{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 guided Stella carefully down the steps, keeping her steady as she adjusted her coat. "Here," I said gently as we reached the street, "you can get a cab from here. Make sure you get home safely."


She looked at me, eyes still glistening. "Thank you… Elara. For everything. For listening, for understanding… for bringing me here."


I nodded. "Take care of yourself, Stella. And… we'll keep our promise."


She smiled faintly and waved, hurrying toward the cab stand. I watched until the taxi pulled away, then turned back to the car. The ride back to the mansion felt quiet, but not heavy, there was a strange lightness now, a sense of closure settling in my chest.


As soon as I pulled into the driveway, the twins came running. Alexander's little legs pounded against the marble floors as he leapt straight into my arms. Isabella followed, giggling, wrapping her tiny arms around my neck.


"Mommy!" they shouted together, their voices blending in perfect, chaotic harmony.


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