Howl I Met My Mate: The Plus-Size Human’s Secret
Elias asked, his voice tight with barely controlled rage as he reached for a healing kit on the counter.
"Elias... who is this human girl?" a cold, commanding female voice rang out from the archway.
An older woman stepped into the room, draped in rich silks with a glowing moonstone ring on her finger. Victoria Sinclair—Elias’s mother—stared down at my bloodied, disheveled form with absolute disgust.
"Mother, leave us," Elias snapped, pulling out fresh bandages and antiseptics. "She's bleeding out."
"You've spent years grieving over the lost Luna of the Whitmore line," Victoria said coldly, her eyes scanning my face with deep suspicion. "Are you going to ruin your standing in the Silvermoon C