"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

Shadows crept along the walls of the royal chamber, mirroring the dark tendrils of doubt that twisted through my mind. I sat alone, my posture rigid on the throne that now felt more like a prison than a seat of power. The silence was oppressive, broken only by the occasional crackle from the fireplace that failed to warm the chill in my bones. My fingers traced the armrest, the intricate carvings cold and unyielding under my touch. 


Elara Windrider's image haunted me – her once vibrant frame now broken and fragile, tethered to life by the thinnest of threads. Her injury weighed on my heart, heavy as the crown upon my head. As Luna Queen, it was my duty to protect my pack, but in this moment, I felt nothing but helplessness. Could I continue this path, knowing it led my closest allies into peril? 


Doubts