{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.

There was a pause. Not heavy. Just quiet. A quiet that made sense.


"What if I fail at this?" I asked softly. "At being okay. Being a mother. At being someone who isn't shaped only by the pain they left me with?"


He took a slow breath, his arm wrapping around me carefully, like I might crumble if he moved too fast.


"You won't fail," he said. "Not because you're perfect. But because you try. Because you care. Because even after everything, you still want to be better, not bitter." He kissed the top of my head gently. "And you're not doing it alone. Not anymore."


A small breath escaped me. Almost a laugh. Almost a sob. Maybe both.


I pulled back slightly, looking up at him. "Thank you," I said quietly.


The tears came again, but this time they felt different. Softer. Like something finally loosening.


I exhaled, a tired, fragile smile tugging at my lips. "I don't know how to heal," I admitted. "But I want to try."


Chapter 156 - 156 - believe me