The Alpha's Chubby Obsession. novel Chapter 239

Book 2:Chapter 21-2

She let out a small, exasperated sigh. “It turns out Mr. Chester is in heat.”

“Heat?” I echoed, the word hanging strangely between us.

Clair

Heat could mean two things: the weather being unbearably hot, or… the mating instinct animals

experience. I wasn’t sure which one she meant.

“What does that have to do with me?” I asked, even as my feet kept pace with hers.

“You’re his mate,” she said plainly. “You’re the only one who can calm him down.”

I blinked, stunned. “And if I refuse?” My voice came out steady, almost challenging.

She stopped and turned to face me fully, her expression grave. “He’ll lose control completely. Right now, he’s barely holding on. According to Ms. Chester, he’s currently submerged in cold water trying to cool himself.”

That explanation dragged up the memory of that night-his feverish skin burning against mine, the way his body had finally eased only when I lay draped over him.

So that’s what they needed from me. Just… lie on top of him again. That’s what I told myself.

But now, drenched in sweat beneath him, his fangs pressed into my neck, my own body igniting in response from whatever he was doing, I realized it was far from just laying on top of him.

And apparently, he preferred to be completely naked.

How did I even end up here-pinned beneath him, his body pressed hard against mine, teeth sinking into the sensitive skin of my neck while heat pours through every inch of me?

It all happened so fast.

After Mrs. Lucy practically shoved me into the backseat of the car and got in with me, the car started immediately and the drive stretched on for nearly twenty minutes. When we finally pulled up, I couldn’t believe my eyes. The mansion loomed ahead like something ripped straight out of a movie-massive, imposing, almost unreal.

I barely had time to take it in before I was hustled out of the vehicle and steered toward the entrance. Guards flanked the towering double doors; they swung open without a word, and we

stepped inside.

The interior was breathtaking-marble floors, soaring ceilings, chandeliers that looked like they belonged in a palace. I stood there, stunned, until a calm, composed man-the butler, I assumed- said quietly, “This way, please.”

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Book 2 Chapter 21-2

Clai

I glanced back at Mrs. Lucy. She gave a small, respectful bow and stayed behind, leaving me to

follow the butler alone.

My stomach twisted. Everything was moving too quickly. I felt like I’d been dropped into someone

else’s life with no warning.

We reached another set of doors. Several maids stood waiting outside, they all looked so worried and drained, and beside them was a small boy. The moment he turned and our eyes met, my breath caught. He was the spitting image of Mr. Chester-same sharp features, same intense gaze -only softer, younger, impossibly cute. When our eyes locked, he immediately ducked behind one

of the maids, peeking out shyly.

“She’s here,” the butler announced into the room beyond. “She’s coming in.”

My heart slammed against my ribs. I had no idea what I was about to walk into, and the uncertainty terrified me.

I stepped forward slowly.

The instant I crossed the threshold, a powerful hand seized my wrist and yanked me inside. The

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