The Alpha's Chubby Obsession. novel Chapter 137

Chapter 130-1

Octavia

Claud

I was blindfolded and dragged out of the car, stumbling as rough hands pulled me forward. I had no idea where my personal maid was, and the thought of something happening to her twisted my stomach with fear. I could only pray she was safe.

“Move it,” one of the men snapped, and I hurried my steps before they decided to shove me.

This was never how I imagined my mating ceremony would begin. The moment my maid whispered that she didn’t recognize the driver, I felt something was wrong. I leaned forward and asked, “Are you sure you’re the one sent to pick me up?”

He only laughed. “No,” he said simply, and my mouth went dry.

“Who sent you?” I asked, heart pounding.

He glanced at me through the rearview mirror, smirking. “You’ll know when we get there. I’m Jack, by the way.”

And now here I was-pushed deeper into whatever place he had brought me, heading straight toward whoever had ordered my kidnapping.

My senses were on high alert. “How many do you think are here?” I whispered to my wolf.

“Too many,” she answered, her voice trembling slightly. “Let’s just hope Maurice realizes you’re missing soon.”

I swallowed hard.

Then, suddenly, I heard it.

“Octavia.”

Not my wolf-no. A masculine voice, warm and strong, one I had grown to know… and love.

“Don’t be scared. Help is on the way,” Maurice’s voice murmured through our mind link, steady and

reassuring.

My chest tightened, tears threatening. He had reached me. He knew. And he was coming.

The door swung open and I was shoved inside. I stumbled, but before I reached the ground I said ” Just get here quickly. I’ll be alright.” whispering through the mind link, trying to steady my breathing for Maurice’s and my sake.

My knees hit the floor, and as I pushed myself upright, I could sense three people in the room-

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three unfamiliar presence. Were they enemies of Maurice? Were they planning to use me as

leverage?

“I don’t know who you are, but you have to let me go,” I said, voice trembling.

Cla

Someone grabbed the blindfold and yanked it off. A harsh flash of

light made me squint while my vision adjusted.

When everything.finally came into focus, I froze.

One man stood near the wall-handsome, sharply dressed, like he’d stepped out of a magazine. I

didn’t recognize him at all. Beside him was a slender woman with fiery red hair. Her eyes flickered

with something-hesitation? Regret? It didn’t look like she supported what was happening. Then

there was the driver who introduced himself as Jack, the one who just removed the blindfold.

But the last figure…

My breath hitched as I took her in-the woman sitting in a wheelchair.

Oh goddess. No.

I knew that face.

“M-mistress Bella…” I exhaled, my voice barely above a whisper.

She stared directly at me, a slow, delighted grin curling on her lips-as if she enjoyed the way panic

was swallowing me whole.

My heart hammered. My lungs tightened. How was she here? And who were these people

surrounding her?

“I see you know who I am,” she said, her tone mocking.

Didn’t she recognize me? Of course she didn’t recognize me, She never remembered anyone unless they served a purpose to her. And seeing her here again, my memory from that day came rushing back to the point where I started to tremble slightly.

“What do you want from me?” I forced out, even though fear knotted my insides.

Bella laughed a sharp, cruel sound. “You? Oh, you poor thing… do you really not know?”

Before I could respond, Maurice’s voice slipped into my mind again, tighter this time.

“If you’re with Bella, stay calm. Don’t provoke her. Help is coming”.

I swallowed hard.

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