All Chapters of The Cursed Lycan's Plus-size Obsession : Chapter 131 - Chapter 140

Serenity,It was an impulsive decision I had taken hastily last night. Who knew you could feel breathless just by missing someone so badly. The ache sat low in my chest, a quiet pressure that refused to ease even after hours of tossing. I woke at exactly two in the morning, the sheets cool against my skin, and the emptiness in my chest sharp enough to make my throat tighten. Without thinking, I rose and cooked whatever he liked, the familiar motions steadying my hands while my pulse still fluttered unevenly.The territory was twice as large as the werewolf pack where I lived previously. The first gate, where his head office stood, led to a ten-floored building that looked like an exclusive Alpha Packhouse. Sunlight caught on the clean lines of stone and glass, and the air carried the faint scent of polished metal and distant pine.A few guards gathered in the yard, staring at us with wide eyes. Their postures stiffened the moment they noticed Levante, shoulders squaring, hands hoveri

Serenity,Outside the office the low murmur of voices continued. The Lycan Queen and Rosalie believed the morning belonged to them.I rose without sound and moved to the doorway that separated the two spaces. From there I could see everything. Rosalie sat with her hands folded, eyes flicking toward the water purifier every few minutes. The Lycan Queen leaned back against the lounge cushions, speaking in a tone that dripped with satisfaction.“Once the drug takes hold he will not refuse you,” she said. “A single night is all we need. You are far better suited to stand at his side than that rejected girl ever was. You have the bloodline, the grace, the training. She has nothing but a name he should have discarded long ago. How dare he try to bring a divorcée into my family. It will ruin my family’s name.”Rosalie curved her lips. “Your Grace. Are you sure he will take responsibility for me? It is my dignity. What will happen if he ruins it and never accepts me? I will have nothing left

SerenityThroughout the days that followed, I found myself attending a seemingly endless string of appointments. There were medical checkups to ensure my health was fully restored after everything I had endured, followed by dress fittings that stretched late into the evenings. Each one required careful measurements, adjustments, and decisions that left me both excited and drained.I had always dreamed of wearing a red gown for my wedding, ever since I was young. Dad used to speak of Mom with a soft smile, describing how she had worn a beautiful red dress on their special day. The memory of his voice stayed with me, and so I decided without hesitation that I would wear red as well. Levante had initially sent a bolt of fabric that seemed perfect at first glance. Yet two months later, when the weather would be colder than expected, he rejected it himself and arranged for something different. The new material was far more comfortable, softer against the skin and better suited to the seas

Serenity, The engagement party unfolded like a dream I had never dared to claim as my own. Soft music drifted from the string quartet near the far windows, the notes rising and falling in gentle waves that filled every corner of the vast ballroom. The air smelled of moon flowers and warm candle wax, a sweet and comforting blend that somehow made the evening feel even more unreal. Crystal chandeliers cast a soft golden glow over the assembled guests, and the polished floor reflected the light like a quiet river of gold. Guests raised crystal glasses filled with sparkling elderberry non-alcoholic wine while Louis’s voice carried easily across the ballroom, welcoming everyone to the public acknowledgement of our bond. His words were measured and warm, the kind of speech that made people lean in without realizing they were doing so. I stood beside Levante on the raised platform, my fingers still loosely held in his, and tried to keep my breathing steady. The weight of so many eyes p

Serenity,We were escorted to the Headquarters after the ritual. The building had been transformed. Soft lights glowed along every corridor, and fresh flowers lined the walls, turning the familiar structure into something quiet and ceremonial. On the fourth floor the space opened into a vast apartment that felt entirely its own. A private pool stretched along one side of the living area, its surface still and clear. A large modern kitchen stood ready in another corner. Beyond the glass doors a small garden waited, planted with the same rare moon flowers and pheromone roses I had once seen in Levante’s penthouse. Their scent drifted inward, familiar and strangely calming.I stood by the wide window and looked out over the territory. It spread farther than I had expected, quiet forests and distant lights under the night sky. This place would be my home now. The thought still felt unreal, as though I might wake and find myself somewhere else entirely.The soft click of the door closing