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I saved a man who'd lost his memory, little did I know he was actually the Alpha of the pack.
We fell in love in a cabin in the woods, becoming fated mates.
Three years later, he got his memory back.
His once-gentle eyes turned cold and distant, and he started making eyes at some noble woman.
At a pack gathering, I was framed for desecrating a sacred relic.
Everyone was pointing fingers at me, him included: "In front of the whole pack, apologize to our ancestors, then personally cleanse the sacred relic."
His voice brooked no argument. "Otherwise, you can choose to leave."
I turned and walked away, but he roared behind me: "Once you leave, you're never setting foot here again!"
The words had barely left his lips when he suddenly shifted into his wolf form, the immense pressure slamming me to the ground.
"I, Kaelen, Alpha of the Blackwood Pack, hereby sever all mate bonds with you!"

Alpha's Forgotten Moon Scarred Mate

"You have to leave. Tonight." Gregory’s voice was low and urgent as he pressed the herbs onto my wound.


I was lying on the rough bed, every inch of my skin on fire. "Why are you helping me?" I asked, my voice weak.


"I saw the truth," he sighed. "Lyla and Seraphina have been scheming for ages. They’re out to completely sever your connection with Kaelen."


"They already have," I said with a bitter smile, my hand going to my chest—where I used to feel Kaelen, there was only a ripping pain now.


The door burst open, and Kaelen walked in. Gregory immediately tensed, jumping to his feet, but Kaelen just waved him out.


We were alone. The silence was a heavy, suffocating thing between us.


"Are you okay?" he finally asked, his voice laced with a hint of concern I almost didn't recognize.


"I'll live," I answered, my voice cold.


He took a few steps closer, his hand starting to reach for me before he pulled it back. "I... I shouldn't have let it get this bad."


Chapter 4