Alle Kapitel von The Alpha’s Plus Size Obsession: Kapitel 161 – Kapitel 170

Mary Ann’s POVI avoided Modric the next day.Not deliberately.At least, that was what I told myself while changing my breakfast schedule so I would not meet him in the dining hall.It was also what I told myself when I sent Liora to represent me during the morning reconstruction inspection because Modric would be there.By afternoon, I had moved a joint council meeting from his office to the western conference room and instructed Greta to deliver the revised reports rather than carrying them myself.None of those choices were technically avoidance.Together, they formed a very convincing pattern.My wolf remained unimpressed.She paced beneath my skin every time I felt Modric through the mate bond. He stayed near the eastern side of the pack house for most of the morning, working with the builders repairing the old greenhouse.He knew I was avoiding him.I felt the moment he realized it.Confusion entered the bond first.Then concern.Then quiet understanding.He did not come lookin

Mary Ann’s POVModric stopped at the entrance to the Luna Wing.The private corridor stretched behind me, quiet beneath the soft evening lamps. The guards had already stepped aside, but he remained where he was, one hand resting near the edge of his coat as though crossing the threshold required more courage than entering Nightveil had.“I said come in,” I told him.His eyes searched mine.“You invited me for tea.”“Yes.”“Inside the Luna Wing.”“Yes.”He still did not move.My wolf shifted beneath my skin, impatient with his caution even though that caution was exactly what I had demanded from him.“Modric.”“I need to be certain.”The words softened something inside me.Before, he had entered my spaces without knocking. He treated the Luna Wing as part of the Alpha residence and therefore part of what he owned.Now he stood outside waiting for me to repeat the invitation.“I want you to come inside,” I said. “You may enter.”Only then did he cross the threshold.He moved slowly, not

Mary Ann’s POVI woke with my cheek pressed against Modric’s chest.For several soft, confused seconds, I did not remember how I had gotten there.Warmth surrounded me. One of his arms rested loosely near my back without holding me down. His breathing moved beneath my ear, slow and steady, while morning light filtered through the curtains of my bedroom.Then memory returned all at once.The kisses.His hands asking permission before every new touch.My dress falling.The mirror covered.The wedding-night memory crashing through the mate bond.My tears.His promise to stop.His body lying fully clothed beside mine because I had asked him to stay.Panic struck before reason could catch it.I sat up too quickly.The room tilted.Modric woke immediately.His eyes opened, and his wolf surged through the bond in alarm.“Mary Ann?”I pulled the blanket tightly around myself, even though I still wore my nightdress.His gaze moved over me quickly, checking for injury.“What happened?”“I—”My

Modric’s POVI woke before Mary Ann.For several seconds, I remained completely still.Morning light slipped through the curtains, soft and pale across the room. Mary Ann lay beside me with her back partly against my chest, one hand resting near the pillow. Her hair spread across my arm, and the faint scent of moonflowers and cinnamon filled every breath I took.She was here.Not because of prophecy.Not because the council demanded an heir.Not because the mate bond forced her into my bed.She had chosen me.The memory of the night returned slowly. Her hands against my chest. Her voice saying she wanted me. Every quiet permission. Every time she guided me closer instead of being pulled somewhere she did not wish to go.Then her final words returned.This does not erase the past.I had told her I knew.Lying beside her now, fear entered me anyway.What if morning changed everything?What if she opened her eyes and saw only the wedding night I had destroyed?What if the completed bond

Modric’s POVMary Ann placed the ring on her own finger.For one heartbeat, the entire village square disappeared.I no longer saw the three banners moving above the platform.I did not hear the crowd whispering.I barely felt the sunlight warming the black fabric of my Alpha coat.All I saw was the silver band resting on Mary Ann’s hand.The ring I had given her without knowing whether she would ever wear it.The ring she had kept hidden inside the Luna Wing.The ring she had now chosen to reveal before Ironclaw, Mooncrest, and Nightveil.Emotion struck through the completed bond with enough force to tighten my throat.Hope.Love.Gratitude.Fear that I would misunderstand what she intended.I controlled all of it.This moment belonged to Mary Ann.I would not turn her choice into a performance of my redemption.She stood at the center of the raised platform wearing a silver gown that carried no single pack’s colours. Ironclaw’s black wolf had been embroidered subtly along one sleeve