Five years ago, Alpha Silas told me I was a "weak link"—too human, too logical, and not primal enough to be his Luna. He rejected our fated bond and left me broken in the mud of the Silverwood. He made a billion-dollar mistake. I didn't crawl away and die. I built Aethelgard Global, a multi-billion dollar empire. Now, I don’t just manage projects; I decide which kingdoms stand or fall.When the Silverwood forest begins to die, Silas comes to my high-rise penthouse, begging for the "Moon-Singer" to return and save his people. He expected a girl seeking forgiveness. Instead, he found a CEO seeking an acquisition.I’ve returned to the forest with a contract in one hand and a restructuring plan in the other. I’m not here to be his mate. I’ve bought his debt, I’ve seized his land, and for the next thirty days, I am his boss. #starywritingmarathon