The forgotten one

Author's note: This is from Duke's point of view

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It's been four days how Serina woke up. Or was it five now?

It took several attempts for me and my wolf to access Serina's subconsciousness and get her to snap out of it until we finally succeeded.

I should be happy that she is awake, but unfortunately, this is not the Serina I knew. Or to be more precise, this is not Serina that knows me.

Most of the time she is absentminded and when she is alert, she doesn't remember much from her life as Seraphina Mezzanotte and even though she accepted that everyone is addressing her as Serina, she calls me Drago.

Nearly twelve years of holding hands, me doing things to let her know how important she is to me, kisses, caresses... it's all wiped out. Like it never happened.