{MATURE — The female lead, Elara, is a plus-size lady. This isn't a book about her losing weight or going on a weight-loss journey. This is a book where she embraces her size and loves herself after everything.} 


BILLIONAIRE/WEREWOLF 

I was born a maid in the pack,  unwanted, unloved, and unseen. They said I was the daughter of a servant and that I should be grateful to even breathe the same air as elites. But what no one knew was that I wasn’t who they thought I was. I was stolen from my destiny, stripped of my name, and buried in a life that was never mine.

When I finished school, I was given a job at Blueberries Pack Company. It was already falling apart, but I worked day and night to keep it alive. Still, nothing I did mattered. The Alpha’s precious daughter stole my ideas, my recognition, and even the man I thought I loved. I was used to silence, to being unseen,  until he appeared.

Darlon. The Alpha King. A name spoken with fear and awe. They said he was old, heartless, and cruel. I didn’t know him, and I never imagined our paths would cross. But when the Alpha and his Luna grew desperate to save their company, they forced me to marry him in their daughter’s place. 

I walked down that aisle expecting the worst…But what awaited me on the other side was nothing I could have ever imagined.

I didn’t know it then, but the man I had married wasn’t a stranger at all… He was my fated mate

And through him, I began to uncover the truth about my past, my bloodline, and the power that had been sleeping inside me all along.

"It was Ronan," he said, his voice low and rough. "And Lira. They did this."


My mother froze. "What are you saying?" she asked, her voice breaking. "Alpha Darlon, what do you mean they did this?"


My father shook his head slowly, confused and frightened. "You are hurting," he said carefully. "You have lost Elara. Please do not speak out of anger."


I felt my heart twist. In the present, where my soul was trapped, I stared at him in shock. How did he know? How could he possibly know all of this?


Darlon let out a bitter laugh and pressed his palms into the ground, still on his knees. "I am not guessing," he said. "I am not imagining things. I know."


My mother leaned closer, her breath shaking. "Know what?" she whispered. "Tell us clearly. Please."


Chapter 93 - 93 - please survive this