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Daniella hates the holidays. To her, they’re anything but magical. Christmas? A snowy night stole her parents in a car crash. New Year’s Eve? That’s when she caught her fiance cheating. Even Halloween is cursed, her beloved cat died on that very night. Every holiday brings heartbreak, so Daniella does the only thing that keeps her sane: she escapes to her secluded beach house, far from festive cheer and painful memories.

But this Christmas, peace isn’t on the agenda. A storm delivers an unexpected guest, a mysterious, storm-battered man lying unconscious on her beach. Naked, injured, and with no memory of who he is, the man she calls Alpha is both a puzzle and a challenge. As Daniella cares for him, she discovers that Alpha is not from her world. He’s brave, loyal... and hilariously clueless. Whether it’s figuring out a coffee machine or misunderstanding basic human customs, his antics turn her quiet life upside down, filling it with unexpected humor and warmth.

Alpha isn’t the only one out of his depth. When Daniella is drawn into his world, where packs, titles, and deference to her new role as Luna await, she finds herself equally lost. Why does everyone bow when they see her? What’s with all the formalities? Together, Daniella and Alpha stumble through their new realities, bringing laughter and light into each other’s lives.

As their bond deepens, Daniella begins to rediscover the magic she thought she’d lost of holidays, love, and belonging. But as Alpha’s memories return, so do the responsibilities of his true identity. With Valentine’s Day approaching, Daniella must decide: will she embrace the life and love Alpha offers, or will the pain of her past keep her from claiming her destiny?

Valentine With The Amnesia Alpha

Daniella's words echoed in my mind like a haunting melody I couldn't shake. "I'm not going back to your pack." She had said it with such certainty, and as much as it pained me, I couldn't argue with her. She was right to feel unsafe. I had failed to protect her , and the thought of her enduring more danger under my watch was unbearable.

For now, my focus had to be on her recovery. I would return to my pack alone, clean up the mess, and make sure it was a place where she could live without fear. A place where she would be loved and respected, not just as my mate but as a person who deserved better than the chaos my world had brought into hers.

The thought of leaving her was a weight on my chest, but I pushed it aside as I glanced at Lucas. He was sprawled on the couch in the corner, scrolling on his phone with a look of concentration that could only mean one thing: he was lost in TikTok again.

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