All Chapters of The Alpha's Unwanted Plus-Size Bride: Chapter 241 - Chapter 244

"Do you want a father?" I ask her, my human hands gently wiping a smudge of dirt from her chubby cheek.Briar, sensible beyond her five years, tilts her small head and looks up at me with razor-sharp focus. "What about you, Mommy? Do you want a mate?"I offer her a soft, quiet smile, refusing to let the ghost of Caelan Thorncroft’s golden eyes enter my mind. Night falls quickly over the northern settlement of Moonfang Province, painting the sky in deep shades of indigo and violet. As we walk down the snow-dusted alley toward our stone courtyard, I hand her a paper bag filled with warm, honey-baked wheat rolls.We sit together on the broad stone bench in our yard, chewing the warm bread as the crisp mountain air settles over my plus-size frame.Sometimes, when the moon is full, I dream of young Seren Hollowmere running through the ancient timberlands, her arms overflowing with wild summer mangos. We would slice the fruit with silver hunting blades, sprinkling them with coarse sugar, sp

A searing envy for the young beta’s unearned arrogance flared through my human veins. The protected status that came with her youthful caste allowed Isolde Moonvale to snap her jaws without fear of an Alpha's punishment.My gaze settled on the heavy iron chalice of well-water resting on my desk. Standing up slowly, I stepped into her space, letting my plus-size shadow fall across her narrow shoulders. There was no tremor in my tone, but a lethal frost seeped through my words. "I am thirty winters old, Isolde. That makes me five years older than you. Do you wish to know what I was doing when I was your age?"I tilted my chin, letting my eyes lock onto hers. "I was newly bound to a High Alpha, managing trade treaties for the Whitlock Moonfang Dominion. The political territory back then was far bloodier than the petty desk work you struggle with today. I interacted with female commanders and elder matriarchs, but I spent my energy sharpening my mind to earn their rank rather than barking