"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 shapeshifter's gaze softens almost imperceptibly as it lands on Eden. Our boy, usually so boisterous, is uncharacteristically quiet, clinging to my leg. 


"I see," she says, her voice losing some of its edge. "And what makes you think you'll find safety here?" 


"We've heard rumors," I say cautiously, "of a neutral territory. A place where different species coexist peacefully. We hoped..." I then made up, crossing my fingers for the shapeshifter to believe me. 


The latter looks at me with a mixture of skepticism and curiosity. 


"Rumors," she repeats, her lips curving into a slight smile. "Interesting. And how exactly did these rumors reach your ears?" 


I hesitate, unsure how much to reveal. Jason squeezes my hand, a silent way to tell me to be cautious with the choice of my words. 


"A sympathetic witch," I clarify. "She helped us escape and pointed us in this direction." 


Slipping of tongue