Alle Kapitel von The Alpha’s Plus Size Obsession: Kapitel 181 – Kapitel 190

Mary Ann’s POVBy sunrise, Nightveil no longer looked like a ruined kingdom.It looked alive.Thousands of people filled the rebuilt square surrounding the restored council hall. Some had travelled for days from neutral territories, distant packs, and settlements where Nightveil families had lived under different names for decades. Old family banners hung beside the newer symbols of the elected districts, while workers had decorated the stone arches with silver ribbons and dark-blue wildflowers.There were no throne banners.I had ordered those removed.Today was supposed to mark the reopening of Nightveil, not the return of the system that had destroyed it.I stood inside the preparation chamber while Lydia’s replacement fastened the final clasp at my shoulder. We had kept Lydia under guarded protection rather than throwing her into a cell where Cassius’s people might reach her. Her brother had not yet been found.That worried me.Everything worried me today.The ceremonial robes fel

Modric’s POVI refused to believe it.Not because Viktor Volkov was incapable of terrible choices.My father had made enough of them.He had helped build the version of Ironclaw where pride mattered more than compassion. He had taught me that an Alpha should never appear weak, that reputation could be more important than truth, and that bloodline came before comfort, love, or personal choice.He had interfered in my marriage.He had defended customs that hurt Mary Ann.He had treated succession like a duty that belonged to her body.But ordering my death?No.I stared at the assassin until my vision blurred with anger.“You are lying.”The man smiled from the stone chair.“Believe whatever helps.”Kylian stepped between us before I moved closer.“Modric.”“I know.”I did not.My wolf was already pushing against my skin.I could feel Mary Ann through the completed bond above us somewhere inside Nightveil’s council hall. Concern entered almost immediately, answering the violence of my e

Modric’s POVSeverin had been planning this for much longer than any of us realized.By sunrise, his abandoned house had been stripped apart.Not carelessly.Not by angry guards searching for a traitor.Room by room, shelf by shelf, floorboard by floorboard.Kylian supervised the search personally while Marek checked every record that remained behind. Nightveil guards searched the surrounding property for hidden passages, and Ironclaw scouts followed the faint travel trail Severin had attempted to erase.I remained inside the main study with Mary Ann.The room smelled of dust, old leather, and the faint remains of burned paper.Too much had been removed.That was obvious.But Severin had not managed to destroy everything.Or perhaps he had believed no one would ever know enough to understand what remained.Mary Ann stood beside the desk holding a bundle of coded letters.Her face had become colder with every page she read.“These are Gregor’s marks.”“Yes.”I recognized several immedi

Mary Ann’s POVI stared at Greta for several seconds after she told us the original wedding ring was gone.Nothing else.No council papers.No Nightveil records.No jewellery.No letters.Just the ring I had stopped wearing.That made it worse.If someone had entered the Luna Wing to steal valuables, I could understand greed.If they had taken political documents, I would understand espionage.But the ring?That meant intention.Someone had known exactly where it was kept.Exactly which box.Exactly which object mattered.My fingers instinctively touched the new ring on my hand.The silver band Modric had given me in the garden.The one I had chosen for myself.The old ring had remained locked away because I had not known what else to do with it. Throwing it away felt like pretending those years had never existed. Wearing it was impossible. So I had kept it as something finished but remembered.Now someone else had decided it still had value.“Show me where it was kept,” Modric said.

Modric’s POVThe tunnel narrowed until I could barely stretch both arms without touching stone.Severin’s footsteps echoed ahead of me.Fast.Uneven.He knew the passages better than I did, but the ritual collapse had damaged part of the underground structure. Dust drifted from the ceiling. Pieces of stone broke loose beneath my boots. Somewhere behind me, the hidden entrance to the shrine had sealed completely.For several seconds, the only thing I could hear was my own breathing and Severin running.Then he laughed.The sound travelled through the darkness.“You really followed me alone.”I slowed.Not because I was afraid.Because that sentence sounded too pleased.My wolf pushed forward, alert now that the severing ritual no longer weakened us. The completed bond with Mary Ann had returned stronger than before, warm and steady inside me.I could feel her.Distant.Angry.Coming closer somehow.That meant she had found another entrance.Of course she had.I nearly smiled despite ev