Semua Bab The Alpha's Unwanted Plus-Size Bride: Bab 161 - Bab 170

"You're making a mistake if you think the Whitlock Moonfang Dominion can survive an open war with the Greystone Pack," Stacey whispered, her human voice trembling as she stared into her empty mug.I shifted against the high-backed wooden chair of the border tavern, my full, rounded hips filling the seat in a way that always marked me as a human anomaly among the lean, razor-sharp wolf hybrids of Silvermoon Capital. My soft curves were a constant reminder to the Thorncroft Bloodline that I didn't belong in their fierce world, yet here I was, playing for the very life of the man who had claimed me."Caelan moved the core operations of the Thorncroft Alpha Dominion to Silvermoon Capital because the territory is rich with moon-iron and raw silver," Stacey continued, leaning over the stained oak table. "He thinks he can outmaneuver the other houses, but he's wrong. The elders of the Greystone Pack Holdings will never let a man with an uncrowned human female hold the central trade routes."

"So, what is the Grand Alpha Tribunal going to do with Felix?" I ask, my voice raspy as I shift against the plush, silk-draped bed inside the Royal Alpha Quarter.My human throat still aches where his clawed fingers nearly crushed my windpipe. I am soft, thick-waisted, and full-figured—a heavy, curvaceous human female born into the Whitlock Moonfang Dominion, completely lacking the razor-lean muscle of a true wolf.Garrick Whitlock, my father and the head of our bloodline, swirls a glass of amber moon-wine by the crackling stone hearth. "Felix Ludwick is dead to the world, Elowen. Hadrian Wolfhart and the Guardian Pack Command have him chained in the deepest dungeon beneath Moon Covenant Hall. He will face the silent execution of the moonlight executioners before the next full moon. His trail of murdered rogue females and stolen pack funds finally caught up to him."I let out a slow, painful breath, feeling the heavy bruises across my ribs. "And his father, Leofric Ashfang?""Leofric’

"Caelan, are you trying to kill me?" I gasp, my voice dry and raspy as the morning cold hits my eyes, the silver sunlight pouring through the heavy velvet drapes of our bedchamber.I pull the thick bear-fur blanket over my head, but his heavy, clawed hand snatches it away in one swift motion. He looms over the bed, broad-shouldered and bare-chested, his silver eyes flashing with a dangerous Alpha light.Caelan scowls, his jaw tight as he looks down at my tear-stained face and the dark circles under my eyes. "Are you trying to suffocate yourself under those furs, Elowen?"I am completely spent, my heavy, curvaceous human frame aching in every muscle after his ruthless, possessive knotting in the bath last night. "Caelan, I just want to rest. Have you ever considered how my body feels after you lose control?"Knitting his dark brows together, his large hand reaches out to touch my forehead. "Are you sick? Is the wolf-fever taking hold from Felix's bite?"I feel tempted to tear his throa

I expected Caelan to ignore the question with a polite, icy growl, but he pulled me firmly against his side, his thumb stroking my hip. "Elowen and I have been mated under the moon for three years."Shocked gasps echoed through the elevator. Every pack member and trade clerk stared at my heavy, wool-draped frame in complete disbelief.I opened my mouth to correct him, but my throat locked up. I just forced a polite smile."How did an Alpha of the Thorncroft Dominion mate a human female?" a young pack girl whispered.Before I could sink into the floor, the heavy doors slid open at my floor. I grabbed Caelan's large wrist, pulling him briskly into my private office in the Whitlock Moonfang Dominion wing.I shut the heavy oak door and glared at him. "I told you not to come here, Caelan!"He arched a dark brow, leaning back against my mahogany desk. "Why? I only spoke the truth.""You hate pack gossip!" I snapped, my cheeks burning. "You have a private lift at the Thorncroft Dominion buil

Sally nodded calmly, her cold eyes fixing on the marble floor of the mortuary.It took me a few seconds to process the fact that Selene Thorncroft was going to take over the Whiteley Pack territory according to Bastian Crowmoor’s last wishes. I was confused because Aldric Stormfang was Bastian’s true bloodline son.Aldric walked out of the Silvermoon Grand Healing Temple right after saying that. I ran after his long, sweeping strides, but I didn't know how to console a wolf whose father had just passed. "Aldric, have you had any raw meat or water today?""I am not hungry, human!" He didn't even look back, his shoulders tense and rigid under his leather coat.I was at a loss for words. As he reached his black iron carriage, I slipped into the bench seat before he could shut the heavy door. "I'll drive the beasts back to your estate."It would be dangerous to let an enraged Alpha drive when his wolf was thrumming with grief.He narrowed his silver eyes dangerously, his fangs catching th