{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 moment, I was still in that strange field, the soft grass brushing my ankles. The air smelled clean, alive, like the first breath of rain on soil. My skin still glowed faintly, the lines running under my arms pulsing softly, and every heartbeat made the light thrum like it had its own rhythm.


Then I moved again. I didn't think, I just… moved. My feet lifted, and the soft grass fell away under me, replaced by cold stone. I landed inside a building. It looked ancient. Everything about it whispered age: walls lined with cracked stone, carvings that looked like they had been etched a hundred years ago, pillars holding up ceilings that disappeared into shadow. The air smelled of old wood and dust, like the building had been waiting for me.


I blinked and turned slowly. My hands were still glowing faintly, but I felt… trapped, enclosed in some kind of invisible shield. I pushed against it with everything I had. Nothing. Not even a crack.


Chapter 77 - 77 - remember everything