All Chapters of Desiring My Plus-Sized Omega Rival: Chapter 21 - Chapter 30

FreyaRowan’s eyes flashed with absolute hatred, his claws extending slightly beneath the wooden desk. He could never forget how our father, Rowan Ashwolf Senior, had cast us out of the Ashwolf Pack the moment our mother died. He left us to rot in the low-tier omega slums without a single coin for Rowan's leg treatments or my survival. I had to disappear into the dangerous rogue borderlands for a full year just to earn enough silver to keep Rowan alive. When my poor brother had dragged his broken body to the doors of the Ashwolf Moon Dominion to beg for medicine, our father’s sentinels beat him and threw him into the mud like garbage."We are not selling to them," Rowan stated, his voice trembling with dark rage. "Not for two million silver. Not for twenty million."Gideon stared at him in utter shock. "Are you crazy, Rowan? Two million silver coins! That is enough for us to buy a mansion in the upper rings of Nightfall Haven! We are low-ranking wolves, Rowan! We will never see that k

Freya"What did you bring into Dynasty Gardens, Roselle?!" Stefania shouted, her voice echoing down the pristine stone corridor of Moonfang Healing Sanctuary. Her claws twitched at her sides, her mature face twisted in absolute panic. "Andrew swears the kitchen meat was fresh! The sentinels check every scrap that enters Blood Moon Gardens!"Selah shrank back against the whitewashed stone wall, her eyes wide, her fake innocence cracking. "I... I didn't bring anything bad, Lady Serilda! You saw me! I just carried the crystal goblets from the lower kitchen up to the sound-chamber! Andrew poured the juice!""The sentinels tested the lower barrels," High Alpha Lucien said, his deep, rumbling voice dropping the ambient temperature in the hallway to near-freezing. He stepped out of the shadow of the heavy wooden arches, his broad five-foot-eight frame exuding lethal Alpha dominance. He slowly reached up, taking off his clear-lens glasses and folding them closed, one temple at a time, his glo

Freya"I didn't bring any illegal drugs into Dynasty Gardens!" I shouted, my four-foot-five frame shaking with raw fury as the Royal Sentinels systematically dumped the contents of my leather satchel onto the heavy stone table. "I am an omega tutor! I only carry my sheet music, my rosin, and my personal identification!""Keep quiet, outcast," Darius Nightbane growled, his golden Alpha eyes flashing with total hostility. He stood beside Elder Viktor Nightbane and High Lord Octavian Nightbane, the ruling bloodlines of House Nightbane looming over me like physical walls of crushing authority. "You are in the presence of the Nightbane Royal Bloodline. You will speak when spoken to.""Let the investigators do their job, Darius," High Alpha Lucien commanded coldly, stepping into the room. His broad five-foot-eight frame cast a long, oppressive shadow across the stone floor. He slowly reached up, taking off his clear-lens glasses and folding them closed, one temple at a time, revealing glowi

Freya"I am just an unranked omega, High Alpha Lucien," I said, my four-foot-five body trembling as I forced myself to step back from his towering, five-foot-eight frame. "My life is simple, and my pack is already broken. We were never meant to cross paths. Tell Caelan I am sorry I could not stay to teach him his next war-hymn. Tell him the fat omega wishes him a long life."I turned on my heel and walked away into the dark, damp mist of Nightfall Haven, my black skin cold under my heavy cloak. My omega wolf whimpered violently inside my chest, bleeding tears over leaving the little pup behind, but my pride refused to let me bow to House Nightbane any longer.Lucien stood dead silent on the cobblestones, his clear-lens glasses tucked away in his breast pocket while his golden Alpha eyes tracked my retreating form like a predator watching its prey escape into the forest."Lucien!" Darius Nightbane barked, sprinting out through the heavy iron doors of Moonfang Healing Sanctuary with his

Why am I here, Lucien?" I demand, forcing my voice to stay steady as I stand my ground on the cold marble floor. "I told you I quit! I am not your servant, and I am not your pack scapegoat!""Shut your mouth, low-class rogue!" Lady Serilda shrieks from the raised dais, her silver staff banging against the floor. "Lucien! Why is this fat disgrace standing in our royal hall without chains on her wrists?! She poisoned your son!""Silence, Mother," Lucien commands coldly, not even looking at her. His eyes remain locked onto mine, burning with a mix of fury and something dark, dangerous, and sexually possessive that makes my nipples harden beneath my clothes. "Freya is innocent."Selah Frostfang gasps, her delicate face turning deathly pale as she steps back behind her mother. "Lucien... what are you saying? She is the only outsider who touched Caelan's tray!""You're lying, Selah," Lucien says smoothly, stepping forward until his broad chest is inches from my face. He reaches out, his lar