{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 woke up groaning, my head pounding like someone was drumming inside it. My eyes fluttered open and the first thing I saw was Darlon—staring at me. My heart jumped, and I scrambled upright.


"How… how did I get here?" I asked, my voice cracking a little.


He smiled, that damn smile that made my stomach twist. "You drank a little too much last night. You don't remember?"


I shook my head, trying to recall. Nothing. Blank. "I… I don't think I did anything wrong, did I?"


He leaned forward, resting his hands on the edge of the bed. "Try to remember," he said softly, his voice low and warm, making my heart flutter. My head throbbed, and the sunlight peeking through the curtains made it worse, but I couldn't look away from him. He looked… too good. Too calm. Too in control. My stomach twisted with nerves and something I didn't want to name.


Chapter 41 - 41 - just believe it