The Rejected Curvy Luna Queen

KELLY THOMPSON'S POV

Oh moon goddess, I'm so fond of him but sadly he has never set his deadly attractive blue eyes on me, not even once. All his mind and energy are on that little pest called Betty Nord. Uh, that's enraging!

Anyway, why do I even have to worry? My parents as loyal betas to the Alpha King Don Bentley sacrificed themselves to save his son Jason in the deadly battle of the Giants against the North pack two years ago.

So, the Alpha King, in recognition of their ultimate sacrifice, told everyone boldly and loudly: "The daughter of the Thompsons will marry my first son the Alpha heir Jason Bentley, when she turns eighteen and has gotten a wolf."

I liked every bit of this part of the monarch's speech at my parents' funeral, for one particular reason : I was secretly admiring his son Jason but had just never gotten the courage to let him know.

Actually, Jason was already in love with that b*tch Betty Nord. Like a little puppy, he was running days and nights after her just because she is the spitting portrait of his mother Jane Bentley who passed away after giving birth to him. The Alpha King Don Bentley since then is a widower.

Jane was a tall and slim blonde Luna Queen. Her eyes were light green like an emerald and gave her the appearance of a goddess in the human form.

Unlike Betty, I don't look like her. I'm eighteen and 1.65 meters tall for a weight of 85 kilograms. I have black hair, brown eyes and untanned white skin with extremely generous curves. Yes, you have understood it perfectly, I'm a proud chubby young werewolf female.

My only issue : I still have no wolf, yet. Which is quite frustrating for a werewolf. Even that unbearable Betty Nord had already gotten her wolf and had since left our pack to complete her nurse training in the school of the East pack, our ally.

So this morning, I went to pray in the pack's temple. I burned some incense sticks and begged the goddess for a wolf.

I don't know if the goddess heard my prayers, but when I returned to my room, I learned the news that I am to marry Jason.

I heard that the Alpha King Don Bentley just headed straight to the room of his nineteen-year-old son, and made it clear to him that he had grown up enough to marry.

Jason was without surprise not very excited and even argued with his father but the Alpha King Don Bentley used his royal power over him and Jason complied.

The latter thus asked the South pack's ruler to choose a date for the wedding.

"Tonight at midnight," the Alpha King announced thunderously.

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11 PM (ONE HOUR REMAINING BEFORE THE FULL MOON)

Jason is boredly waiting for me and can hear the pack's young werewolf females sitting on the first row behind him gossiping about me, the bride that they call the luckiest ugly girl in the whole world.

And suddenly the musicians of the parish's choir play magnificently their instruments to announce the arrival of the bride. I can see from distance Jason checking the time on his wrist watch and it's 11:30 pm. A faint smile appears on his face because he’s thinking his nightmare is just about to end.

I come in and as I approach, my face becomes paler and paler as I don't know what to expect from my groom.

"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.