Todos los capítulos de The Alpha’s Plus-Size Mistress: Capítulo 71 - Capítulo 80

Lucien’s povMy head felt like it had been split open with an axe.I groaned, dragging myself into consciousness slowly, the light filtering through unfamiliar curtains hitting my eyes like a blade. For a moment I just lay there, trying to piece together where I was, my mind sluggish and refusing to cooperate.I remembered the gala. The lights, the crowd, Elena in that emerald dress that had stolen every thought out of my head the second I saw her. I remembered Gideon’s panicked face on the balcony. Celeste stepping through those doors like she owned the room.After that, everything blurred.I turned my head, and the unfamiliarity of the room hit me all at once… expensive furniture, thick curtains, definitely not my place in Astringe. I sat up too fast, and the room spun violently around me.That’s when I noticed the bed beside me was empty. And scattered across the floor near the foot of it were pieces of women’s clothing. A pair of lace underwear. A stocking, half-crumpled by the ni

Lucien’s povGideon shut the door of the guest room behind us with more force than necessary, and I could already tell from the set of his shoulders that this wasn’t going to be a short conversation.“This is it,” he said, turning to face me. “This is the last time I cover for you, Lucien. And I mean it.”“Gideon…”“No.” He held up a hand, cutting me off before I could get further than his name. “I have an obligation to this pack. I have an obligation to the Luna. Do you understand that? Whatever’s going on between you and her, whatever mess that marriage is, I still have a duty to protect her position, to protect the pack’s stability. And every single time I lie for you, cover for you, clean up after whatever you’ve been doing out here… I’m failing at that.”“You also have an obligation to me,” I said. “Your alpha.”“Don’t,” he snapped. “Don’t you dare use that on me right now.”I started pacing, dragging a hand through my hair. “I understand where you’re coming from. I do. Just… giv

Lucien’s povThe morning air in the garden was cool, carrying the faint scent of blooming jasmine from the flowers lining the far wall. I sat on the stone bench near the fountain, a glass of fresh juice in hand, trying to let the quiet settle something in me that had felt unsteady for weeks now.I hadn't seen Elena in weeks, and my wolf was starting to lose it. But I was fighting everything in me that wanted to head back to Astringe.Everyone already knew that I escaped to Astringe to get away from the chaos in the pack, and my title as alpha was already shaky with all the excuses I had run out of giving. I had to pace myself before I would do something I would regret.I heard my father’s familiar footsteps on the gravel path before I saw him, and I didn’t need to look up to know he had come to say something specific. He rarely wandered out here without purpose.“You haven’t gone to the human settlement in a while,” he said, settling onto the bench across from me, his tone deceptively

Celeste’s povGideon scoffed, shoving back from his desk like the distance would somehow put more space between him and what I’d just said.“What madness is this,” he muttered, shaking his head. “What has gotten into you? Am I supposed to be alpha of some pack Lucien is already overseeing, or your home pack which you were born into? Because those are two very different things. I doubt your father would roll over and accept me taking over his position as alpha.”I smiled wider. “You’ll be alpha of this very pack. You’ll dethrone Lucien and take over.”He almost screamed. “Is there something wrong with you?! Is it… is this a pregnancy thing? Has it started messing with your head already? I’ve heard some women can go crazy when the hormones kick in. Is this it?”I laughed, pushing off the edge of the desk and pacing slowly across the room. “Relax. It was just a question.”“It wasn’t just a question,” he said, following me with his eyes. “You don’t just ask someone ‘how would you like to

Elena’s povThe bell above the door rang a bit as my customer gathered his wrapped gift, smiling at me as I had just handed him something priceless instead of a scarf and a bottle of perfume.“You really are the best in this town,” he said, tucking the bag under his arm. “I’ll be sure to tell my friends to patronize you.”“Thank you so much,” I said, smiling as I walked him to the door. “I’d really appreciate that.”“I will,” he promised, and with a final nod, he stepped out into the afternoon sun.I turned back to the shop, already reaching to straighten a display of scarves, when the bell jingled again. I looked up, expecting another regular, and instead found myself staring at a woman I had never seen before… dressed in clothes so elegant they looked like they belonged in a magazine spread rather than a boutique in Astringe, flanked by two huge men waiting just outside the door.Something about her made the hair on my arms stand up, although I couldn’t place why.I pushed the feeli