The Alpha's Plus-Size Contract Luna
I was rejected by the man I sacrificed everything for.
Now, the most feared Alpha in the werewolf world wants me to become his wife.
For two years, I believed loving Cole was enough.
I supported him when he had nothing, worked from home to help build his company.
I thought that once he became successful, he would finally see me.
Instead, success made him ashamed of me.
When Cole's beautiful first love, Selena, returns, everything changes.
He divorces me publicly and humiliates me for being a plus-size, wolfless Omega.
Then I discover the cruelest truth of all.
The three-year-old daughter I devoted my life to raising wasn't adopted because Cole and I couldn't have children.
She was his daughter born from his affair with Selena.
With nowhere to go, no money in my account, and my own family refusing to take me back, I find myself applying for a live-in nanny position I never imagined I'd need.
My new employer is Alpha Lucian Steel.
Powerful. Ruthless. Untouchable.
And grieving the mysterious death of his mate.
His five-year-old daughter, Mira, is even more terrifying. She has driven away every nanny who has entered the Steel mansion.
But when I meet her, something impossible happens.
The child who screams whenever anyone touches her reaches for my hand.
And Lucian's wolf recognizes my scent.
Mate.
He knows I'm his fated mate.
I don't.
Lucian should reject me.
Instead, he makes me an offer.
A contract marriage with rules.
I will become Mira's mother in name, while Lucian protects me from the world that discarded me.
It sounds perfect.
Until living under the same roof turns our carefully written rules into something neither of us can control.
I was once the wife nobody wanted.
Now, I'm the Luna everyone will bow to.
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Chapter: Chapter 5Lucian's POV "I'm here about the nanny position," she said, holding up a folded piece of paper like it might vouch for her.I could hear her voice shake slightly even though she seemed to be trying hard to hide it.I didn't answer right away. I was still looking at the spot where the last woman had stood only minutes ago, still hearing her voice climbing the way the others had before her.Nine women, nine failures and none of them lasting more than a day.The staff shifted quietly behind me. They had seen this before too. Every one of them already knew how this would end, and so did I.I looked at the woman in front of me properly for the first time. Plain clothes that looked slept in. Tired eyes. The stiff posture of someone holding herself together by force.She had walked straight past the wreckage of my last hire without flinching. It's either she hadn't noticed, or she just didn't care.Neither of those being a good sign, anyway. "What's your name?" I finally spoke. "Zara."Sh
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Chapter: Chapter 4Zara Pov The first thing I noticed when I came through was the smell. It was sharp, clinical, antiseptic in a way that had nothing to do with any room I recognized. My eyelids felt heavier than they should have, almost as though something was holding them shut on purpose.When I finally managed to open them, the ceiling above me was wrong. Off-white tiles instead of the pale gray of my bedroom, a fluorescent light humming faintly instead of the soft lamp Cole always complained about leaving on.For one strange second, there was nothing. No memory, no weight, just the quiet confusion of wondering where I was.Then it all came rushing back at once, too fast to brace for. The ballroom. Mara's voice calling out to someone else. The house, the folder, the door locking behind me. My father's face, cold and unmoving. The cold pavement rising up to meet me.My body ached in places I couldn't fully separate from each other, a dull throb settling into my ribs, my knees, somewhere behind my ey
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Chapter: Chapter 3Zara Pov I moved on autopilot. I just needed a place to sit, to rest my head and to let myself feel. My feet led me to a hotel. The hotel lobby was quiet at that hour, the soft lighting and low music a stark contrast of what I just walked out of. I made my way to the front desk, my box of belongings heavy against my hip, my dress still creased from a party that marked an end rather than the new beginning I had hoped for. "One room, please," I said. "Just for tonight."The clerk smiled the practiced smile of someone used to late check-ins, tapping details into her screen without really looking at me. I focused on breathing, on standing upright, on not thinking about the sound of that door locking behind me."That'll be on this card?" she asked, and I nodded, sliding it across the counter.She swiped it. Paused. Swiped it again."I'm sorry, it's not going through," she said, still smiling politely. "Do you have another card, maybe?"I dug through my bag, my hands steadier than I e
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Chapter: Chapter 2Zara PovThe car ride home passed in silence, the kind that presses against your ears louder than any argument could. Mara slept against my shoulder the whole way, worn out from the party and completely unaware that the ground under her had shifted while she dozed.Cole carried her inside when we pulled up, her small arms looped loosely around his neck. He didn't say a word. The nanny appeared at the door before he'd even crossed the threshold, taking Mara from him with practiced hands, murmuring something soft about bedtime as she disappeared down the hallway with my daughter. I trailed a step behind Cole, my heels loud against the marble."Cole." My voice cracked as I said his name. "What was that? What did you mean by real mother?"He didn't stop walking, didn't even slow down."Cole, please. Talk to me."He moved further into the house like my questions were background noise, something to be dealt with later, if at all. I followed him past the living room, past the kitchen, my
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Chapter: Chapter 1Zara’s POV The ballroom smelled of champagne and other people's money. I stood beside Cole in a dress I'd altered twice to fit right, smiling at faces I couldn't put names to and nodding at conversations that had nothing to do with me because that's what a supportive wife does. "You must be so proud of him," a woman in emerald silk said, gripping my arm like we were old friends. "Three years of grinding and now look. He's become the Cole Whitman.""I am," I said, my smile beaming as I stole a glance at my husband. "I am really proud of him."The words came out easy, just like they always did.I watched Cole work the room, laughing at jokes that weren't funny and shaking hands like each one mattered. He hadn't looked at me like that in months. Not since before the investors came in, before the launch, before his name started showing up in places that mattered.Tonight, though, he seemed almost warm. Almost like the man I had married.Maybe this was it. Maybe once the pressure eased,
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