Lahat ng Kabanata ng Desiring My Plus-Sized Omega Rival: Kabanata 1 - Kabanata 10

Freya AshwolfFive years after my pup was stolen from my arms, I stood in the grand hall of a massive war vessel cutting through the dark waters of the Blood Moon Oceans. I held my mother's silver bone violin against my chest, tuning the strings with trembling fingers. My omega wolf whined low in my chest, restless, scenting the powerful alpha magic saturating every timber of the ship.Around me, the rest of the Ashwolf Moon Dominion performers gossiped in hushed, excited whispers about the owner of the vessel, the young Crown Prince of House Nightbane."Can you believe High Lord Octavian Nightbane bought this entire war fleet just for the young prince's fifth hatching day?" a cellist whispered. "The boy is barely five years old and already holds total control over the Crimson Dominion's northern territory.""It was the young prince himself who demanded our pack come perform," a flutist added, her voice green with envy. "Our payment quadrupled the moment House Nightbane signed the con

Freya AshwolfI froze for a second, staring down at the little pup in my arms."Pretty lady, I want upsies," Caelan repeated, his tiny voice firm, his dark eyes shining up at me with absolute trust.My omega wolf let out a soft, aching purr inside my chest. I reached down and lifted him up against my hip. He was a soft, solid weight, smelling like sweet milk and warm fur. I pressed his chubby body against mine, my heart swelling so hard it hurt."Thank you for standing up for me, little prince," I whispered, holding him tight. Without his alpha authority, Sebastian would have thrown me into the rogue cells.Caelan rested his small hands on my neck, shaking his head with a serious look on his face. "I hate two-faced wolves like her. My uncle says a fake wolf's words are poison."A short laugh bubbled out of my chest. "You are very smart for a five-year-old pup."The tiny boy's ears turned pink, but he tried to play it cool, biting his little lip to hide his smile. Seeing him act so gro

Freya Ashwolf"Well, I..." My breath hitched in my throat as I looked at Lucien Nightbane, the words sticking to the roof of my mouth.Caelan's dark eyes instantly flooded with tears, his lip trembling as big drops spilled over his cheeks.My heart completely shattered at the sight of the little pup crying. My arms tightened around his small waist, my omega wolf whining inside my chest to soothe his pain."Just let her carry him a bit longer, Lucien," Darius said, stepping up beside his brother, his eyes soft as he looked at the boy. "What is the rush? She has to play her silver bone instrument soon anyway, so she can walk him right into the main hall. Look at him. If Mother sees him crying like this, she will tear the citadel apart."Lucien frowned, his dark eyes narrowing as he locked his gaze onto me. "If it is not too much trouble, Miss Ashwolf, we would be obliged if you kept Caelan company a little longer. He is just a child, and he can be clingy.""Oh, please," I said quickly,

My hands shook as I pulled little Caelan closer to my hips. His small alpha wolf was purring against my chest, but my own omega instincts were screaming at the scent of dark rain and blood-lust filling the marble lobby of the Ashwolf Moon Hall.Lucien Nightbane stood in the doorway.He didn't need to bark a command. The pure pressure of his High Alpha aura crashed into the room, instantly dropping the two Rogue Blood Hunters my stepmother had brought to their knees.Lucien reached up with steady, lethal fingers. He unhooked his clear-lens glasses from behind his ears, folded them closed one temple at a time, and tucked them into his dark leather tunic.He was done pretending to be harmless."I asked a question," Lucien growled, his voice a low, terrifying rumble that vibrated straight through the floorboards and made my core throb with unwanted mate-heat. "Who called the future High Alpha of the Nightbane Crimson Dominion a mongrel?"Moira Ashwolf, my stepmother, turned deathly pale.

Freya"Yes, my High Alpha!" Darius and the Royal Sentinels barked in unison, dragging Moira Ashwolf and her sniveling daughter Lyra toward the grand entrance of the Ashwolf Moon Hall.They tossed both females unceremoniously into the muddy cobblestones outside like bags of rotting butcher meat. The surrounding pack members who had gathered around the glass doors gasped in utter shock, a suffocating silence falling over the hall after High Alpha Lucien’s brutal demonstration of power.I stood frozen near the front desk, my plush, four-foot-five frame trembling as I tried to pull myself together. Lucien turned his massive, muscular frame back toward me, stepping closer until his dark shadow completely swallowed me up."Caelan, are your paws hurt?" Lucien asked softly, his golden-dark eyes softening into a warm, protective glare as he looked down at the little boy resting on his hip. He looked like an entirely different wolf compared to the terrifying High Alpha who had just ordered my s