All Chapters of The Alpha’s Forbidden obsession : Chapter 71 - Chapter 80

Dear readers,This is the latest chapter of the book, but I recommend waiting for the updated versions of previous chapters before continuing. I understand that many of you have paid to read those chapters, and it's important that the content reflects the story correctly. I’ve already revised the chapters, specifically from 61 to 70, and they are now under review by my editor. Once approved, the original content will be updated.I sincerely apologize for any inconvenience this may have caused, and I appreciate your understanding and patience during this process ———"Come, let's eat something first," Aiden said, his voice calm yet carrying that unmistakable edge of authority. His gaze lingered on my neck, where the bite mark—his mark—was hidden beneath my hair. There was an intensity in his eyes that made my heart flutter.I nodded quietly, trying to appear composed. My hand moved instinctively to my hair, wanting to flick it back to cover the mark, to hide the evidence of his claim

As I sat there, Aiden's words echoed in my mind, sending a shiver down my spine. His possessive tone, the dominance in his voice, left me speechless. I wasn't sure how to respond, or if I even could. It wasn’t just the words he spoke, it was the he had said this, the undeniable pull that seemed to bind us closer with each passing moment. My heart pounded against my ribs as I picked at the food on my plate, my appetite long gone.The way his hand never left my waist during the meal, the way his fingers occasionally tightened as if reminding me of his presence, made my body react in ways I couldn’t understand. My mind warred between resistance and submission, between the desire to push him away and the need to stay close. Aiden had marked me. I was his now. And despite the fear that still simmered beneath the surface, a part of me had begun to accept that.I hated that part of myself.“Eat,” Aiden’s voice rumbled from beside me, pulling me from my thoughts. His tone was firm, but not ha

Aiden’s hand tightened slightly on the back of my chair, a silent gesture of support. He didn’t say anything, but his presence alone was enough to remind me that I wasn’t alone in this. That, as much as I might feel out of place, I was still *his*.Once they all had offered their greetings, Marcus spoke again. “We will spread the news to the other packs, as you requested, Alpha,” he said, addressing Aiden directly now. “They will know that the bond has been completed.”Aiden nodded, his expression unreadable. “Good,” he said simply, his voice calm but carrying an undeniable authority. “Let them know that Isabella is my Luna. And that any challenge to her is a challenge to me.”His words sent a chill down my spine. There was a darkness in his tone, a warning that made it clear he wouldn’t tolerate any threats to me or my position. It was both comforting and terrifying at the same time.They nodded in agreement, their postures stiffening slightly at the unspoken threat in Aiden’s words.

I felt a mixture of emotions, each one battling for dominance. I wanted to push him away, to keep him at a safe distance. But there was also a pull, a strange, undeniable attraction that made it impossible to deny him. “I don’t have to prove anything,” I replied, trying to keep my voice steady, though I could feel my resolve slipping. He smirked, leaning in closer until I could feel his breath against my skin. “Then why are you still here?” he murmured, his eyes flicking down to my lips. “If you truly didn’t want this, you would have walked away by now.” The truth of his words stung, and I hated that he was right. I wanted to deny it, to claim that this was all a game, a twisted power play that meant nothing to me. But deep down, I knew it wasn’t true. I cared. I cared more than I wanted to admit. My mind raced, battling against the swirling emotions he’d stirred up within me, heart pounding, breath catching, caught between the desire to push him away and an undeniable pull that h

It had been two weeks since the night Aiden asked me that unexpected question, and now, finally, we were on the eve of leaving to meet my mother. The days had felt strangely calm, almost as if the world had decided to give us a brief respite from all the turmoil and intensity that had defined our relationship. I thought that becoming Aiden's Luna would make everything harder—make me feel more cornered, more pressured—but it had been almost the opposite.Everyone, from the pack members to the maids, had treated me with genuine warmth and kindness. They were patient, even in moments where I fumbled over the things I didn’t know—their world still feeling foreign to me. Aiden, in his own way, had tried to make things as comfortable as possible. He had arranged for a personal maid, Alina, to help me navigate my new responsibilities. Alina had taken her role to heart, always checking in on me, ensuring I had everything I needed. Though I often felt overwhelmed by the attention, her kindness