The Alpha's Chubby Obsession. novel Chapter 220

Book 2:Chapter 9

Julio / Helio

From that point on, it was no longer me-it was Riley.

I blacked out completely. I didn’t know what happened after that, not really. My head had already

been a mess even before Riley took over, tangled with years of pressure, anger, and exhaustion It felt like my human side simply shut down, worn out from everything my life had been Maybe I

needed a break more than I ever realized.

Sunlight streamed into my eyes.

For a moment, I didn’t know where I was.

Slowly, I opened my eyes and sat up on the bed, my body feeling unnaturally light and refreshed. Too refreshed. I looked down at my hands, a strange realization settling in-not only did I feel

rested, I felt powerful.

“What did you do?”

Her voice cut through the haze, and instantly her scent flooded my senses.

Idara.

Memory slammed back into place.

I had come to her house last night.

I snapped my head up and found her standing in front of the mirror, wrapped in a bathrobe with a towel tied around her head. Her neck was bent slightly, as if she had been examining something. Slowly, she turned to face me, and her eyes widened-not with fear this time, but with something sharper, something bordering on outrage.

She looked like she was about to lose it.

But then I began hearing soft footsteps coming from the stairs.

Her mother.

“What is this?” Idara asked quietly, turning fully toward me and pointing at her neck.

My gaze followed her finger-to the mark Riley had left. Then, shamefully, my eyes drifted lower, trailing down her chest before I could stop myself.

A knock sounded at the door.

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“Idara?” her mother called. “Who are you talking to?”

Clain

Idara stiffened, panic flashing across her face. I moved slightly, and her eyes darted between me

and the door.

“No one, Mom,” she replied quickly. “I was on a call. I’m naked right now.”

There was a brief pause.

“Alright,” her mother said. “Your food is on the table when you’re done.”

Her footsteps faded away as she retreated.

Silence settled heavily between us, for like a minute.

Then Idara spoke, her voice firm and controlled. “Mr. Chester, leave. Now. The same way you came

in.”

Her expression made it clear-no discussion, no excuses. I nodded at once. My coat and tie lay

discarded on the floor.

Goddess, I just hoped Riley hadn’t done anything worse than biting her.

“I’m sorry,” I said quietly.

She frowned. “You said that last night. You will explain everything later-why you broke into my

room like a thief, acted like an animal, bit me, and then passed out.”

Her voice trembled, but she kept it low.

“Okay,” I replied, guilt weighing heavily in my chest.

I gathered my things, slipped on my shoes, and moved toward the window. Her eyes followed my every step as I pushed it open.

I jumped.

I heard her sharp gasp as my body dropped, landing cleanly on my feet below.

When I looked up, she was standing there at the window, staring down at me with wide eyes.

Then she pulled the blinds shut.

I honestly couldn’t blame her for treating me that way, so I turned and walked away from her

house. A few of her neighbors glanced at me as I passed, curiosity evident in their eyes. Ahead, my

car waited where I had left it.

I had told the driver I would return, yet I never did last night. At the very least, courtesy demanded

an apology.

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He stepped out immediately when he saw me, bowed slightly, and opened the door without a word. I slid into the back seat as he closed it, then leaned back and released a deep, weary sigh.

Once he got in and started the engine, I spoke.

“For not coming back earlier… please accept my apology.”

He glanced at me through the rearview mirror, surprise flickering briefly before he smiled. “No problem, Alpha. You don’t usually apologize for things like this.”

I frowned faintly and nodded. “Hmm. I see.”

Of course, he didn’t know the truth-that I wasn’t the alpha everyone believed me to be. For him to say that only confirmed one thing: my brother would never have apologized. Not for this. Not for

anything.

An alpha doesn’t apologize to his subordinates. He commands, and they obey. That was how it had always been. That was why my behavior seemed strange to him.

Maybe I should do more. Maybe I should act more like an alpha.

Perhaps that was why the council saw me as weak.

But old habits die hard. I wasn’t like my brother-the hardened, ruthless leader everyone feared.

Buried memories began to surface, sharp and unwelcome, twisting my expression. Memories of how my brother treated me like nothing more than another subordinate. How he refused to let my suffering end even after our father died and he became alpha.

How he continued to lock me away, hiding me so the world wouldn’t know I existed.

I was his shadow while he stood in the light.

Truly, I had lived through too much-no friends, no warmth, no family that cared except Danae. Maybe that was why I was the way I was now.

They call me a man of few words, but they don’t know the truth.

It’s not that I don’t have anything to say.

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