{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.

Every day seemed longer than the last, yet somehow the hours passed too quickly. Now, the final preparations for the fashion week were here, and I could feel the tension in the office like an electric current. The team moved around me, bustling and humming, each person aware of the stakes, each person invested in making this the most perfect show we could create.


Janae was already in the fitting room when I arrived that morning, clipboard in hand, adjusting hems and checking accessories on the models. Their dresses sparkled under the bright lights, the fabrics flowing like liquid silk, sequins catching the sun in flashes that made the room feel like it was shimmering. I couldn't help the small thrill that ran through me; everything was coming together.


"Elara," Janae called, not looking up, "the cobalt gown for model three, it fits perfectly. But I think we should adjust the shoulder straps slightly. They keep slipping during the walk."


Chapter 128 - 128 - I hope so