DEFILED CORONATION

DAPHNEThe silk of my ceremonial Luna gown clung tightly to my body, every seam strained against my wide hips and full thighs. I stood at the top of the pack altar under the light of the full moon, acutely aware of the hundreds of wolves staring up from the courtyard. I could already feel the judgmental friction humming through our shared pack link. In a pack that praised hyper-skinny, agile frontline female warriors, my plus-sized figure had always been an unspoken grievance to the elite elders.But I had never cared before tonight. I had run their entire infrastructure. I managed their modern territory logistics, optimized their border defense networks, and kept their treasuries overflowing. I had earned the right to be Tristan’s Luna-elect through sheer competence.I looked across the altar at Tristan, waiting for him to step forward, sink his fangs into my shoulder, and deliver the final blood-mark that would fuse our souls forever. He looked magnificent in his Alpha regalia, his

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HER TOUCH

DAPHNEThe rain came down in relentless sheets, washing the mud across the cracked asphalt of the Neutral Zone highway.Every step I took felt like my insides were tearing apart. Breaking a fated bond was actual physical torture. My lungs burned. I staggered toward a rusted guardrail, bent double, and spat a mouthful of dark blood straight into the dirt.The silence inside my head was deafening. The Crescent Dawn pack mind-link was completely gone, leaving nothing but a freezing, empty void.Fat, bloated cow.Isolde’s mocking voice rattled in my ears, louder than the thunder. I gripped the cold metal guardrail so hard my palms bruised. I looked down at my soaked gown, the wet fabric plastered against my wide hips and heavy thighs. Tristan and his inner circle had spent years making me feel like my body was a defect just because I wasn't built like a skinny frontline warrior. They used my own skin to paint me as a weak liability."I am not dying in a ditch for you, Tristan," I choked o

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PLEASE, DON’T GO

DAPHNEIt was quiet inside the armored SUV, but the man sitting next to me was incredibly hot to the touch.The Alpha's hand was clamped tight over my wrist, forcing my fingers flat against his chest. His skin was scorching beneath my palm. The smell of copper and wet pine filled the small space."Don't let go," he said. His jaw was clenched and his eyes were shut."I am not letting go," I said. My voice shook. I was shivering in my wet gown, and my body felt heavy and cold after Tristan broke our bond. "But your skin is burning.""It is the Lycan blood," he said, holding my wrist tight. "My family carries an ancient cursei. Our wolves are violent and difficult to control. The silver in these wounds forces the wolf to take over. If I lose control tonight, I will become permanently violent." He explained, my breath hitched as I stared at him waiting for a semblance of lie only to find none, he was serious, I had heared the mysteries of a curse but that was all it remained to me, a Myth

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A DEAL WITH THE TYRANT

DAPHNEThe fire crackled in the hearth, making the room warm.I stood by the wooden table, holding my arms tightly across my chest. My wet gown stuck to my hips and thighs. In the south, I was always criticized for my size. The pack elders called me a liability, and Tristan had constantly whispered that I needed to eat less if I wanted to stand beside him as Luna. But Malakai was standing a few feet away, watching me with absolute focus. He did not look at me like I was a problem. His dark eyes slowly traced the line of my wet shoulders down to my wide hips, and there was no disgust in his gaze. There was only a heavy, dark hunger."You are shivering," Malakai said. His deep voice rumbled through the quiet room, vibrating in my chest."I am cold," I said, keeping my chin up. I refused to look weak in front of the Lycan King. My chest still hurt from the broken bond, the phantom agony of Tristan’s rejection clawing at my heart, but the pain was actually less intense when Malakai was cl

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All Chapters of EX ALPHA’S REGRET: THE TYRANT KINGS’ PLUS SIZED JEWEL: Chapter 1 - Chapter 4

DEFILED CORONATION

HER TOUCH

PLEASE, DON’T GO

A DEAL WITH THE TYRANT