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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

I stared at the fresh rabbit and rare Moonlight Herb by the shop door, my voice cold.


Outside, Kaelen wore rough work clothes, his hands coarse and calloused—a world away from the distinguished Alpha he once was.


"You need to keep your strength up." He didn't try to come closer, maintaining a careful distance.


He’d shown up every day, bringing food or herbs, quietly leaving them at the door, never forcing me to accept them.


"Why don't you go back to your pack?" I turned to straighten the shelves. "Stop wasting your time."


"Because my heart is here," he answered simply.


I scoffed. "Your 'heart' is pretty damn fickle."


"I found a job," he said suddenly. "The lumber mill in town needs strong guys."


"The pay's okay, enough to rent a place in this little town." He shrugged. "I'm thinking of settling down."


Chapter 7