"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 moon hung low, a thin silver crescent against the velvet sky as I lay beside Jason. The stillness of the royal chamber afforded me a rare moment of introspection. "We can't afford to be islands, not anymore," I murmured, my voice barely above a whisper, laced with a weight that seemed to echo off the stone walls. 


Jason's arm, strong and reassuring, wrapped around me. His chest rose and fell rhythmically, a counterpoint to the distant howls that whispered through our land. "I know, Kelly. But alliances are delicate. We must tread carefully." 


"Delicate, yes, but necessary." I turned to face him, my eyes searching for affirmation in his. "If we don't unite the packs, we leave ourselves vulnerable to the threats lurking beyond our borders. The Black Faes... they won't stop." 


He nodded solemnly, the shadows casting an ominous dance upon his features. "Then we will bridge the divide. Together." 


Unifying the werewolf universe