
His Plumpy Mate
"How dare you touch my mate?"
Three days ago, Aella was publicly rejected. Her fated mate called her worthless. Wolf-less. Too fat to stand beside an Alpha.
On the day she was meant to be sold into another mating, the most feared Alpha in the north shattered her engagement ceremony and claimed her in front of everyone.
Eros Shaw does not save people. He conquers them. And yet, he takes her away.
Aella has spent her entire life believing one thing: No one loves a fat girl. Not even the Moon. But the Moon has been lying.
Because Aella is not wolf-less. She is something far more dangerous. As ancient magic stirs, a forgotten prophecy begins to unfold. Her blood carries power long buried. Her twin sister hides a truth that could destroy them both. And somewhere in the shadows, a witch waits for the perfect moment to strike.
Eros thinks he has claimed a broken girl.
He has no idea she is the beginning of the end.
His mark may kill her. Her awakening may destroy him.
And when enemies close in and secrets unravel, Aella must decide: remain the girl they mocked or rise as the Alpha Female destiny has been preparing for centuries?
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Chapter 2
Eros
"Get out," I said coldly, leaving the bewildered redhead sprawled between the white sheets as I headed into the shower.
Steam rose as I turned on the shower. Stepping out, I frowned as I saw the redhead figure lying lazily on my bed, a soft snore leaving her lips.
"What are you doing here?" I growled loudly,
"A..Alpha," she scrambled up, looking at me sultrily.
"I told you to scram," I barked, unfazed by her measly attempt to end up in my bed once more. No one had that right.
Her black orbs turned misty, "I thought you wanted me," she whispered lowly.
"What an audacious thought, I would rather want a pig," I sneered.
"But I love you."
My lips stretched into a smile. I approached her, closing the gap between us. I gripped her chin. "You're going to gather all your things and scram before I blink," I said lowly, staring at her as I battled my wolf for dominance.
"Let me at her," Eden, my wolf, growled furiously.
"No," I said simply, shutting him down.
Her eyes widened, fear flickered in them, she scrambled to her feet, bouncing her naked tits as she rushed out the door, bumping into Kaden, my beta and best friend, on her way out.
"I know you don't sleep with them more than once, but come on, man. Spare my eyes," he groaned.
"You smell shitty." I scrunched my nose at his muddy smell.
"Yeah, no thanks to training those pups," he groaned, sinking into the sofa.
"Get your dirty ass up from my sofa,"
"Sure, mum," he bit back sarcastically, not making a move to stand.
"There's an invitation from Moonlight Pack." He began, sitting upright, dragging a cup from the tray.
"Decline it," I said.
"Ehhh." His eyes lowered, and he turned sideways away from me. I paused, "What do you mean by Ehhh?" I asked
"I don't know what you're talking about." his nose tilted, something he does only when he lies.
I sighed, grabbing an outfit I changed into, "What did you do?" I asked, leaving the room while he followed.
The room reeked of sex and sweat, a scent that better be gone before I get back, or someone would answer for it.
Kaden turned silent all through the way, as we walked through the marbled tiles of the long hallway of my pack house that led to my office.
I winced as the bright light hit my face as I opened the door to my office. "Spill. Now." I left no room for options as the words left my lips.
"I already accepted the invitation."
"On whose orders?" Eden growled, taking control of me temporarily.
"And that's why," he sighed. "The elders..."
"I should have ended those old fools, the very first day they interfered with my pack," Eden flashed out once more, before I was finally able to lock him at the corner of my mind.
"Fucking stop pacing around, you're giving me a headache," I groaned at Eden, who refused to stay still.
"Eros, that's more than once in a stretch," Kaden said, his brows creased with worry as he looked at me.
"I have it under control," I muttered.
"Tell that to the elders on my neck. You need a Luna, the pack is worried, Eden grows more feral with each passing day."
My hands slammed hard against the table. "I said I have it under control."
"Doesn't seem like you've got much control to me," he replied.
"Aside from the elders, I also think you need a Luna man. That's where the moonlight pack's invitation comes in." Chairs scraped as he sat opposite me.
Pinching my forehead with my two fingers, "What does the invitation have to do with getting me a Luna?" I asked.
"It's the first step. We attend their Alpha's mating ceremony, you pick a mate and voila, problem solved," he grinned as he'd just solved the world's biggest problem.
"What she-wolf decided to ruin her life with that wimp for an Alpha?" I wondered, the image of the snotty-nosed alpha came to mind.
"His beta's daughter, apparently. She's his chosen mate."
"Something feels fishy about all this, not like I have a choice. Let's go then, I do need to blow off steam."
"More like blow off your bat shit wolf," he murmured.
But thanks to Eden's perked-up ears, we heard him, loud and clear.
"Shut up, Kay." I threw a pen at him, and it hit. A red bulge appeared on his forehead.
"My face," he groaned dramatically, clutching his face as if something horrible had happened.
"It's not the end of the world, Kay," I chuckled at the look on his face as he looked at me like the world was about to end.
"Easy for you to say, you're not the one with a red bulge ruining your handsome face," he grumbled.
Bringing down his hands from his face, his expression turned serious as his eyes flickered between his natural blue orbs and yellow, his wolf's. He went silent, mind linking with one of the pack members.
"A rogue was found on the pack grounds. Bane got it before it could attack anyone." He turned to me as he finished.
"Where?" I asked.
His hands curled into fists, and the air thickened. "The school," he said.
I narrowed my eyes, "How did a rogue get that far? No one sighted it before its attack?"
"None," his lips tightened.
"Patrol?" I asked.
"Xenos and Axel," He replied
A lone rogue couldn't possibly sneak past my best warriors. "Investigate properly, bring in anyone that seems even slightly suspicious. I'll do the questioning myself," I ordered.
The door creaked open and shut as he left, and sunlight peered in through a crack in the curtain. But I stood, wondering the underlying question that we didn't dare to say loudly.
There's a mole in my pack.
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9.3
Elena died on the operating table, betrayed by her husband, her unborn child already gone.
But death? Just her intermission.
She woke up in a whole new world-a beastmen's world, where females are rarer than diamonds and the strongest males go mad without a woman's mark to calm them down.
And her?
Labelled the weakest female alive. An F-rank body with a joke of a status.
But hidden inside? Unlimited mental power.
Just as she's figuring out this mess, a system pops up with one hell of an offer:
Complete the missions. Bond with assigned males. Save this world.
Do all that, and you get a one-way ticket back home. for revenge.
Sounds simple? Think again.
A Wolf General, colder than a blizzard, who should have ended her-ended up letting her mark him.
A Fox Prince, all charming smiles and secret schemes, who started playing games only to lose his own heart.
A golden Dragon, sunshine-bright and fiercely possessive, who declares her his destined treasure.
A shadowy Serpent, too patient and too dangerous, watching her every move from the dark.
A Phoenix King, whose love burns so hot he'd reduce empires to cinders for her.
They all need her mark. They all want her.
And sharing? Not in their vocabulary.
Too bad for them-
She's not here for love stories.
She's here to survive.
To climb.
To turn their legendary power into her own stepping stones.
And one day.
To go back and make her betrayers wish they were never born.

9.5
Rejected by her mate and tortured to death, Valeria wakes up in a new body, right before her wedding vows. In the body of another woman with the same name as hers.
She never thought of being inside the most powerful Luna. The most scandalous and shrewd woman. The moon Goddess blessed her with the perfect cover.
The big twist? The previous owner of the body had an affair with her ex- fiance. Things take a turn when her new husband, the alpha, knows her little secret.
He can see the souls of people through their eyes. Their unexpected attraction blooms. Until his brother returns from the dead to claim his wife, Luna Valeria.

8.1
She thought patience would earn her love.
She was wrong.
After years of waiting for her best friend to finally see her, she meets the one man she should never want-his older brother. Dark, forbidden, and dangerously perceptive, he sees through every excuse she's ever made for being overlooked.
Now she must choose between a safe fantasy that keeps breaking her heart and a dangerous truth that offers no escape once it begins.
Because the brother who looks at her like that?
He doesn't believe in halfway love.

8.0
For Claire, Christmas has always been about survival. She only wanted to keep life steady for her daughter Emma after heartbreak and loss. Moving to a quiet snowy town was meant to be a fresh start, not the beginning of something new for her heart.
Jack, a widowed single father, has built his world around his children. He has hidden his own longing for love beneath duty and routine. But when Claire and Emma step into his life, the walls he carefully built begin to melt away like snow under the winter sun.
As festive lights glow and snow falls gently around them, Claire and Jack discover laughter, warmth, and the kind of connection they never thought they would feel again. Their children bond, their hearts open, and slowly, a friendship begins to grow into something far deeper.
But love after loss is never simple. Can Claire trust her heart again. Can Jack embrace the future instead of living in the past.
This Christmas, two families are given a second chance to heal, to hope, and to find themselves forever in each other's arms.
Christmas in Your Arms is a heartwarming holiday romance filled with tender moments, snowy nights, and the magic of love that feels like coming home.

7.8
Lisa Hawthorne, a despised omega, believes the Moon Goddess cursed her when Alpha Roman publicly rejects her and chooses her cruel stepsister instead.
Broken and alone, one reckless night exchanges everything, leaving her pregnant with a stranger's child.
When her secret is discovered, Lisa is beaten, disowned, and forced to flee.
On her search for greener pasture, she is captured by the most dangerous Pack in the realm for trespassing. And the pack's Alpha, Alpha Ragnar, turned out to be the man from her one night stand, the father of her child.
He remembers her. He wants her. And he's nothing like the Alpha who rejects her.
Now, Lisa must decide: remain the broken Omega everyone expects or accept Ragnar as her mate and become the Luna no one saw coming but what happens when the one who broke her comes begging?

7.9
I woke in the Alpha King's bed, a throbbing mark on my neck confirming his undeniable claim. Days after my own Alpha publicly shattered me, I was now Fated Mate to my best friend's powerful, enigmatic father. Caught between ancient magic and devastating family secrets, my world would never be the same.
My body ached with proof: I, a rejected she-wolf, was Kaelen Blackwood's Fated Mate. This terrifying bond, sealed by crimson on his sheets, far surpassed the political alliance I sought after Zane's brutal rejection. This new destiny, tied to my best friend's father, was a complexity I never anticipated.
Kaelen vanished. My best friend, Briar, discovered my Marking Bite, her fury convinced her father assaulted me. My truth-Fated Mates-shattered her. Zane reappeared, desperate, as Kaelen's council debated their "new Luna" and his "lost pup" past. I felt a pawn in a web of secrets.
Driven by a lullaby and Kaelen's silent challenge, I touched the Moonpetal Grotto. Together, we unlocked its ancient magic, confirming our bond. As the sacred cavern glowed, and Kaelen offered a rare smile, I realized this gesture transcended politics, hinting at a truth far deeper.