All Chapters of The Rogue Alpha’s Chubby Luna : Chapter 51 - Chapter 60

ARIA“Keep your chin pointed straight up, Luna.”The makeup artist tapped a soft brush against my cheekbone. Stepping backward, she admired her work with a tight, highly nervous smile.Turning my head slowly, I looked out the massive bay window of the guest bedroom. Night had fallen over the pack territory. Down below in the sprawling courtyard, a literal sea of luxury cars was pooling. Shiny black SUVs, sleek silver sports cars, and stretched limousines jammed the frozen driveway. Elite Alphas and wealthy dignitaries poured out of the expensive vehicles, wearing tailored tuxedos and dripping in diamonds.The winter solstice banquet was officially underway. The entire world was here to see the Lycan King.“You look absolutely devastating.”Elara strode confidently into the bedroom. Jacob’s sister wore a stunning emerald green gown that highlighted her tall, Amazonian frame. She dismissed the makeup artists with a quick wave of her hand. The stylists immediately bowed and hurried out

ARIATWO DAYS LATER.“Bring this assembly to order right now!”Chancellor Thane’s massive wooden gavel slammed violently against the solid stone podium. The deafening crack echoed throughout the massive amphitheater, instantly silencing the hundreds of whispering werewolves packed into the circular viewing gallery.Sitting rigidly in a hard wooden chair at the center of the chamber, my palms sweated profusely. The High Council operated as the absolute supreme court of the werewolf world. Formed by the oldest and most elite elders from every major territory, they were incredibly powerful. They possessed the ultimate authority to decide inter-pack disputes, draw border lines, and prevent all-out continental wars.Today was Judgment Day. They were officially deciding who was going to keep me.Jacob sat at a dark mahogany table to my right, looking like a lethal stone statue in his tailored black suit. To my left, Jaxon sat with his legal team, flashing an arrogant, highly confident smir

ARIA“You gutted him right in front of the entire council!”Elara cheered loudly, spinning around the center of my bedroom. Throwing her hands up in the air, a massive, victorious smile stretched across her face. She walked over to the velvet sofa and dropped down next to me, bumping her shoulder playfully against mine.“I did not gut him,” I muttered, staring down at my hands resting in my lap. “I just told the truth. Jaxon is a manipulative snake.”“He is worse than a snake,” Elara laughed, leaning back against the cushions. “He is a complete coward. Seeing the look on his face when you rejected Red Hill was the absolute highlight of my entire year. You gave that arrogant prick exactly what he deserved today, Aria.”“It felt good,” I admitted quietly.A tiny, genuine smile finally crept onto my lips. For five years, I let Jaxon and my father dictate my worth. Standing at that podium and choosing my own fate felt like breaking heavy iron chains off my chest.“You hold so much power ri

ARIA“Hold her arms tighter, you idiot, she is waking up!”A harsh, grating whisper echoed directly against my throbbing skull. Sharp, agonizing pain stabbed behind my eyes as consciousness slowly dragged me back into reality. My face scraped roughly against cold, dirty concrete. My wrists burned where coarse rope dug deeply into the skin, binding my hands together behind my back.“Shut up, she’s out cold,” a second, heavier voice grunted from somewhere near my feet.My boots dragged heavily across the floor. They were pulling me deeper into the dark, hidden sub-basements beneath the castle—areas even the servants never visited. Panic flared violently in my chest. I tried to pull my legs away, but my limbs felt like lead.“Stop squirming, you little bitch!”Smack!An open-handed slap cracked hard across my cheek, sending a fresh wave of blinding white pain across my face.“Let me go,” I tried to yell, but my voice came out as a weak, pathetic wheeze.“Keep your mouth shut,” the first

AUTHOR’S POV“My body feels like it was hit by a freight train.”Aria winced, her bruised fingers gripping the edges of the white hospital blanket. She stared blankly at the ceiling, her chest rising and falling in shallow, painful breaths.“You took a very serious beating, sweetie,” Elara said softly, pulling a chair right up to the edge of the mattress. She placed a warm, damp cloth gently over the purple swelling on Aria’s cheek. “But you are alive. That is what actually matters.”“I wish I never came here,” Aria whispered, her voice cracking. Fresh tears instantly welled in her brown eyes. “I wish I just stayed in the woods. I wish I froze to death.”“Do not say that, Aria,” Elara scolded gently. “The Moon Goddess put you here for a reason. This is your destiny.”“Destiny is a joke,” Aria spat, turning her head away to glare at the wall. “If I was on my own, none of this would have happened. I would not be hunted. I would not have dead maids on my conscience. I just want to leav