"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

The whispers of the forest hushed as news slithered through the underbrush: Alpha Biansky had unleashed his Gamma. Thorne, a name that conjured images of bloodstained fangs and fallen warriors, marched toward us with his troops, their steps an ominous drumbeat against the earth. Our pack braced for the storm to come—fur raised, eyes like coals smoldering in the twilight. 


"Kelly," Jason murmured, his voice a low growl only I could hear. "I will challenge him. We can avoid unnecessary carnage." His words were meant to comfort, but my heart gnashed against the confines of my chest, refusing the shelter of his protection. 


"No, my king," I replied, stepping forward while our pack members parted like the Red Sea before Moses. "Let me be the one." 


His hesitation was palpable, a tremor in the air between us. But Jason's nod came, reluctant yet filled with trust. Our love was more than words and warmth; it was faith in each other's claws and teeth. 


The North pack's gamma