All Chapters of Plus Size Luna Obsession : Chapter 1 - Chapter 10

Aurora’s PovThe pain woke me instantly before the sun did.It always started in my chest, a harsh burning that spread down my arms like poison moving through water. The rejected bond didn’t care that I had a summit to attend or a daughter to protect. It just took what it wanted from my body, piece by piece, every single night.I lay still until the worst of it passed. Then I got up, because staying in bed never fixed anything.The apartment was cold. I didn’t bother with the heater. Julian used to say cold rooms kept me humble, kept me from getting comfortable, kept me from forgetting what I was. Eight years of marriage taught me things I still carry in my body even now, long after I’d buried him in my past. I checked the door locks twice before I even reached for my clothes. Once was never enough. It only meant I never really checked.I drove across town before the streets woke up, following the same route I always used, then doubling back once just to be sure no one followed. Zara

Aurora’s PovRio didn’t flinch. He let his hand drop slowly from my shoulder, giving Smith a respectful nod before moving down the stairwell. He didn’t look sorry either but for sure looked like a man who’d gotten exactly what he wanted, even for a few seconds.I stood there gripping my folder, feeling the sting where his thumb had touched my neck. It didn’t fade as a normal touch should have. It sat there, warm, the way the bond used to feel before I broke it.“I told you not to touch me, Calloway,” I said, though Smith hadn’t been the one to touch me at all.“I didn’t touch you,” Smith said, stepping closer. “He did and trust me when I said I felt it anyway.”.“Marcus told me you have months left,” Smith said. His voice was quieter now, stripped of the command it carried in the boardroom. “If you don’t revoke the rejection.”“Marcus talks too much.”“Marcus loves you enough to be scared for you.”“I’d rather choke on my own blood than submit to another tyrant,” I said, and I meant i

Aurora’s PovThe transition from a hunted rebel to a ruler was too sudden.I sat at the breakfast bar in Smith’s penthouse, my fingers tracing the rim of a ceramic mug. Outside the glass, Maya slept in her carrier at my feet, her tiny chest rising and falling in perfect harmony. Footsteps approached from the corridor, I didn't need to look up to know who it was. I knew it was Smith Calloway.He wore a simple black t-shirt that stretched tight across his massive chest, "You're pacing in your mind again, wildcat," Smith murmured, his voice low against my hair."We haven't heard from the Eastern Pack council in forty-eight hours, Smith," I said, leaning back slightly against his frame. My waist felt secure under his broad palm. "Victoria Cross didn't just vanish into thin air after the warehouse raid. Her father is hiding her, and Mother Grey’s remaining loyalists are silent.""Let them hide," Smith said. "We have the northern borders secured. Marcus has his enforcers patrolling the Ash

Aurora's POVSmith crossed the space between us so fast I only caught the blur of him , black shirt blood was now already soaking through at the shoulder before his forearm caught Victoria's wrist mid-swing and sent the whole strike sideways into the cave wall instead. Limestone cracked. A chunk of it broke loose and splashed into a puddle by my knee, and I watched the ripples spread out slow, stupidly fascinated by something that small while everything else fell apart around me.The whole cave smelled like wet stone and copper. I could taste the copper too, thick at the back of my throat, and some clinical, detached part of my brain — the part that had spent fourteen years cataloguing injuries on a battlefield — noted that tasting your own blood that strongly, this long after the actual wound, usually meant something worse than a bruise."Aurora." Rio's hand closed around my jaw, turning my face toward his. Up close I could see rain still beaded in his eyelashes, a thin cut healing a

Aurora's POV"H-he’sdead." I said quietly. "I confirmed it myself. Three years ago, a courier ran the report to Ashwood personally.""You confirmed a piece of paper." Marcus's voice stayed gentle, which somehow made it send chills down my spine. "Not a body. Nobody ever produced a body, Aurora. I remember, because I asked."The floor tilted under me in a way that had nothing to do with venom this time. Smith's arm came around me on instinct, and for once I didn't have the energy left to pretend I didn't need it."Why would he work with the Eastern Pack," I said, mostly to the ceiling. "He hated Victoria's family. Called them new money with old titles, every chance he got at every dinner we ever sat through together.""Money doesn't care what a man's pride used to say." Rio had settled on the couch beside me, his knee a warm, solid line against mine. "If he's been alive this long without anyone noticing, he's been quiet. Quiet costs. Somebody's been paying for that silence.""Mother Gr