The Luna Who Faked Her Death
My mate Jackson died saving me in the great fire.
I couldn't accept the truth that he was gone, so I decided to end my life by jumping into the silver pit.
But the Alpha David saved me—twice—while making his rounds among the soldiers.
He stayed by my side, comforting me, afraid I might try to take my life again.
Slowly, I began to accept the idea of being claimed by him. But then, at his birthday party, I overheard something that shattered me.
"I want to claim her as my Luna," he said, "but I still can't compete with her deceased mate, even after being with her for three years. She always pulls away when I get close, and I give up each time because I don't want to force her. But if she were to die for me... my wolf would be overjoyed—he would finally have found his fated mate, someone willing to die for him."
I was stunned—especially by the plan he revealed next. So, before he could put it into action, I decided to fake my own death.
That day, dressed in a wedding gown, I walked into the sea right in front of him.
Later, I heard he went mad, deploying every soldier he could to search for me.
But when all efforts failed, he was left alone, kneeling by the shore, sobbing like a broken mate—
the sea answering him with only silence.