All Chapters of The Alpha’s Plus Size Obession: Chapter 41 - Chapter 50

Mary Ann’s POVI did not move closer to the bouquet.The white flowers rested outside my door as though they belonged there, fresh and carefully arranged, tied with a silver ribbon. Under different circumstances, I might have found them beautiful. Instead, all I could see were the dark green leaves around the petals and the empty space where a message should have been.My guard stepped in front of me and raised one hand.“Stay back, Luna.”“I was not planning to touch them.”He glanced down the corridor and called for the second guard stationed near the entrance of the Luna Wing. Within moments, both men had blocked the passage while another servant was sent to find Kylian. I remained several steps away, my heart beating too quickly.It felt foolish to be afraid of flowers.But tea had nearly killed me.Honey cakes had sent elders to the infirmary.A platform had collapsed seconds after I stepped away from it.Nothing ordinary felt harmless anymore.The flowers could be poisoned. The

Mary Ann’s POV“I would like to see them before I leave,” Alpha Lucian said. “Frostfang’s valleys may benefit from similar covered frames.”I held the folder against my chest and nodded. The northern farms were not only an Ironclaw project anymore. If the border settlements shared methods, trade routes, and warning systems, all three packs would benefit. That was the purpose of the alliance. It was supposed to create cooperation where there had once been suspicion.“I can show you the farms tomorrow morning,” I said.Across the entrance hall, Modric became completely still.Lucian’s smile widened slightly, as though he had noticed the change in him too.“That would be appreciated,” Lucian replied. “You understand the project better than anyone.”Before I could answer, Modric stepped forward.“I will accompany you.”I turned toward him. “You have a border council meeting tomorrow.”“It can be moved.”“The tour does not require both the Alpha and Luna.”“It involves Ironclaw territory a

Mary Ann’s POVModric carried me all the way back to the pack house despite my repeated complaints that my ankle was not broken and I was capable of walking with support. He ignored every argument. His arms remained firm beneath my back and knees while I held on around his shoulders, more because the road was uneven than because I wanted to stay close to him. At least, that was what I told myself. The truth was harder to admit. After the bridge collapsed and his wolf caught me before I hit the river, being in his arms felt safer than it should have. His body was warm against my soaked clothes, his heartbeat steady beneath my cheek, and every time the bond pulsed between us, my wolf settled as though she had finally found the place where she belonged.The servants stared when we entered the pack house. Modric had managed to find clothes before leaving the farm, but his dark shirt was still damp and clung to his broad shoulders. My cloak dripped river water onto the polished floor, and

Mary Ann’s POVModric did not come to breakfast the next morning.At first, I told myself it meant nothing. He was Alpha. He had patrol reports, border meetings, and a murderer still moving somewhere inside Ironclaw. Missing one meal should not have mattered, especially when I had spent most of our marriage eating without him.Still, I noticed.I noticed the empty chair across from me. I noticed that no one questioned where he was. I noticed how Kylian avoided looking at me when Greta placed the tested bread and eggs in front of my seat. Modric had attended breakfast every day since the poisoning, always pretending his presence was necessary for security updates. He checked my plate, asked who had tested my food, and watched until I took the first bite.That morning, the plate remained untouched for several minutes because no one was there to watch.I hated myself for noticing that too.“He had an early patrol meeting,” Kylian said eventually.I lifted my eyes. “I did not ask.”“I kno

Modric’s POVThe girl who loved you is gone, Modric.You made sure of that.Mary Ann’s words followed me out of the Luna Wing.They followed me down the corridor, into my study, and through every meeting I attended that day. I heard them beneath the voices of the elders discussing border patrols. I heard them while Marek explained that the copied household seal could have come from an old document. I heard them while Kylian reviewed reports from Hollowbrook.No matter where I looked, I saw Mary Ann standing beneath the empty space where our wedding portrait had once hung.I saw the tears she refused to let fall.I had always known she disliked remembering the academy. I understood that I had embarrassed her and that some of my words had been cruel. But I had treated those years like something distant and childish. A collection of stupid jokes made by boys who wanted attention.I had never allowed myself to remember everything clearly.Now the memories came without mercy.Elite Alpha A