{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.

Darlon did not throw the party right away.


At first, he refused every suggestion. He said the babies were too small. He said the house was too loud already. He said he did not trust crowds so close to us. But weeks passed, and the twins grew stronger, and the pack kept asking. Quietly at first. Then, with excitement they could no longer hide.


One evening, as he stood rocking Alexander while Isabella slept on my chest, he finally sighed. The sound was slow and heavy, like he had been holding his breath for days without realizing it.


"They deserve to celebrate," he said quietly. "The pack. And them."


I looked up at him and smiled. "You want to celebrate too."


He did not deny it. He only nodded once, his eyes soft as he looked down at our son. That was how I knew his mind was made up.


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