"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 


Jason's statement makes a shiver runs down my spine as I realize that our journey to the emergency portal isn't going to be as straightforward as we had hoped. The uncertainty in Jason's voice only amplifies my anxiety but I look at our son's sleeping form and I gain some sort of strength from his peaceful expression. We have to make it, for Eden's sake. 


As dawn breaks, we cautiously emerge from our cave hideout. The air is thick with an eerie mist, making it difficult to see more than a few feet ahead. Jason takes the lead, his wolf senses on high alert for any sign of danger. I follow closely behind, cradling Eden in my arms. 


We move as quickly and quietly as possible through the dense forest, every snapping twig and rustling leaf making us jump. The weight of the scepter at my hip is a constant reminder of the power we carry - and the danger that follows us because of it. 


The wolf is back