Todos los capítulos de The Alpha’s Plus Size Obsession: Capítulo 71 - Capítulo 80

Modric’s POVMary Ann’s wedding ring was still on the bedside table when I left the room.I stood there longer than I should have, staring at the silver band beside the place where I had held her hand during the night. The first time she removed it, she placed it in my palm and told me to keep it until I remembered what marriage was supposed to mean. This time, she had forgotten it again.At least, I believed she had forgotten.That did not stop the same cold fear from moving through me.I picked up the ring and closed my fingers around it. Part of me wanted to follow her downstairs and place it back on her hand. Another part knew I had no right to force a symbol on her when I continued betraying everything it represented.I placed the ring inside my coat pocket.Then I followed Mary Ann and her father toward the burned settlement.The damaged building stood near Mooncrest’s northern border, close enough to Ironclaw territory that traders from both packs used it as a storage point. Be

Modric’s POVThe letters V.R. remained in my thoughts long after we left the command center.They should not have meant anything.Two initials on a coded message could belong to anyone. A merchant. A rogue commander. A place hidden beyond the neutral territories.Yet the moment I saw them, Velvera’s name entered my mind.Velvera Raines.I had never asked whether she still used her father’s family name in private documents. Most people knew her only as Velvera. Her family had lost influence years ago, and she rarely spoke about them unless it helped explain why she deserved a place beside me.Still, the possibility had entered my mind.I hated myself for allowing it.Velvera could be jealous. Demanding. Cruel when Mary Ann’s name appeared between us. But she was not capable of organizing poisonings, murders, and rogue attacks.At least, I did not want to believe she was.I spent another hour reviewing the coded message with Marek. The symbols surrounding V.R. referred to supplies, move

Mary Ann’s POV“Why don’t you ever ask me to stay?”The question came so suddenly that I thought I had imagined it.The vehicle continued along the final stretch toward Ironclaw, surrounded by guards and the low sound of engines. Outside the window, dark pine trees passed beneath a gray afternoon sky. The pack border was already visible in the distance.Modric sat beside me with his body turned slightly in my direction.His expression was tense.Not angry.Almost uncertain.I stared at him for several seconds.“What?”“You heard me.”“I did.”“Then answer.”The demand entered his voice automatically, but something vulnerable remained beneath it. He had been silent for most of the journey, watching me as though my refusal to question his secret call disturbed him more than an argument would have.Now he wanted to know why I never asked him to stay.The answer seemed so obvious that I almost laughed.Instead, I looked down at the wedding ring resting on my finger.“Because you always le

Mary Ann’s POVModric did not come to breakfast.His chair remained empty across from mine, exactly as it had so many times before. Greta placed a tested plate at his place out of habit, but by the time Alpha Viktor finished his tea, the food had gone cold.No one asked where he was.That silence told me everyone already knew he had left the pack house again.I did not ask either.I had spent the night reviewing the final plans for the border reconstruction program. The joint command center at Mooncrest had already confirmed that the attacks were likely designed to destroy the alliance, but that discovery did not repair burned roofs or replace stolen supplies. Hollowbrook families still needed homes before winter. Mooncrest workers still needed protected routes into Ironclaw territory. The new storage building had to be rebuilt farther from the forest and guarded by wolves from both packs.The work continued whether Modric attended breakfast or not.I ate quietly while Kylian reviewed

Modric’s POVMary Ann moved into the guest suite across from my bedroom before midnight.I heard every part of it.The servants carried her clothes through the corridor in careful silence. Greta directed them in a low voice, reminding everyone that the Luna needed rest. Boxes of reports followed, then a small writing desk, several books, and the framed wedding portrait that had once been removed from the main rooms.I stood inside my bedroom with the door partly open, watching without appearing to watch.Mary Ann arrived last.She carried one folder beneath her arm and wore the same dress from the argument near the Luna office. Her expression remained calm, but exhaustion surrounded her. She did not look toward my room when she entered the guest suite.Greta paused beside her.“Would you like anything else, Luna?”“No. This is enough.”“Should I prepare the larger wardrobe?”“I will only be here temporarily.”The words carried clearly across the corridor.Temporarily.My wolf disliked