The Alpha's Chubby Obsession. novel Chapter 40

Chapter 37-1

Osborne

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The moment Aina walked out, I released a long, heavy sigh. Truth was, the instant I heard Bella had

shown up at our pack, I knew I couldn’t waste another second, I had to return home immediately.

Still, before rushing back, I’d called Aina and told her not to interact with Bella but to get into our

bedroom and wait for me.

I even sent a quick text to my mother, who reassured me that she would handle things and I shouldn’t worry. But how could I not? Knowing Bella, trouble was bound to follow.

By the time I got to my room, my mind was already made up. My goal was clear, mark Aina and bind her to me completely. That way, when she had to face someone like Bella, she wouldn’t be standing there feeling powerless. She would have every right, every leverage, to stand her ground as my mate and future Luna.

I’m not blind; I know Aina struggles with self-esteem, but lately, she’s been changing right before my eyes. She’s growing bolder, stronger. In fact, she’s gone far beyond what I expected of her. I still remember the way she stood her ground while speaking with my father that day, it left me more than impressed. That moment, I realized something else. I wasn’t just proud of her; I was falling in

love with her all over again.

And in that certainty, I knew I hadn’t chosen wrong. Not in the slightest. Aina was mine, and I’d fight

to keep it that way.

I hadn’t eaten all day, so after settling down, I called the kitchen. Within minutes, my food was brought in. Knowing my mother was with her gave me peace, she’d never allow anything foul to happen to Aina. And Bella… Bella knows better than to harm what’s mine.

Halfway through the meal, my ears picked up footsteps. Then a scent hit me-familiar, sharp and suffocating. One I used to like years ago, but now, it only irritated me.

The door swung open without so much as a knock. Bella stood there, lingering in the doorway like she expected me to acknowledge her. I didn’t. I kept eating, ignoring her completely.

“What did you do, Osborne?” she demanded, her voice cutting through the silence like venom.

I lifted my head, feigning ignorance. “What do you mean?”

Her eyes blazed as she stepped into the room. “You marked someone else. And not me.”

I set down my fork and leaned back in my chair, staring at her calmly. “I marked my mate, Bella. That shouldn’t concern you.”

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Her composure shattered. She slammed her hands down on the table with enough force to split it in two, food scattering across the floor. That was Bella in her truest form, dressed like a queen, but violent and unpredictable underneath. I’d sparred with her before. I knew her strength.

“First, you barge into my room without knocking. Then, you smash my table and ruin my meal. Didn’t your father raise you better?” My tone was sharp and cold.

Her face twisted with rage. She raised her hand to strike me. But before she could, I caught her wrist midair. Slowly, I rose from the chair, gripping her firmly as I looked down at her. For a second, her expression softened, almost as if she wanted me to see the version of her she thought I’d fall for.

I know Bella loves me or thinks she does. And I’ll admit, there was a time when I returned the feeling. But that ended the day I saw her true face.

That day is carved into my memory. Maurice, her little brother, lying in a pool of his own blood. Her friends circled him, laughing. And Bella, smiling. That twisted smile, cold and cruel, as if hurting her own brother brought her joy.

He was barely alive. Barely breathing. And she didn’t care.

“Bella!” I shouted, my voice breaking through the haze. She turned toward me, and just like that, the

cruel grin vanished. In its place, she wore that mask of sweetness she always hid behind.

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