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See her worth

Author: Bethel
last update publish date: 2026-11-06 06:05:46

Elara’s POV

Steel glittered all around me.

Royal guards on one side. Goldstone grey on the other. Elias's father's household men hovered in between, hands on hilts, not sure whom to stand with. The candles hissed. A dropped goblet rolled in slow circles across the floor.

I stood in the middle of it with my cheek burning, and I did not move.

Behind her brother's shoulder, Yvonne had gone small. She clutched his sleeve with both hands, peering out with red, swollen eyes like a child hiding behin
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  • The Rejected Plus-Size Mate   Sarah or Isabella? Author’s note

    Hello Everyone Bethel hereToday I’m here to clear the confusion on names in this book, I’ll be dropping the characterization sheet here.MAIN CHARACTERSName: Elara MorganRole: Female LeadPersonality: Kind, resilient, intelligent, and compassionate.Age: 24Height: 5'7"Hair Color: Chestnut BrownEye Color: Hazel GreenBackstory: Elara grew up being compared to her beautiful sister and mocked because she was a plus-size wolf. She believed finding her fated mate would finally give her the love and acceptance she had always wanted. Instead, Alpha Prince Nathan Pierce rejected her before the entire pack, leaving her determined to rebuild her confidence and start a new life.Name: Nathan PierceRole: First Male LeadPersonality: Proud, possessive, confident, impulsive, and determined.Age: 27Height: 6'3"Hair Color: BlackEye Color: Ice BlueBackstory: Nathan was raised as the future Alpha King of Goldstone Pack and taught to put duty and reputation above his own feelings. Believing

  • The Rejected Plus-Size Mate   See her worth

    Elara’s POV Steel glittered all around me.Royal guards on one side. Goldstone grey on the other. Elias's father's household men hovered in between, hands on hilts, not sure whom to stand with. The candles hissed. A dropped goblet rolled in slow circles across the floor.I stood in the middle of it with my cheek burning, and I did not move.Behind her brother's shoulder, Yvonne had gone small. She clutched his sleeve with both hands, peering out with red, swollen eyes like a child hiding behind a door. All that bravado, all that spite, and she couldn't bear to stand in front of the consequences."You brute," the prince snarled. His face was purple. "You ugly, stupid, prudish cow. Do you have any idea who you've struck?"I looked at him.Then I chuckled.It surprised him. I saw it. His mouth stayed open on the next insult."I know exactly who I've struck," I said. "A girl who's been dragged out of this house once already, and keeps crawling back. And you." I tilted my head. "You've be

  • The Rejected Plus-Size Mate   Retribution

    Elara’s POV "Bless you, my lady."The old man caught my hand in both of his and pressed it to his forehead. His fingers trembled. A bowl of stew steamed in front of him, a hunk of bread tucked under his arm like treasure."It's only soup," I said gently."It's not the soup." He looked up, and his eyes were wet. "It's you. The healer from the ward. You set my daughter's leg, my lady. And you sat with my wife all night when she couldn't breathe.""I only did what anyone would.""No." He shook his head fiercely. "No one else did."I swallowed. I couldn't answer. I ladled another helping into the bowl of the woman behind him and turned to the next in line, and the next, and everywhere I looked, the same thing happened. They knew me. A boy with a bandaged hand tugged my sleeve to say thank you. A mother held up her baby so I could see that its fever had broken. A man I had never met whispered that I'd healed his brother, and his brother's wife, and that he would never forget it.They didn

  • The Rejected Plus-Size Mate   Nathan is getting a piece of my mind

    Elias’s POV The murmur began the moment the first patient crossed the threshold.It rolled down the hall like wind through dry grass. A gasp from the elders' bench. A choked cough. A man in a velvet doublet leaned toward his neighbor and whispered behind his hand, his eyes never leaving the old man on crutches shuffling toward the lowest table."Is that... from the ward?""Gods, the smell...""What does the Heir think he's doing?"I let them whisper. I kept my back straight and my voice even, and I led the last of my guests to their seats with a hand under each elbow, as though they were ambassadors. A little girl clung to my sleeve. I lifted her onto the bench and tucked a napkin into her collar."Eat slowly," I told her. "There's plenty."She nodded solemnly.I'd just straightened when a hand closed around my arm."A word," said a voice at my shoulder.It was a maid, pale and breathless, wringing her apron. "The Luna asks that you come at once, my lord. She's in her chambers."I tu

  • The Rejected Plus-Size Mate   Back to work

    Elara’s povBy the time I came back, the sun was down and the mansion was alive.Lamps blazed in every window. Servants hurried through the halls carrying platters and bottles and armloads of flowers. I could hear the clatter of cutlery from the dining room, the ring of laughter, the low drone of a harp being tuned. Somewhere, a cook was shouting at a boy about the soup.I slipped through the side door and up the back stairs, my arms aching, my hair half down, a streak of dried broth across my skirt. I'd stayed too long at the center. There had been a woman in labor, and a child with a broken arm, and a man whose fever had spiked again just as I was about to leave. I'd barely had time to splash my face at the pump.I closed the door to my room, leaned against it, and let myself breathe.*Seven o'clock.* I had half an hour. Maybe less.I crossed to the wardrobe and pulled out the gown I'd chosen, a soft sapphire silk Elias had once bought me in the city, cut high at the throat and simp

  • The Rejected Plus-Size Mate   Out of turn

    Elara’s POV Elias came home at dusk with blood on his sleeve and a look on his face I couldn't read.I was in the doorway of the health center when I saw him coming up the lane, tall and dark against the fading light, flanked by a pair of the village's own men. Not guards. Farmers, a cobbler, a baker with flour on his apron. They walked beside him as if it were the most natural thing in the world, and every few steps, one of them would glance up at him with something very close to wonder."What happened to you?" I asked."I went for a walk.""You're bleeding.""A little." He caught my hand and kissed my knuckles, quick and warm. "It's nothing. I'll tell you later.""Elias...""Come back to the house tonight," he said. "Please. For the feast."I stared at him. "The what?”He announced it at supper.I wasn't there. I only heard about it afterward, in pieces, from Frey, who had it from a maid who'd been standing beside the sideboard with a tray of dishes. Apparently Elias had walked int

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