"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 silence in the grand hall was a living thing, thick and choking, as it wrapped around my heart with icy tendrils. I watched Alpha Biansky's face contort in horror, his imposing figure rooted to the spot where chaos had turned to tragedy. His eyes, those of a leader hardened by countless moons and battles, were wide with an anguish that clawed at my own soul. In them, I saw the reflection of every parent's nightmare—the death of a child, even one shrouded in secrecy and born of a forbidden affair. 


"Paul!" The name tore from his throat in a ragged howl that seemed to shake the very foundations of our world, shattering the oppressive quiet. His silver-white mane bristled, and for a moment, I thought he would launch himself at Jason, my husband, my partner, my heart. But there was something else in his gaze, beyond the raw edge of paternal grief—a burning accusation that fanned the flames of an ancient feud. 


A frail alliance