{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.

Time dragged on slowly, painfully, like it wanted me to suffer through every second of it. The room smelled of broken wood and spilled wine, and the air felt heavy, thick with anger and grief. Darlon staggered across the chamber, knocking things over as he went, his footsteps uneven. I watched his hands shake as he reached for another bottle, then stop halfway, as if something inside him was fighting back.


It was getting late. The candles burned low, their flames flickering weakly, shadows dancing across the ruined walls. I felt fear tighten around my chest. I was scared for him. Scared that he would hurt himself. Scared that his grief would swallow him whole.


"Please," I whispered again and again, my voice breaking. "Please do not destroy yourself too. I cannot bear to lose you like this."


Chapter 94 - 94 - it's not enough