"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 first rays of dawn illuminated the battlefield, a mixture of exhaustion and exhilaration coursed through me. We had triumphed over the Black Faes, but the echoes of battle still lingered in the air, a stark reminder of the challenges we had faced. 


As our warriors regrouped, I took a moment to survey the aftermath. The clearing was a chaotic scene, with the remnants of battle scattered about—fallen branches, discarded weapons, and the telltale signs of our fierce struggle. But amidst the chaos, there was a sense of hope and resilience. My pack had fought valiantly, and we were still standing, united against the darkness. 


“Gather the injured!” I called out, my voice steady despite the lingering fatigue. “We need to tend to our wounded and honor those who fought bravely.” 


Sense of hope