{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.

One of the interns approached with nervous eyes, holding a sketchbook like she was afraid it might burn her fingers. "Luna Elara," she said, voice shaking a little, "I tried to draw something new, and I don't know if it's good enough because my hands keep shaking and I keep thinking what if it becomes another mistake like the last ones."


I looked at her drawing. It wasn't perfect. The lines weren't confident. The proportions were a little off. But there was something emotional in it, something that looked like someone fighting to be seen. That mattered more.


"It is enough," I told her, meeting her eyes so she understood. "Because you tried. And because you care. Fix the lines here and adjust the waistline, but do not throw this away. Fear is not talent. You have talent. Fear is just noise. You can silence it."


Her breath hitched like she was about to cry. "Thank you, Luna. I will fix it. I promise I will fix it."


Chapter 114 - 114 - sewing machine