"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 heavy in the sky, a silent sentinel as we circled around the ancient oak table that had known many a battle plan. I could feel the weight of responsibility pressing down on my shoulders as we pored over maps and reports, our faces bathed in the cold glow of flickering candles. 


"Let's consider their strengths," I began, my voice low and steady. "The Black Faes move like whispers on the wind, unseen until it is too late. They know our territories, our people. They will use that knowledge to strike from within." 


Elara Windrider leaned forward, her eyes sharp as flint. "Their weakness lies in their arrogance," she said, her voice carrying the wisdom of the forests. "They believe us to be fractured, easy prey. We must prove them wrong." 


The defense