The Sickened Luna's Last Chance novel Chapter 520

Chapter 520

“Thank you,” he said, wiping his nose with the tissue Tony handed him. “For forgiving us. We don’t deserve it, but… thank you.”

I nodded. “Just promise me you’ll use whatever you find in my blood to help people. Really help them, not… Not for anything else.”

“We promise,” Tony said firmly. “We’ll do right by you this time, Ella. No more secrets. No more lies.”

After they left, I finished packing. Alexander arrived a few minutes later with Lucien in his arms. Our son was babbling happily, reaching for me the moment he saw me. He had a few little burns from the house fire that were still bandaged, but he was fine. My mother had made sure of that.

“Ready to go home?” Alexander asked.

“More than ready,” I said with a half–laugh.

He helped me with my bag, and we made our way down to the hospital lobby. I was expecting the usual quiet exit. Instead, the automatic doors slid open and I was hit with a wall of sound.

Cameras flashing. People shouting. A crowd of at least fifty people pressed against the barriers that hospital security had set up outside. Some were holding signs. Others were just watching, phones raised to record everything.

I froze.

“What the hell?” Alexander muttered. He shifted Lucien to his other arm and moved protectively in front of me.

Hunter appeared from somewhere in the crowd and jogged over to us. “Sorry, Alpha. They’ve been gathering since this morning. Word got out that Ella was being discharged today.”

“Who are they?” I asked.

“Stormhollow pack members,” Hunter said. “And journalists. Lots of journalists.”

My heart hammered in my chest. I wanted to turn around and go back inside, but Alexander’s hand found mine. Together, we

walked toward the crowd.

The moment they saw me, the shouting got louder. I couldn’t make out individual voices at first–it was just a cacophony of sound. But as we got closer, words started to filter through.

I stared at the envelope. I didn’t take it just yet.

“Richard is behind bars now,” the woman continued. “And with Lilith gone, you… You’re the rightful heir. The rightful Alpha. We want you to take your place. To lead us the way your mother would have wanted.”

Slowly, I reached out and took the envelope from her. It was heavier than I expected. The wax seal bore the Stormhollow crest.

My pack. My birthright.

“Alpha Ella,” the woman said, pressing her hand to her heart, “we pledge our loyalty to you.”

One by one, others in the crowd began to kneel. The Stormhollow wolves bowed their heads. Cameras flashed faster.

I was holding the deed to Stormhollow pack. With Richard behind bars and this in my hands, I could finally claim what was rightfully mine.

I could finally become the Alpha I was meant to be.