All Chapters of A Plus Size Omega: Submitting To My Bestie's Alpha Father : Chapter 81 - Chapter 90

Amelia’s POVI didn't sleep.Not really.Every time I closed my eyes, I saw that silver light pulsing between the trees. I heard the attacker's voice whispering about my blood, and I remembered my father's warning.Do not let Serena near it.Why Serena?Why not me?If the eastern grounds were reacting to something in my bloodline, shouldn't I be the one he wanted to keep away?Unless—I sat upright so quickly that pain shot through my bruised shoulder.Unless whatever lay beneath the eastern woods wasn't reacting to me at all.It was reacting to Serena.My wolf stirred uneasily.We need answers.“For once, I agree with you.”I glanced at the clock.Five twenty-three in the morning.The lodge was still quiet. Most of the pack would be asleep, and my father would probably be at the eastern perimeter, interrogating warriors and demanding explanations from anyone unfortunate enough to cross his path.Which meant I had two choices.Stay in bed and wait for him to tell me whatever he decide

Amelia's POV *The bridge has awakened.*I stiffened. My father noticed immediately. “What is it?” I pressed my hands against my ears. “It's speaking again.” “What is it saying?” I squeezed my eyes shut. The voice seemed closer now. Not beneath the ground. Inside me. *The first blood is lost.* *The counter-pattern is rising.* *The bridge must choose.* My breath caught. “Choose what?” I whispered. The silver light surged. Every window in the library rattled. The metal box flew open. Inside lay a small silver pendant, identical to the one my mother had once hidden in her jewelry box. Except this pendant had a tiny crystal at its center. The crystal glowed white. Then it turned gold. My father's face went pale. “No…” I looked at him. “What?” He stared at the pendant as if it were something he had spent his entire life praying never to see again. “That's impossible.” “Dad, what is it?” He didn't respond. Instead, he reached for t

Amelia’s POV Ask your father what happened to Evelyne Vale’s body. I read the message until the words blurred. Then I read it again. My mother had died when I was young. That was the story I had grown up with—the story I had accepted because my father’s expression always changed whenever I asked questions. His jaw would tighten, his eyes would turn distant, and he would tell me that some losses were too painful to revisit. I had never questioned it. Not seriously. But now, after everything I had discovered about the Alliance, the serum, and the ancient bloodline buried beneath our territory, every memory felt contaminated by a lie. I opened my mother's letter again. The choice must be freely made. Otherwise, the covenant will not restore what was lost. It will awaken what was sealed. My fingers tightened around the paper. “What did you know, Mom?” The room offered no answer. Only the faint hum of the security system and the distant howl of a wolf beyond the western lodge.

Dominic’s POVThe moment I heard Evelyne's voice come from beneath the earth, sixteen years of carefully buried nightmares came clawing back to life.Amelia, don't let him seal it!My daughter stood at the edge of the opening, staring into the silver light as though the dead had reached out and offered her a hand.Behind her, Caleb Voss watched me with the same cold amusement I remembered from the night my world had fallen apart.And beneath our feet, something ancient was waking.I had spent sixteen years ensuring this moment would never come.I had failed."Amelia." I kept my voice steady despite the terror clawing at my insides. "Come here. Now."She didn't move.Her silver eyes remained fixed on the darkness."That was Mom.""No."The word escaped too quickly.Her head turned toward me."What?"I forced myself to meet her gaze."Whatever you heard, whatever you think you saw, you cannot trust it.""How would you know?" Her voice trembled. "You told me she was dead. You told me you

Dominic’s POV Dawn was four hours away. Four hours until the Alliance made its choice for us. Four hours until they forced Serena to break a seal that had remained intact for sixteen years. And four hours until I might lose both the woman I loved and the wife I had never truly buried. I stared at the photograph on my phone until the screen dimmed. Evelyne. Alive. Older than the last time I had seen her—or perhaps the silver light surrounding her was distorting the image. Her dark hair fell past her shoulders, and her face was thinner than I remembered. But those eyes were unmistakable. I had once watched those eyes soften when she looked at our newborn daughter. Now they were filled with terror. Not for herself. For Serena. My phone vibrated again. Unknown: You have always been good at choosing whom to save, Dominic. Let's see if you can do it when there is no right answer. I crushed the phone in my fist. The screen shattered. "Alpha?" My Beta, Marcus, stood in the d