"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 clash of steel rang out, I felt the weight of leadership settling on my shoulders. We had faced the darkness before, and we would do so again. With every strike, every shout, I fought alongside my pack, determined to protect what was ours. 


But as the battle raged on, I felt a familiar presence lurking just beyond the fray. Marrok was once again at the center of the chaos, and I knew I had to confront him head-on. 


“Marrok!” I shouted, my voice cutting through the din of battle. “You dare to challenge us again?” 


He turned to me, a wicked grin spreading across his face. “You think you can defeat me, Kelly? I have embraced the shadows, and I am more powerful than ever!” 


With a fierce cry, I charged toward him, my sword gleaming in the sunlight. The air crackled with energy as I felt the magic within me surge, a potent force ready to be unleashed. 


Holding on the line