"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

Its light, once pure and radiant, now flickered like a guttering candle, casting elongated shadows that slithered across the camp. The Eclipse Crown sat heavy on Eden’s brow, its twin spiral darkened to a bruise-like hue, and the air hummed with a dissonant energy that made the wolves’ hackles rise. Kelly stood at the edge of the grove, her trinity mark cold and silent, Nyxara’s whispers absent for the first time in months. The victory over Nythra felt hollow, a fragile ceasefire in a war far from over. 


Eden’s resurrection had left him changed. His veins, once silvered by the curse, now pulsed with the Eclipse Crown’s obsidian light. He moved like a ghost, his footsteps soundless, his gaze fixed on horizons only he could see. Rhydian shadowed him relentlessly, the lattice of scars on his chest glowing faintly, as though reacting to the Crown’s corrupted energy. 


The moon's rebirth