All Chapters of The Alpha's Plus-Sized Mate: Chapter 111 - Chapter 120

Vivian's POVMy father shot up from his chair, a vein popping in his forehead from how angry he was."You crazy bitch, that's your mother. Get away from her!"Before he could reach me, Lucien was already behind him, forcing him back into the chair."I wouldn't suggest you do that. We can leave this place with the answers we want, or I could feed you to the rogues. Make your choice."The floorboards from upstairs creaked as Chloe came darting down, panting heavily."Vivian! What on earth are you doing to Mom?!""I'd suggest you stay where you are, Chloe. I hate you almost as much as I despise her right now." My eyes fell back to the woman who had birthed me but had never been my mother. "Now, let's just get this over with."When she didn't answer, I pressed the knife harder against her skin.It wasn't a silver knife, since those were only ever used to make weapons for war.Still, it was sharp enough to draw blood with enough force applied.She stiffened and, after my father barked for

Vivian's POVMaybe it was just me who thought so, but Lucien was freaking out over the possibility of my death way more than I was."If you need some air..." I started, reaching out for his hand.His long fingers closed around mine, squeezing reassuringly, but he gave me no answer before turning his head to Eric. "Why can't you remove it?""Like I said, that piece of silver is located right over the place where your mind is connected to the rest of you. In short, to remove it I'd have to drain your whole life force, and there's nothing besides the Moon Goddess herself that can restore that."Lucien cursed under his breath, burying his face in his free hand while the other tightened around mine."I'm sure you can figure something out. You always do," I assured Eric, who looked like he'd just failed his whole career as a doctor. "I'm sure you'll have this sorted in two days, max."His eye twitched. "What does that matter? Even if I can find a solution, does it matter if my luna is alrea

Vivian's POVLucien.His name echoed in my head like a prayer, but no words could come out of my mouth.At first, I thought it was my fault. Then it dawned on me that I was drowning. Dying in more ways than one.His paws curled around me, and he forced my head forward.I felt his teeth sink into my neck, his bones cracking as his body assumed his human form once again.The pain raked, though it was nothing compared to what I'd been living with the whole day.Then the blood, staining the water around me. My eyes caught a glint of something shiny, almost silver, in the water before Lucien was hauling me out of the water.As soon as we were out, I was coughing, grasping for air while the moonlight seemed to shine brighter than normal.A lot brighter and definitely not normal.Lucien was near me, on his back, panting heavily.The first instinct that came to me was to run away, and I did just that, pushing myself to my feet and darting off again, not as fast as before, but enough to make m

Lucien's POVMy wolf came to an abrupt halt, and Vivian slammed right into me.Any other time, my first priority would have been to charge in and face the threat head-on. But now I had something worth more than my pack to protect, and the hesitation I felt about leaving her side was strong and almost impossible to resist.The choice was made for me, however, when Vivian darted off from behind me, rushing toward the pack.Without so much as debating it in my head, I rushed after her, my speed a mirror of hers until we reached the pack gate.Rogues, most likely. They could have banded together and planned an attack, though it was unusual for them to work together so easily. I would deal with that later, though. For now, most of my focus lay with driving them off our pack borders.Vivian ran straight toward the noise, only pausing when the pack gate came into view.The golden gate was busted wide open, with wolves in both their shifter and human forms charging in with a thirst for blood.

Vivian's POVEven though the memory felt like it had happened decades ago, I still remembered it clearly.That day in the market, Wendy had curled her hand back, hiding the mark with a flushed face and the same hurried shame this man was showing now.Lucien had him pinned down in a way that would make his escape impossible."Now you're really never getting out of here again," he growled, baring his teeth.The man whimpered, his hand twitching around the knife.Lucien's knee, I noticed then, was pressed against it, stretching it out so the mark was clear and adding pressure so he would release the blade.Eventually, his fingers uncurled around it, and the wooden hilt clattered to the floor."Lucien, get off him," I said after reaching down and picking up the dagger."He'll only attack you again.""Just trust me on this. Get off him and pin him against the wall. Stretch his arm out too. I need to talk to him face to face," I said, struggling to control the flurry of thoughts crowding my