{MATURE — The female lead, Elara, is a plus-size lady. This isn't a book about her losing weight or going on a weight-loss journey. This is a book where she embraces her size and loves herself after everything.} 


BILLIONAIRE/WEREWOLF 

I was born a maid in the pack,  unwanted, unloved, and unseen. They said I was the daughter of a servant and that I should be grateful to even breathe the same air as elites. But what no one knew was that I wasn’t who they thought I was. I was stolen from my destiny, stripped of my name, and buried in a life that was never mine.

When I finished school, I was given a job at Blueberries Pack Company. It was already falling apart, but I worked day and night to keep it alive. Still, nothing I did mattered. The Alpha’s precious daughter stole my ideas, my recognition, and even the man I thought I loved. I was used to silence, to being unseen,  until he appeared.

Darlon. The Alpha King. A name spoken with fear and awe. They said he was old, heartless, and cruel. I didn’t know him, and I never imagined our paths would cross. But when the Alpha and his Luna grew desperate to save their company, they forced me to marry him in their daughter’s place. 

I walked down that aisle expecting the worst…But what awaited me on the other side was nothing I could have ever imagined.

I didn’t know it then, but the man I had married wasn’t a stranger at all… He was my fated mate

And through him, I began to uncover the truth about my past, my bloodline, and the power that had been sleeping inside me all along.

"Here," Darlon said softly, holding his tie out. "Knot this for me."


I blinked, my fingers trembling slightly as I took it. "Uh… okay," I whispered. My heart was already beating too fast. I fumbled slightly as I knot the tie.


"You're doing fine," he said, his voice low. "Just… gently. Don't rush."


I nodded, forcing my hands to steady. When I finally tightened the knot, he reached up and adjusted it himself, brushing my fingers lightly with his. My chest tightened at the touch, but I kept my eyes on the tie, refusing to look at him fully.


"There," he said finally, stepping back. "Perfect. You did well."


I swallowed. "Thanks," I muttered, trying to hide how my heart was fluttering.


"Come on. Breakfast," he said, turning toward the dining area.


Chapter 42 - 42 - no distractions