All Chapters of The Grumpy Alpha and His Chubby Mate: Chapter 1 - Chapter 7

Zara Lovegrove Moonclaw POV“Take it back right now, Damon, or I will dump this entire bowl of stew on your head!” I yell, my face burning up.My hands shake as I grip the heavy tray, the smell of roasted meat and gravy hitting my nose. I am panting, my chest rising and falling fast under my tight tunic. Being a plus-size, chubby wolf in the Lovegrove Moonclaw Pack means I already take up space, but right now, I feel like a giant target.“Make me, Ivy,” Damon Thornclaw sneers, using my old pack name just to watch me flinch. He leans back in his carved wooden chair at the Alpha’s Table, a nasty grin stretching across his face. “You are nothing but a dropped-off stray from the Ashborne Wolfblood Pack. A fat, useless little maid who cannot even find a mate.”The other four warriors at the table laugh loudly. The sound cuts right through me like a silver blade.“I told you to let go of my wrist!” I scream, my voice cracking.He squeezes harder. His rough fingers dig into my skin. It hurts

Zara Lovegrove Moonclaw POV“Oh, you must be joking!” Callum Harrington Blackthorn laughs right in Damon Thornclaw’s face, his shoulders shaking under his turquoise coat. He shakes his head like he just heard a funny joke from a human. “No, no, no, young Alpha. That is not possible at all. You are making a huge mistake.”My head jerks up, and my mouth goes wide open. “You were inside your back den the entire time the juice spilt! How can you stand there and talk like you know everything when you did not see anything at all? Did the Moon Goddess give you magical all-seeing eyes while you were sitting at your desk?”Callum wrinkles his little nose up at me. “What did you just say to me, girl?”“You do not even care about the truth,” Theo says, his voice getting deeper and louder. He takes a step toward Callum, making his huge shadow fall completely over the little pack steward. “You are just throwing Zara to the winter winds before you even listen to her story.”Callum walks right up to

Theo Kingsley Silverfang POV “You cannot live in this broken cage for another second, Zara,” I say, my voice vibrating deep in my chest.I growl softly, my large hands still resting on her soft, shaking shoulders. The heavy scent of her fear mixes with the damp, rotten smell of the basement room, making my wolf claw at my insides. This tiny box is not fit for a wolf of the Lovegrove Moonclaw Pack, especially not a beautiful, plus-size female who deserves to be draped in the finest silks of the Royal Moon Market.“I do not have anywhere else to go, Theo,” she whispers, her green eyes looking up at me through thick, wet eyelashes. She looks so small and defeated, her yellow tunic clinging to her heavy curves as she trembles. “The Ashborne Wolfblood Pack is gone. I have no silver coins left, and no pack will hire a big, clumsy maid who just got kicked out of the Moonlight Feast Hall.”“You are not going back to that hall, and you are not staying in these rogue lands,” I snap, my jaw tig

“No.”“Then you have never truly tasted beer at all, little wolf. The flavour of craft beer has so many layers of smoke and honey, it leaves that cheap water from the rogue lands far behind in the dirt.”“Someone is very excited about his drinks.”“You are right about that. I care about my craft beer just as much as I care about open-flame cooking. That is why I have two Ironfang Tavern locations and the Alpha's Table—the high-end feast hall I own for the royals.”“I am guessing you love sweet ice cream too, if you own a shop with your best friend.”“Luca is the one who could live off ice cream alone,” I say with a laugh. “We travelled to the Silver Lake Territory years ago, and he ate sweet cream three times a day for ten days straight. He had to try every single shop in the area. I teased him about it constantly. I told him he only loved it because his jaw was broken during a heavy fight on the ice, and his teeth had to be wired shut with iron threads. The only sweet thing he could