{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 shook my head, laughing harder now, even though tears threatened to spill again, not from fear this time, but from the joy and sheer absurdity of imagining this new little life with him. "You're ridiculous," I said between giggles, trying to push his chest lightly, but he only held me closer, clearly enjoying the moment as much as I was.


"You laugh now," he said softly, his voice teasing but full of love, "but soon you'll be planning every detail, names, clothes, toys, and all the things I'll probably get wrong, and you'll correct me every time."


I rested my head against his chest again, the steady beat of his heart under my ear somehow grounding me, making the world outside the room feel distant and small. Darlon's hand trailed lightly across my back, and he gave a soft, teasing sigh.


"You know," he murmured, "I think it's time you stop calling me by my name. You've been so sweet with your words for me, now it's my turn to have that."


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