Todos os capítulos de The Alpha's Unwanted Plus-Size Bride: Capítulo 201 - Capítulo 210

"My mark is still burning on your flesh, human," Caelan rasped, his broad hand coming up to pin my thick waist flush against his massive frame. His molten silver eyes locked onto mine, dark with Alpha possessiveness. "So stop acting like I threw you to the tribunal wolves.""Your blood was spilled on the sanctuary floor because of me, Caelan!" I snapped back, my chest heaving against his hard torso. Being a human born without a wolf in a world of apex predators was already a death sentence, but being a plus-size human married to the High Alpha of the Thorncroft Alpha Dominion meant every breath I drew was a war. "The Ashbourne pack wants my neck in iron chains. My fingerprints were left on the silver blade that cut Isolde—any enforcer in Guardian Pack Command can execute me for high treason!""Let them try," Caelan growled, his rough thumb dragging across my bottom lip, parting my teeth. The scent of dark pine, heavy rain, and raw Alpha dominance flooded my senses, making my core ache

"Sir, my family is here now," I say, nodding to the terrified driver while trying to keep my posture upright against the back of the hospital couch. "Thanks for your help, and sorry for all the trouble. You can go now."The driver takes one look at Caelan, shuddering under the crushing weight of my husband’s Alpha aura. He bows his head so low his chin nearly touches his chest, muttering a frantic apology before bolting out the heavy oak doors of the Silvermoon Grand Healing Temple.The lower-ranking nurse, however, lingers by the basin. She takes her sweet time wiping down the silver tray of salve, shooting overly wide-eyed, lingering glances at Caelan when she thinks he is looking elsewhere. It is the same story everywhere we go. Caelan Thorncroft is a mountain of broad shoulders, harsh angles, and suffocating physical dominance. Even with his jaw locked in a icy, lethal scowl, females instinctively gravitate toward his raw, untamed power."How did you manage to get run down by a su

"Are you truly arrogant enough to think a mortal can outrun an Alpha's decree?" High Alpha Caelan Thorncroft roars, his deep voice vibrating through the reinforced ironwood doors of the inner sanctum.His massive frame blocks the candlelight, casting a long, terrifying shadow across the stone floor of the Royal Alpha Quarter. The scent of ozone, blood, and fresh pine—his raging pack aura—saturates the air so heavily that my throat stings.I pull my wolf-skin cloak tighter around my curves, my human chest heaving as I stare back at him without flinching. "I am not running, Caelan. I am leaving. There is a difference.""You leave when I permit it, Elowen!" He takes a massive step forward, the floorboards groaning under his weight as his dark silver eyes flash amber—his inner beast clawing at the surface. "You are bound to the Thorncroft Alpha Dominion by blood and covenant. You walk out that gate, and I will tear down the Whitlock Moonfang Pack brick by brick to drag you home.""Then te

"I only found out recently that Seren Hollowmere died during childbirth, Elowen. She was brought to Silvermoon Capital on the exact day of your carriage accident. The Ashbourne Pack drugged her and placed her inside Caius Redfern's private quarters to bait you out of the Thorncroft Alpha Dominion and kidnap you. After she realized her role caused your unborn pup to die, Seren’s body caved under the shock. She went into premature labor at seven months and bled out."I collapse onto the frozen earth directly before the headstone. A horrific, sharp ache drives clean through my ribs, every human instinct screaming as if a dark silver blade just pierced my heart.Torin Wolfsbane had been avoiding me in Moonfang Province all these months because he couldn't bear to look at my face. I had spent half a year believing Seren was hiding away at the Wulfric Alpha Holdings safehouse to recover from an illness.It was all a lie. She was gone.Freya steps beside me, pulling my heavy, plush body up a

"Elder Garrick, why don't you put on the dress yourself?" I scoffed, smoothing the heavy emerald silk over my plush, full hips. "It isn't showing anything obscene."Garrick growled, his golden wolf-eyes narrowing as he glared at the tailors. "She must outshine every female in the High Dominion tonight. But if she looks like she's baiting an Alpha, I'll rip this whole guild down. Understood?"The two moon-weavers nodded in unison, bowing their heads in terror before stepping back.After Garrick finally stopped barking orders, we rushed straight to the Whitlock ancestral lodge in the South Quarter. The massive stone fortress was already overflowing with High Alphas and pack elders.Dorian Wolfhart stood at the main iron gates alongside the Whitlock elders, greeting arriving pack lords under the blinding glare of signal-fires. News-scribes from every territory crowded the perimeter, their scrying stones flashing as guards held them back.Dorian spotted us immediately, waving us over with