{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.

The moment my eyes landed on the boxes in the living room, the air left my lungs.


I whispered under my breath, more to myself than anyone else, "I knew I fucked up."


The maids bowed the second they saw me, but I didn't even give them a glance. My eyes were glued to my wife. She stood there like a soft shadow, her shoulders pulled inward as if she was trying to disappear behind her own sadness.


I forced a small smile, even though my chest felt like it was splitting. I walked toward her slowly, carefully, like she was something fragile I might break with the wrong step.


My voice came out low. "Elara…. what's with the bags?"


She didn't lift her head at first. She clutched the handle of her suitcase tighter, her knuckles pale.


Then she breathed out and finally looked at me.


Chapter 24 - 24 - annoy my wife