{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.

I watched him step out of the torture chamber, his body stiff, his face empty in a way that scared me more than his rage. Blood stained his hands and clothes, but he did not seem to see it. Guards stood outside, frozen, unsure whether to bow or to run. For a moment, everything was quiet, like the world was holding its breath.


He reached for one of the guards and pulled the sword from his hand in one smooth motion. The sound of the blade leaving its sheath rang sharp in the air. My heart leaped in terror.


He did not hear me. He turned and walked forward, slow at first, then faster. Panic spread through the hallway. Guards shouted. Maids screamed. People tried to run, but fear slowed them down.


I screamed his name over and over, my voice breaking. "Darlon! Darlon, please listen to me!"


Chapter 95 - 95 - excuse bloodshed