{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.

One of the staff led us through a quieter corridor, away from the main hall. My heels clicked softly against the marble floor, and I felt Darlon's presence beside me like a shield. The air was tense, almost electric, and I could feel it pressing against my skin..


"This way, please," the staff said politely, opening a door to a private room. "The event will start soon. You'll be called to the stage. Please, make yourselves comfortable."


I nodded, my hands tightening around my clutch. I could feel my stomach twisting into knots.


Darlon's hand brushed against mine. "You'll do fine," he said softly, his voice calm but commanding. "Just stay with me."


"I hope so," I whispered, trying to steady my voice. I looked at him, his posture, the calm way he held himself, the way every eye in a room naturally turned toward him when he spoke. I tried not to think about how intimidating that was.


Chapter 133 - 133 - honor that