All Chapters of A Plus Size Omega: Submitting To My Bestie's Alpha Father : Chapter 61 - Chapter 70

Serena’s POVAmelia's question hung in the air.“What are you not telling us, Dad?”Dominic looked at her.For several seconds, he couldn't speak.His eyes moved from Amelia to me, then toward the floor beneath us.Finally, he exhaled.“Your mother was involved with the Alliance before you were born.”Amelia's face went still.“My mother?”Dominic nodded.“Your mother wasn't born into the Alliance. She wasn't one of them. She was taken.”Amelia's fingers tightened around the edge of the gurney.“When?”“Before you were born.”“How long before?”Dominic hesitated.“Several years.”Amelia's eyes narrowed.“And you knew?”“Yes.”The answer came without hesitation.A tear gathered in Amelia's eye, but she refused to let it fall.“Then tell me everything.”Dominic closed his eyes.“When your mother was young, the Alliance discovered that her bloodline had a rare resistance to their serum. They believed her body could survive modifications that killed other subjects.”My stomach twisted.“M

Serena’s POVThree days later, everything looked almost normal.Almost.The Blackwood pack had relocated to the western lodge while the mansion was still being cleared of debris and reinforced. The healers had turned the old training hall into a temporary medical wing, complete with rows of cots and shelves of herbs and salves. Warriors patrolled the perimeter in double shifts, their movements sharp and watchful. The air still carried the faint scent of smoke from the eastern compound, but the fires had long since been extinguished.Yet the strangest part wasn’t the damage or the relocation.It was the silence.No explosions.No mysterious transmissions crackling through hidden speakers.No masked attackers slipping through the trees.No golden light bursting beneath anyone’s skin.No voices whispering through the bond.For the first time in what felt like forever, I woke up without expecting the world to collapse around me.Sunlight spilled through the heavy curtains of the modest ro

Serena’s POVMidnight arrived like a secret.The lodge held its breath. For the first time in weeks, the walls weren’t vibrating with alarms, the corridors weren’t filled with running feet, and the speakers remained mercifully silent. Only the silver hush of moonlight spilled through the tall windows, painting everything in shades of pearl and shadow.I couldn’t sleep.My body ached with exhaustion, yet my mind refused to surrender. Rose stirred inside me, her presence a warm coil of ancient power curled behind my ribs. She had been unusually quiet since the destruction of Blackwood Manor, almost as if she, too, was afraid to break the fragile calm.*You should sleep,* she murmured, her voice like velvet brushing against my thoughts.“I know,” I whispered into the dark.*You’re overthinking again. It’s becoming a habit.*“I know that too.”She gave a soft, mental huff of exasperation. *Then stop. For one night, let your mind rest.*I almost smiled. “If only it were that easy.”Eventua

Serena’s POVMorning arrived quietly, wrapped in soft golden light.For once, there were no alarms blaring through the corridors, no explosions rattling the windows, no frantic footsteps or urgent voices crackling over hidden speakers. Just sunlight—warm, lazy, and almost hesitant as it spilled across the wide balcony like it was afraid to disturb the fragile peace we had stolen.I woke slowly, nestled against a solid wall of warmth. The first thing I registered was the steady thrum of a heartbeat beneath my cheek. The second was the heavy, possessive weight of Dominic’s arm curled around my waist, holding me as though even in sleep he refused to let the world take me away.A small, secret smile curved my lips.I didn’t move at first. I simply lay there, listening to the rhythmic beat of his heart, letting it anchor me. After weeks of chaos, near-death experiences, and the constant shadow of the Alliance, that sound had become the most comforting thing in my life.Carefully, I lifted

Serena’s POVThe next morning arrived far too quickly, as if the universe itself was impatient to test whether we could truly return to something resembling normal life.I stood in front of the antique mirror in my room at the lodge, staring at a version of myself I hadn’t seen in what felt like forever. For the first time in days, I wasn’t dressed for war. No tactical boots. No hidden knives strapped to my thighs. No emergency pouch filled with emergency flares or silver-laced bullets.Just jeans that actually fit, a soft cream-colored sweater that felt like a cloud against my skin, and my old leather satchel hanging from one shoulder. My hair was down, falling in loose waves, and I wore the barest hint of makeup. I looked… ordinary.Serena.A student.Not the girl whose blood could activate ancient machines. Not the vessel carrying an ancient wolf spirit. Just me.Rose stirred inside my chest, her presence warm but cautious.*Are we really doing this? Going back to lectures and quiz