"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 air grew denser, the shadows darker, as we pressed on through the enemy's lair. With each step closer to the stronghold's heart, a palpable tension wound its way around my spine, constricting like a serpent ready to strike. The silence was oppressive, a stark contrast to the cacophony of battle we'd left behind. 


"Keep your senses sharp," I whispered, my voice barely a breath against the cold stone walls that funneled us forward. The scent of ancient magic and malice filled my nostrils—The Black Faes' sorcery thickened the air, nearly tangible in its potency. 


Eden moved at my side, his green eyes aglow with the power he contained—a beacon of hope and a reminder of what we fought for. His youth did not dampen the resolve etched into his features; if anything, it sharpened it. 


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