The Luna's Comeback
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They say you only appreciate something only when you've lost it.For Alpha Declan Silvercrest, that lesson came three days too late.
For three years, I built his pack's medical center from nothing. For three years, I stood by his side as his Luna. For three years, I begged for scraps of his attention while he catered to his "sick" childhood sweetheart, Selene.
When the pack doctor told me I had three days to live from silver poisoning, something inside me finally broke not my heart, but my chains.
In seventy-two hours, I signed over everything: my medical center to Selene, my trust fund to my ungrateful sister, my mate bond back to Declan. Everyone praised me for finally being selfless and mature.
What they didn't know? I wasn't dying. I was escaping.
I faked my death, exposed their lies, and disappeared into the night. But the biggest twist? I'm not the orphaned human they thought I was. I'm the lost Nightshade heir and I'm done playing weak.
Now Declan's at my door, his pack crumbling, begging for another chance. But I already gave him three years.
He had three days to love me. Now he has forever to regret it.
For three years, I built his pack's medical center from nothing. For three years, I stood by his side as his Luna. For three years, I begged for scraps of his attention while he catered to his "sick" childhood sweetheart, Selene.
When the pack doctor told me I had three days to live from silver poisoning, something inside me finally broke not my heart, but my chains.
In seventy-two hours, I signed over everything: my medical center to Selene, my trust fund to my ungrateful sister, my mate bond back to Declan. Everyone praised me for finally being selfless and mature.
What they didn't know? I wasn't dying. I was escaping.
I faked my death, exposed their lies, and disappeared into the night. But the biggest twist? I'm not the orphaned human they thought I was. I'm the lost Nightshade heir and I'm done playing weak.
Now Declan's at my door, his pack crumbling, begging for another chance. But I already gave him three years.
He had three days to love me. Now he has forever to regret it.













































