"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

As the sun fully crested the horizon, bathing the battlefield in golden light, the air buzzed with anticipation. The warriors were lined up, each one a testament to our unity and determination. I stood at the forefront, my heart pounding in rhythm with the energy of my pack, every face around me a reflection of resilience. 


“Today, we stand together!” I called out, my voice ringing through the ranks. “Today, we fight for our families, our homes, and our future!” 


The cheer that erupted was deafening, a chorus of voices echoing the strength of our resolve. I could see the fire in their eyes, a fierce determination that ignited a sense of pride within me. We were ready to face whatever the Black Faes had planned. 


As we prepared for battle, I turned to Jason, who stood by my side, his expression steely and focused. “Remember, our goal is to protect our territory and drive them back,” I said, my voice low but firm. “We can’t let them breach our borders again.” 


Resilience