{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 stumbled back a step, my heart hammering so hard it felt like it would tear through my chest. My legs shook beneath me. Everything I had just watched, the palace, the feast, my past self, Ronan, Lira, my parents, it wasn't just a dream. Not entirely. It felt too real, too alive. Every laugh, every gentle glance, every touch of fabric, the warmth of my mother's hands adjusting my hair… I felt it as if it had been mine.


"What… what is this?" I whispered, my voice trembling. "Who… who are you showing me?" My chest rose and fell, shallow breaths, but the voices, the laughter, the teasing, the gentle words, they filled my mind, looping over and over, and I felt myself being pulled, being torn between now and then, between what was real and what I didn't understand.


I clenched my fists. "Stop!" I yelled, my voice echoing, "Stop! Come out! Show yourself!"


Chapter 82 - 82 - to be together