{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 almost choked on a laugh. "That is terrifying."


Janea found her way behind me, her excitement turning into nervous energy.


"Elara… what if no one bids? What if…"


"They will," I cut in softly. "And even if they don't, we still did something beautiful today."


She nodded, but she didn't look convinced. I understood. Fear comes with ambition like a shadow comes with light.


Applause again. It rolled across the hall like a soft wave, like something alive. Not loud in a chaotic way, but steady. Respectful. Prideful. Almost gentle, even from the fiercest alphas.


I sat back down slowly, still catching my breath. My knees felt light, like they could give out or lift me into the air. I was not sure which. My hands trembled, just enough to betray me, so I placed them under the table where no one could see.


For a second, I allowed myself to just feel everything.


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