บททั้งหมดของ The Alpha's Unwanted Plus-Size Bride: บทที่ 41 - บทที่ 50

I nodded and asked, “What about Harrison Credit’s review of Greystone Pack Holdings?” The auditing process for that territory takes time.“It’s moving along smoothly, Luna,” Lyanna replied, adjusting her parchment stack.I flipped through the fresh scrolls on my mahogany desk. Suddenly, I recalled my scheduled inspection ride to the border. Looking up, I asked, “What time does my transport leave for Moonfang Province tomorrow?”“Five in the morning,” Lyanna said, pausing briefly. “We plan to wrap up the border checks in two days, so we must arrive at the outpost early. A representative from the Territory Treasury Guild is riding with us.”“Fine,” I said, rubbing my tired eyes. “I will ride out alone. You remain at the keep to oversee Harrison Credit and AC Credit.”“Understood, Luna.”The dark storm season in Silvermoon Capital kept the skies heavy and suffocating. Yesterday, the sun broke through for a few brief hours before torrents of rain flooded the cobblestone streets again.By

My voice grew louder over the speaker. "The Royal Lodge Quarter on Southfold Street.""Got it, see you soon!" Seren chirped before hanging up.I tucked my slate away and prepared to take a quick bath. We were heading to the pack banquet later, so I knew Seren would drag me out through the local trading stalls afterward.It was a relief to get away from Silvermoon Capital for a moment. I hadn't taken a proper breath since the mating bond tension blew up with Caelan.I turned to head into the adjoining chamber to grab my extra clothes, but I couldn't find the second entry token anywhere. Since Caius was completely passed out on the sofa, I didn't want to shake him awake, so I just used the bath in the suite's private washroom.It shouldn't matter. I wasn't going to strip down right in front of him.My human flesh felt sticky and exhausted from the long flight on the sky-beast. Standing under the hot mineral water washed the stiffness right out of my muscles.I dried my damp hair, threw

"It's my mother's birth-celebration tomorrow night. Do you wish to attend?" Caius asked smoothly over the line. It seemed like our public scandal meant absolutely nothing to his reckless mind.I massaged my temples, my skull throbbing with a dull, persistent ache. "I am not free, Caius. You need to release a official statement clearing my name to the pack elders immediately."Caelan was the only Alpha in the territory with enough power to shield me from Garrick's dark reach.Right now, this fabricated scandal was completely destroying any chance I had of reaching him.Caius fell quiet for a long moment before grunting, "I will handle the public heralds.""Good," I sighed out, my human throat tight with exhaustion. "Just stop causing more disasters."I had no idea when Garrick would cross into Silvermoon Capital. If Caelan discarded me over this scandal and I was left defenseless like five years ago, my human body wouldn't survive another nightmare.Staying alive to protect the heir in

Rowan Ashbourne shook her head gently, her sharp eyes dropping down to study my plus-size hands resting on my lap. "I am not here to summon Alpha Caelan, Luna Elowen," she murmured softly, her tone surprisingly warm. "I came to gaze upon you. And if you will permit me to say so... you possess remarkably beautiful, soft hands."I let out a breathless, self-deprecating chuckle, shifting under her intense gaze. "You honor me with flattery, Lady Rowan. Your hands are far paler and far smoother than a human's could ever be."It was the usual dance between noble bloodlines—polite, sharp, and dripping with hidden meanings.Yet I knew a high-ranking matriarch didn't ride through the capital's boundary wards just to exchange empty compliments. I retrieved a wooden canister of rare Black Ivory coffee beans—a luxurious human import Caelan had brought back from the southern trade routes—and offered a faint smile. "I rarely consume dark infusions myself, but my mate treasures these beans. Allow me

No matter how smooth his tone sounded, every word that came out of Garrick Whitlock’s mouth reeked of absolute cruelty. Suppressing the cold fear clawing at my throat, I forced a tough front and demanded, "What have you done with Seren?"Garrick reached up, his rough fingers caressing my cheek as his golden eyes scanned my face. "She is perfectly safe in her quarters, little human," he purred helpless amusement. "Look at you, Elowen. You have grown so soft, yet your scent is still utterly mouthwatering."I jerked my head down, refusing to meet his predatory gaze."The Redfern Pack of Silvermoon Capital is an ancient pureblood bloodline," Garrick murmured against my ear, his voice turning commanding. "They command hundreds of rogue wolves and hold immense power in the Tribunal. When we step inside this grand hall, you will stay glued to my side."My pulse hammered wildly against my ribs. It had been five years since I escaped his violent grip in the Moonfang Province. How had a ruthles