"Hi, yes you aren't dreaming, it's the chubby Kelly," I say inwardly as I see the unhappy face expression of Jason who is disheartened. 

The guests laugh at us. They call our couple all sort of names. "The prince charming and the pancakes' eater Kelly" is one I can sadly remember."

"I, Jason Bentley of the South pack, reject you Kelly Thompson as my mate and the Luna Queen," he declared fiercely.

***
Kelly Thompson, an eighteen-year-old curvaceous and wolfless she-wolf, has been quietly admiring Jason Bentley, the heir apparent to the throne of the dominant South pack, for a number of years.

Unfortunately for Kelly, she doesn't get the same attention in return from Alpha heir Jason, as the handsome daughter of his old father's Gammas, Betty Nord, is already the love of the pack's future Alpha. But, the plump Kelly has an advantage over the skinny Betty because of a strong vow made by Jason's father, the Alpha King Don Bentley, that his son will marry the daughter of his Betas who gave their lives two years ago in a fight against the North pack's fiercest adversaries in order to preserve the life of the Alpha heir.

But clearly, nothing goes as smoothly as Kelly imagines.

The Rejected Curvy Luna Queen

LORRY SPRINGSTONE'S/KELLY THOMPSON'S POV 


The night rolls on pretty smoothly, but I can’t shake this unsettling feeling that’s crept in. Jason and Eden are already fast asleep, their breathing gentle and steady under the soft glow of the room. I’m sitting cross-legged on the moss, my back against the curved wall of our tree chamber, struggling to find any sense of peace. 


My mind is racing with endless possibilities and possible threats. The council’s mistrust is palpable, and I know that one slip-up could lead us into deep trouble. I close my eyes, trying hard to come up with a plan for the interrogation set for the morning. 


Then, I hear it—a soft rustling just outside our door that freezes me in place. I hold my breath, straining to listen. There it is again—the low murmur of voices. It dawns on me that our guards are having a private conversation. 


Trial