{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 morning sun spilled through the long glass windows of my office, warming the polished marble floor and catching on the gold trim of my desk. Everything looked perfect, because things around me were supposed to be perfect.


 Chaos. Annoyance. And that stupid, bitter sting at the back of my throat every time Elara's name crossed my mind.


I sat up straighter as I shuffled through a stack of documents. My nails, freshly painted in a deep wine color, tapped the wooden surface rhythmically. I tried to focus, but every passing second reminded me that somewhere in this same company, Elara, that nobody like her was breathing the same air as Darlon.


The idea alone was enough to make my jaw tighten.


Before I could even answer, the door cracked open and Ronan walked in, smiling that goofy smile of his.


He held a file in his hand, stepping inside as if he owned the place.


Chapter 30 - 30 - out of my office