Fat Enemy Mate
I was raised to hate his kind. The lottery chose him as my mate anyway.
The wolves took everything from me: my family, my home, my safety. My entire human world.
I escaped the rogues who hunted me, half-starved and ready to die.
Then he found me. A wolf. The very monster I was taught to fear.
He carried me to safety, dressed my wounds, and bolted the door against the storm.
Now I’m trapped in his cabin, deep in pack territory, with no way out and nowhere to run.
The lottery ritual flared for him and chose no mate.
It was reaching for me all along, a human girl who wants nothing to do with him.
He can’t stop watching me, can’t stay away. Refusing a fated bond isn’t supposed to be possible.
My plus-size body lies bare and unguarded beneath his hungry wolf eyes.
There’s nothing I wouldn’t do to feel whole again, to find belonging.
But it’s hard. It’s hard to want him this badly, knowing his kind already broke me once.
Will my wolf mate heal my plus-size curves?
The Silvercreek Lottery Mates have been outcasted, rejected, and bullied. But at the end of their cruel journeys, the Alphas who hurt them the most heal the wounds they’ve caused and give them the babies they’ve wanted all along…
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