"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

“Yes, we did,” I replied, pulling him into a tight embrace. Relief flooded through me as I felt his warmth against me, knowing that he was safe. 


Jason joined us, wrapping his arms around both of us. “You were incredible,” he said, pride shining in his eyes. “We fought as one, and together we prevailed.” 


As our warriors cheered, I felt a mixture of gratitude and exhaustion wash over me. We had faced darkness and emerged victorious, but I knew that the battle was not truly over. The Black Faes would regroup, and we needed to remain vigilant. 


In the days that followed, we tended to our wounded and celebrated our hard-won victory. The bonds between our packs had grown stronger, and I felt a renewed sense of purpose guiding us. We would continue to fortify our defenses and prepare for whatever challenges lay ahead. 


The spring 2