The Alpha's Chubby Obsession. novel Chapter 104

Chapter 97-2

He walked straight toward Dylan, his eyes never leaving my wolf form. I snarled, low and deep, but

he didn’t even flinch. “Thanks, old friend,” Osborne said to Dylan, shaking his hand firmly.

Then his attention snapped fully to me. The guards around him stepped aside, giving him space as he began to approach.

“If my wife could sense you nearby,” he said, his voice steady and calm, “did you really think I

wouldn’t?”

I growled louder, ready to attack at any moment, muscles tensed, but what he said next made me

freeze.

“Hm? Snipe?” He called my name, he knew it was me, my paws stilled against the ground.

He stripped off his coat and watch, his eyes locked on mine. “I thought I gave you mercy the other day,” he said, his voice carrying a dangerous calm, “but I see I was wrong. So if it’s revenge you want-” he smirked, his tone hardening as his bones began to shift- “then let’s settle this. Wolf to

wolf.”

Before I could move, his body erupted into the form of a massive wolf, towering, powerful, twice my size. The air thickened as his growl echoed, deep and commanding, shaking the ground

beneath my paws.

And in that moment, I knew, this wasn’t a fight I could win.

Either way I lunged at him, claws out, but he slipped aside clean. The guards peeled back and cleared the street so we could fight.

If I can’t take his world right from his eyes then I’ll have to kill him. But the problem was his size and

the fact that he’s an alpha and I’m not.

I lunged again and felt his paw hard on my face; which sent me flying off as I hit the ground. If I kept this up he’d finish me, and I could hear Dylan Cook laughing like he was watching a show.

I spun and tried to run, thinking escape might save me, but two guards slid into my path and leveled their guns. I skidded to a stop.

I shifted back to human and crawled on the hard ground, desperate. “Please,” I begged. “I’ll go. I’ll

disappear. You won’t see me again.”

Dylan’s laugh cut off and turned into a stunned bark. “What the fuck, man – what happened to your p***s?” he snapped. I clamped my hand down to cover it, teeth clenched.

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“That’s because this bastard cut it off,” I spat angrily. “You told me to cripple that bitch, and I did gave you what you wanted; I even r***d her to give her lasting trauma, and you had the nerve to cut it off, after I helped you with that damn bitch Bella.”

A low, dangerous growl rolled out, but it wasn’t Osborne’s, no it was from Dylan. “You did what to Bella?” he demanded, and I swallowed.

I’d heard she’d been married off to some wealthy man, I didn’t know who, but when Dylan’s voice. changed, I felt it in my gut: today might be the day I die, whether it’s Osborne or Dylan/who does it

“I only did what I thought-” I started, but I didn’t finish. If looks could kill, I’d be dead by now with the one Dylan was giving me. Osborne stepped back, as a cost was placed on him as he shifted back into his human form, and turned to Dylan.

“He was the assassin who worked for Bella,” Osborne said quietly. “I had him cripple your mate.” He added, low and blunt, “But he r***d her, so I cut off his pimpin’.” The words hit me like a punch.

Dylan nodded, absorbing it. “If I’d been in your shoes,” he said darkly, “she wouldn’t have ended with

only her legs crippled.”

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