All Chapters of The Alpha’s Plus Size Obession: Chapter 51 - Chapter 60

Mary Ann’s POVFor several seconds, I could only stare at him.Modric stood outside my room with our wedding portrait held in both hands. The frame looked too large for the narrow corridor, forcing him to angle it slightly against his body. His dark coat was open, his hair untidy as though he had run his fingers through it too many times, and his expression was more uncertain than I had ever seen it.Then I remembered the tears on my face.I quickly wiped my cheeks with the back of my hand and straightened.“What do you want?”His gaze remained on me.I hated that he had heard me crying. I hated that he had found me at the exact moment when the strength I showed everyone else had finally broken. Most of all, I hated the concern that appeared in his eyes before he forced it away.“I came to return this,” he said.My eyes moved toward the portrait.“I did not ask you to.”“I know.”“Then take it back to storage.”His grip tightened around the frame.“The portrait belongs in the Luna Win

Modric’s POVVelvera did not let the subject go.I had already reached the cottage door when she spoke again.“The Luna’s seal.”My hand stopped on the handle.For a moment, I thought I had misunderstood her.I turned slowly. “What did you say?”Velvera stood near the bedroom doorway with her robe pulled tightly around her body. The sadness on her face had disappeared, replaced by a careful expression I could not immediately read.“I want a duplicate of the Luna’s ceremonial seal.”The request made something cold move through me.The Luna’s seal was not decoration. Mary Ann used it to approve food support, household spending, welfare requests, and official letters sent in the name of Ironclaw’s Luna. Certain documents required both the Alpha and Luna seals before pack resources could be released.A duplicate in the wrong hands could create orders, move supplies, or give someone access to protected areas.“No.”Velvera blinked.“You did not even think about it.”“There is nothing to co

Mary Ann’s POVThe council room felt smaller after everyone left.The doors closed behind Kylian, and the last footsteps faded down the corridor, leaving Modric and me alone with the maps, empty chairs, and questions I had spent too long pretending did not matter.He stood a few feet away from me, one hand still near the collar I had been staring at during the meeting.“Why do you keep looking at me as though you expect to find evidence?” he asked.His voice was controlled, but the bond carried the tension beneath it.I should have denied everything again.I should have walked away and kept what little pride remained.Instead, I heard myself ask, “Where do you go at night?”The question changed the room.Modric’s expression closed immediately.His hand dropped from his collar, and his shoulders became rigid.“What?”“You heard me.”His eyes narrowed.“My movements are not your concern.”The answer hurt, though I had expected it.I tightened my fingers around the council notes in my ha

Modric’s POVI was out of the truck before the engine fully stopped.The unfamiliar vehicle remained parked beneath the trees, dark and polished, with mud from another territory dried along the wheels. Frostfang markings were carved into the metal near the rear window, small enough to miss unless someone knew what to look for.A man’s shadow moved behind Velvera’s curtains.My wolf surged forward with a violent growl.I crossed the yard in seconds and shoved open the cottage door without knocking.Velvera stood near the fireplace with a glass of wine in her hand. Across from her sat a man I had never seen before, tall and broad-shouldered, wearing a gray travelling coat. His dark hair was tied at the back of his neck, and a silver Frostfang pin rested at his collar.Both of them turned toward me.Velvera did not look frightened.She smiled.“Modric.”The man rose slowly.I shut the door behind me.“Who is he?”Velvera took a calm drink of wine.“You could say hello first.”“Who is he?

Mary Ann’s POV“Stay inside!”Kylian’s command came through the broken vehicle door just before he threw himself at the nearest rogue.His wolf struck with enough force to send the attacker crashing into the side of the road. The rogue rolled across the dirt, recovered quickly, and lunged again. Kylian met him halfway, teeth sinking into the other wolf’s shoulder while two more came from the trees.The road had become chaos.Ironclaw guards fought beside the damaged vehicles. Blades struck against blades. Wolves snarled and collided beneath the trees. Arrows flew from somewhere deeper in the forest, forcing everyone to remain close to the road where the vehicles offered some protection.I crouched behind the rear seat, breathing hard.The broken window scattered light across the floor in sharp pieces. One of the front guards had been struck in the shoulder, and blood covered the sleeve of his uniform. The driver remained bent over the steering wheel, either unconscious or too injured