All Chapters of Desiring My Plus-Sized Omega Rival: Chapter 11 - Chapter 20

FreyaI froze, my hand dropping from the sacred silver harp strings. I turned toward the grand staircase as Darius Nightbane and Roderic Valemont stepped closer into the dim, amber-lit hearth of the Nightbane Crimson Citadel."High Lord Darius, Roderic," I greeted softly, my voice quivering as my plus-size four-foot-five frame tensed up under their dark, heavy stares. "I was only keeping Caelan company while he practiced his chords.""Performing?" Darius growled out, his hand resting heavy on the silver hilt of his broadsword as his sharp eyes cut through me like a skinning knife."I asked her to play the harp with me, Uncle Darius!" Caelan piped up proudly, hugging my waist tightly, his little claws digging into my wool tunic. "Her sound-magic is so pretty!"Darius didn't smile. A dark, dangerous flicker of suspicion flashed in his eyes as he held my gaze.I swallowed hard, the scent of my omega distress leaking out despite my best efforts to suppress it. What is going on? Why is he

Freya"Lucien, don't you dare! I'll tear your eyes out!" I screamed in utter humiliation, my voice echoing off the wet marble walls as my plush four-foot-five frame shook with pure rage.Seeing my face twisted in frantic anger, Lucien Nightbane froze. The golden fire in his dark eyes dimmed slightly as his ancient alpha control snapped back into place.He let go of my wrists, stepping back half a foot. He snatched a thick dry wool cloak from the peg and wrapped it around my bare shoulders, covering my full breasts and dark skin. "I acted too aggressively tonight, omega. Do not dwell on it. You can wear the tunic on the table."Without another word, he turned his massive leather-clad back on me and strode out of the washroom, slamming the oak door behind him.I collapsed against the stone basin, my legs shaking so badly I barely kept my feet. My wet core was still throbbing, my omega wolf whining in deep confusion at the sudden loss of his scorching heat.Why did he attack me like that

Kaia Silverhowl immediately attempted to clear the cold tension hanging over the docks with an overly sweet smile. "Oh dear, it seems little Caelan is just bashful in front of noble alphas. Do not worry, little prince. House Frostfang and House Silverhowl are like kin to House Nightbane. We would never harm you."Kaia turned her sharp, calculating gaze onto High Alpha Lucien, her scent spilling over with forced elegance. "By the way, Lucien, Selah thought of your heir every single sun-cycle while we were away at the northern borders. Look at these three supply carriages behind us! They are filled with enchanted training blades and rare magical beast cores, all brought back just for young Caelan. My daughter might be a warrior, but she has the heart of a gentle, nurturing Luna."Selah Frostfang lowered her head bashfully, forcing a modest blush onto her pale cheeks as she looked up at Lucien through her long lashes. "Please do not exaggerate, Mother. They are just a few small offerings

FreyaLucien sat at the head of the oak high-table, his massive five-foot-eight frame exuding quiet, deadly dominance. He set his goblet down, his golden eyes fixing on Caelan with a rare softness. "Alright then, Caelan. If you insist on Miss Ashwolf staying, she will remain your instructor."Caelan beamed, hugging my waist tight while Kaia Silverhowl's face turned completely gray with hidden fury.This low-class omega bitch is ruining everything! My daughter was supposed to be the only female in the High Alpha's inner circle! Kaia thought bitterly.Before Kaia could poison the conversation further, heavy oak doors creaked open. High Lord Octavian Nightbane stepped into the hall alongside his younger son, Darius Nightbane. Octavian radiated the terrifying, ancient power of a true dominant Alpha king, his cold gaze scanning the room like a sovereign inspecting his domain. Beside him, Darius carried a relaxed, dangerous charm, his sharp eyes dancing with wicked humor.The chamberlain im

FreyaLucien glared down at the high elders, his golden eyes flashing with deadly authority. "Miss Ashwolf is Caelan's designated sound-magic tutor. Her lodging within Dynasty Gardens is by my royal decree, and no one in House Nightbane has the right to question it."Kaia Silverhowl choked back her outrage, her claws twitching at her side while Selah Frostfang stood frozen, her chest heaving with dark, bitter jealousy.Lucien didn't give them another second to speak. He turned his broad, five-foot-eight frame around and motioned for Caelan and me to follow. I kept my head down, my four-foot-five body trembling slightly under the suffocating weight of the court's stares, moving quickly behind his long, imposing strides out of the citadel....The heavy leather interior of the black war-carriage was dead silent as we rolled into the night. I stared out the window at the dark outline of Nightfall Haven, my heart pounding against my ribs like a trapped bird."High Alpha..." I whispered so