The Rejected Curvy Luna Queen

THOMPS

s never once looked my way with those dangerously attractive blue eyes. No, instead, his t

lpha King Don Bentley, made the ultimate sacrifice two years ago du

he daughter of the Thompsons will marry my first son, the Alpha heir J

my parents' funeral for one big reason: I had a secre

puppy chasing after her just because she looks just like his late mother, Jane B

Luna Queen. Her light green eyes sparkled like eme

d weighing 85 kilograms. With my black hair, brown eyes, and pale skin marked

ustrating. Even that unbearable Betty has already gotten hers and l

pack's temple. I lit some incense stic

ot back to my room, I got the shocking

one straight to his nineteen-year-old

had an argument with his father. But the Alpha King, u

r of the South pack to pi

the Alpha King declar

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OUR UNTIL TH

ther young werewolf girls behind him gossiping about me, the b

tch Jason glancing at his watch; it's 11:30 PM. A faint smile creeps onto hi

going paler; I have no clue

e chubby Kelly," I think to myself as

s for us. "The prince charming and the panca

n look at me. I can feel his embarrassmen

s eyes with me and

say, forc

for what you

conf

tarts to grow. With each second, it becomes brighter until, at midnight, a full m

ll over. My face elongates and morphs into a terrifying snout, completing my

o a curtain, getting hopelessly tangled up. I fight against the fabric, but soon weariness take

another voice ec

finally have m

erence. He doesn't even recall our wedding night. To drown his sorrows about this forced marri

I realize I'm preg

care of him; he's ours," S

ur bab

sense of hope for the