Todos los capítulos de The Alpha’s Plus-Size Mistress: Capítulo 91 - Capítulo 100

Elena's povI folded the last of my clothes into the small bag one of the nurses had brought me, my movements slower than usual.I was careful because of the stitches that were still pulling at my sides.When I finished packing, I straightened and caught my reflection in the small mirror mounted by the side.My jaw had a yellow bruise there. Above my brows was a thin line that was still healing. My left cheek, a few still raw lines that didn’t hurt but were ugly to look at.My mind went back to the day. I didn’t want to remember it but it seemed that these days my body did its thing without caring about how I felt.I remembered her hand around my throat, lifting me off my feet as I dangled in the air. The way she had tossed me to the side like yesterday's trash. Easy and clean like I didn’t weigh anything.Her venomous words as she laughed over my bleeding body and threatened me.I squeezed my eyes shut, biting down hard on my lower lip until the flashback fell away and I was back to

Lucien's povThe scene in the front office spiraled fast. Elena's scream had drawn half the school staff running, and within minutes the principal himself burst through the door, demanding to know what was happening."My son was taken," Elena said, her voice was hoarse and shaking with pain. "Someone posing as a babysitter walked in here and took him, and your staff just handed him over!"The principal's face went white as the teacher played back the footage for him, and by the time it finished, his expression had gone from shock to fury, turning on the teacher who'd let Eli go."This is exactly why we have a policy," he snapped. "Only approved guardians are allowed to take the children. How could you let this happen? How?"The teacher stammered, unable to form a defense anyone could hear, tears already forming in her own eyes, but nothing she could say would fix what had already happened.I reached for Elena's shoulder, trying to steady her, but she spun on me instead, her grief turn

Lucien's povElena finally fell asleep sometime after midnight, curled up on top of the covers still in her clothes from the day before. I sat with her for a while, just watching her chest rise and fall, before I made myself get up and head downstairs. There was work to do, and none of it could wait.The knock came around six in the morning. Two officers, the same ones who'd taken our statements at the school. I took them to the study so the noise wouldn't wake Elena."We tracked the vehicle," the older one said, flipping open a small notebook. "Found it abandoned at a warehouse on the east side, near the docks.""And?" I asked, already knowing from his tone that whatever came next wasn't going to be good enough."We arrested the woman who took him. Registered owner of the car.""Where is my son?"The officer hesitated, glancing at his partner before answering. "She doesn't know. She was hired, that's all we've gotten out of her so far. Paid a large sum, cash, to grab the boy and hand

Kaelan’s povI sat behind my desk, going through some of the files that I had been given to sign when a knock came at my door."Come in," I said, as the door opened and my spy came in.I raised a brow, leaning forward and dropping my pen before folding my arms across my chest."Do we have to meet today?" I muttered. “I doubt we set up anything for the day.”"I did what you asked." He gave off with a shaky voice. Something was wrong. I could feel it."Close the door," I ordered.He closed it behind him, then came to sit before me."Hope there was no problem with the mission?""Well, it all went well. The child was kidnapped."I nodded. "Okay. Why are you here? I said you shouldn't call me unless there's a complication.""Actually, there was a complication. Yesternight."I raised a brow. "Okay, did you kidnap the wrong child?”"No. We kidnapped the right child. We kidnapped him, Eli. The problem was that we were apprehended by your son. He broke into the facility we were holding the chi

Lucien's pov The drive back to the pack felt shorter than it should have. My mind was already there before my car even crossed the border, already standing in front of my father, already saying the words I had been practicing the entire way. The moment I pulled into the garage, I didn't even bother parking straight. I left the car crooked and walked fast into the mansion, straight for my father's room. I knocked twice, then pushed the door open without waiting for an answer. It was empty. I turned and found one of the servants passing by in the hallway, a young man carrying a tray of empty cups. "You there!” I called as he froze. “Where's my father?" He nearly dropped the tray. "The throne room, sir. He's in a meeting." I didn't wait to hear anything else. I was already moving, my footsteps echoing against the floor as I made my way down the long corridor toward the throne room. By the time I reached the