{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 discussion about the designs started almost immediately. Lira and Ronan pulled out the folders, flipping through pages, pointing out seams, colors, and fabrics. Darlon sat back, watching quietly, while I remained still, holding my own notebook and pen.


As they talked, I realized the designs they were presenting were… substandard. Not even close to what I would consider professional or modern. I didn't say anything at first, just listened, letting the room fill with their chatter. I stayed quiet, my mind racing with ideas, sketches, and corrections.


At one point, I got up. "Would anyone like something to drink?" I asked softly.


Darlon looked at me, his eyes warm and approving. "My wife, always thinking of others," he said, giving me a small smile. He caught the attention of Lira and Ronan with that one word, and I felt my heart flutter, the way he said it, like it wasn't just a title, it was real.


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