{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 slammed the door behind me and let out a frustrated sigh. My shoulders were tense and my chest felt heavy, like I was carrying a storm inside me. "Damn it, Damon," I muttered under my breath. "Still apologizing for kissing me… I knew it. I knew it. He didn't like me."


I sank onto the edge of the bed, burying my face in my hands. The anger and sadness collided inside me, leaving me restless. My fingers trembled as I hugged my knees to my chest. I felt small, exposed, and… annoyed with myself for letting any of this get to me.


Just then, my phone rang, piercing the quiet of the room. I frowned when I saw the name. Lira.


I ignored the call at first, letting it ring over and over. I tried to steady my breathing, telling myself that I didn't need this right now. I wrapped the blanket tighter around my shoulders and pressed my back against the headboard, willing my heart to stop racing. Maybe if I just pretended it wasn't happening, it would go away.


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