All Chapters of kneel Before Your Plus-Size Luna : Chapter 1 - Chapter 10

Amara’s POV ​​Everyone said the Moon Goddess was perfect.​I disagreed.​Because if she never made mistakes, why was I born like this?​At twenty-three, I was the only daughter of a fallen Alpha who had never shifted. The only wolf-less, unmated female in my generation. To the pack, I wasn't Amara, daughter of a hero. I was the plus-size girl they judged before they even learned my name.​Most simply called me fat.​A sharp, impatient knock rattled my bedroom door, shattering the quiet.​"Are you dressed yet?" Vivian’s voice cut through the wood like a blade. "Or did the seamstress have to stitch another bolt of fabric onto your gown?"​I closed my eyes, a familiar weight settling heavily onto my chest. The day hadn't even started, and the armor I’d built around myself was already cracking.​"I'm ready," I replied, keeping my voice as level as possible.​"Then stop wasting our time."​I pulled the door open. Vivian stood in the hallway, draped in a sapphire-blue gown, the diamonds

​Amara’s POV ​I didn't notice it then... but across the crowded expanse, Kael's eyes had already left Tanya. ​And landed squarely on me. ​My stomach tightened into a hard, anxious knot. No. He couldn't possibly be looking at me. ​I glanced nervously over my shoulder, half-expecting to see a breathtaking noblewoman standing in my shadow. Nothing. Just a blank marble pillar. When I looked back, his gaze was still there. Steady. Piercing. Unreadable. ​Before I could even begin to parse the impossible meaning behind it, Serena hooked her arm aggressively through Vivian's. ​"Mother, let's go inside," she complained, pulling Vivian toward the grand doors. ​Vivian paused, casting a cold, warning look over her shoulder at me. "Try not to wander off, Amara." She stepped closer, lowering her voice just enough to ensure the venom only reached my ears. "And for heaven's sake, don't eat everything you see. The palace isn't your personal kitchen." ​The fragile smile I had been forcing fal

AMARA POV ​I watched High Alpha Kael disappear into the dense, roiling crowd of high nobility. Only when the heavy mahogany doors of the inner sanctum clicked shut behind him did I realize my heart was hammering frantically against my ribs, like a trapped bird desperate for escape. ​Get a grip, Amara, I scolded myself silently, forcing a shaky breath from my lungs. He defended you out of basic chivalry. A powerful Alpha maintaining order. That’s all it was. It didn’t mean anything. ​"Lady Everhart," a palace attendant murmured at my elbow, abruptly fracturing my spiraling thoughts. "The Awakening Ceremony is about to commence. Please allow me to escort you to your family's designated tier." ​I offered a tight, rigid nod and joined the slow-moving procession of velvet and silk heading toward the Grand Moon Hall. The sheer scale of the space was staggering—vastly more imposing and suffocating than the historical sketches in my textbooks had suggested. Tiers of plush silver chairs des

TANYA'S POV ​The silence lingered long after Kael's brutal rejection, heavy and suffocating. No one in the Grand Moon Hall dared speak above a sharp whisper. I stood a half-step behind him, my expression a masterpiece of perfect, practiced composure as the court slowly recovered from the shock. ​But inside, my thoughts were racing like wildfire. ​His mate. The words echoed in my mind, a toxic refrain. Not me. Her. ​Amara Everhart. The plus-size, wolfless daughter of a fallen house. ​For years, every noble family in the Twelve Kingdoms had assumed I would become Kael Draven’s Luna. Our families had built unbreakable alliances. We had attended every royal gathering side by side, our futures meticulously arranged. Then, one ordinary, unremarkable girl appeared at the ceremony, and the Moon Goddess shattered years of absolute certainty in a single heartbeat. ​Fortunately, Kael was a king before he was a wolf. He had rejected her. ​That changed everything. ​I slid my gaze toward Ama

​KAEL'S POV ​The palace gardens buzzed with an uneasy, toxic energy. Every conversation echoing off the stone pillars seemed to end with the exact same name. ​Amara Everhart. ​I descended the grand marble steps toward the reflecting pool where the commotion had drawn a crowd. The moment my shadow fell over the terrace, the murmuring nobles immediately parted, bowing their heads in a wave of synchronized reverence. ​"High Alpha." "Your Majesty." ​I ignored the pleasantries, my gaze sweeping the scene. Lady Tanya stood wrapped in a thick, ivory velvet cloak, her emerald gown soaked through, heavy droplets of water pooling onto the stone beneath her feet. A palace healer was already kneeling beside her, carefully examining a minor scrape on her wrist. ​Tanya looked up as I approached, her expression a perfect portrait of fragile dignity. "Kael." ​"Are you hurt?" I asked, my voice measured. ​She offered a faint, brave smile. "Only my pride, I assure you." ​Before she could say an