"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

The woods were too quiet. Even the wind seemed afraid to rustle the leaves here. I clenched my fists, feeling the strange energy beneath my skin—like a storm trapped in my veins. It had been weeks since the Voidmother brought me back, stitching my soul into this new body, but I still didn’t recognize myself. My hands shimmered faintly, as if lightning lived under my nails, and every heartbeat echoed with a second, darker rhythm. The Voidmother called it a *gift*. To me, it felt like a curse. 


Jason’s scent lingered in the air—pine needles and campfire smoke—but he was gone. He’d left before dawn, his footsteps silent. He thought I wouldn’t notice. He was wrong. I noticed everything now. The way the pack avoided my gaze. The way Eden flinched when I reached for him. The way Rhydian’s scars glowed brighter whenever I neared, as if warning him to stay away. 


The debt