land falling back into place. I sat a little taller. Wolflina pushed forward, energized.Home.Twenty minutes later, the gates rose up just as Fred promised. There wasn’t a formal welcome party. Instead, a small crowd stood at the entrance—people who had heard we were on our way and came to see us for themselves.Sera Kade waited at the front.She looked at me,

Alfredo's POV"That's her," Fred said quietly.I was already kicking my horse forward before the words fully left his mouth.The pre-dawn air was grey and biting cold as I closed the distance. Even from here I could tell it was her — the way she sat that horse, back straight like a queen, chin tilted up, that unshakable certainty in every line of her body. Three years in a bed and she still looked like she owned the damn road.I pulled up beside her.She turned her head and met my eyes."You're faster than I expected," she said, almost amused."You left the charter open to page one hundred and forty-seven," I shot back. "What the hell did you expect?"The corner of her mouth twitched. Almost a smile.I scanned her face, her posture, her hands on the reins. The color was good. Eyes sharp. No shakes. "You alright?""I'm perfectly fine," she said. "I told you I would be.""You told me nothing," I growled. "You left a damn note.""A very thorough note," she corrected, calm as ever.Mabell