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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

The tension in the courtroom was thick, suffocating. Every seat was filled, reporters, legal observers, and curious spectators all gathered, eager to witness the high-stakes battle over the land dispute.

At the plaintiff's table sat Hunter Reeves, smug as ever, dressed in an expensive tailored suit, as if money alone would guarantee his victory. Next to him, Brandon Lawson, his so-called star attorney, looked equally self-assured, flashing that arrogant smirk that made my fists itch.

And then there was My Daniella. Poised, elegant, and completely in control. Dressed in a sharp black suit, she radiated confidence, her piercing gaze locked onto the judge with unwavering intensity. Next to her, Lucas leaned back lazily, looking unbothered, but I knew better, he was analyzing every move the opposing counsel made, waiting for the perfect moment to strike.

This wasn't just a legal battle. This was war.

The Verdict