After His Amnesia, I Severed Our Mate Bond

On the third day after the Alpha lost his memory, I asked him to sever our mate bond. He agreed instantly, as if it were the easiest decision in the world. Although he seemed to have forgotten me, he somehow remembered Zayla, his freshly divorced first love. My request to dissolve our bond conveniently set them free to be together. A month later, he found me with his medical records in hand. His towering frame loomed over me, his broad shoulders casting a shadow. "We were expecting a pup," he said, his deep voice tinged with red, his Alpha aura heavy in the air. I nodded, my voice steady despite the storm inside me. "Yes, we were." "What happened to the pup?" he asked, his voice trembling, the raw power in his tone faltering for the first time. I couldn’t help but chuckle darkly.

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Chapter 3

March 1, 2023. I set the breakfast I’d prepared on the dining table, the scent of freshly baked bread mingling with the crisp morning air. Evander, the Alpha of the Silver Moon Pack, had just woken up, his broad shoulders filling the doorway as he entered the room. His presence was commanding, as it always was, but today it felt colder, more distant.

I offered him a smile, but he didn’t even glance my way as he took his seat at the head of the table. I let it slide; ever since Zayla, a Delta from the Crimson Fang Pack, had started whispering about ending her bond with her mate, Evander had been withdrawing from me, his Luna, as if I were nothing more than a shadow in his pack.

I didn’t believe for a moment that his amnesia was genuine. Over the past few days, I’d tested him, subtly probing his memory, and I was certain he was pretending. His cold demeanor, his so-called memory loss—it was all a ploy to force me to be the one to initiate the separation. The mate bond between us, once strong and unbreakable, now felt like a frayed thread, and he was tugging at it, waiting for it to snap.

His question from yesterday still rang in my ears, mocking me. “Was it love that brought us together?” he’d asked, his tone dripping with condescension. As if the Moon Goddess’s decree could be so easily dismissed.

We ate in silence, the clink of silverware against plates the only sound in the room. As I peeled an apple, the knife moving steadily in my hands, Evander’s phone buzzed on the table. He glanced at the screen, and his expression shifted instantly, a smile lighting up his face, warm and genuine in a way it hadn’t been with me in weeks.

“Zayla, hey,” he said, his voice softening. “I’m up. My head’s still a bit fuzzy, but nothing major. Make sure to dress warmly. Yeah, I’m at the den; drop by whenever.”

I froze mid-peel, my fingers tightening around the knife. Should I really step back and let them flaunt their rekindled bond in front of me? As Luna, I had my pride, and the thought of enduring their shameless display again made my stomach churn.

After breakfast, I cleared the table and told Evander I was heading out. “Alright,” he said, his attention already drifting. “Zayla’s coming over to take care of me later, so no need to worry.”

I nodded, forcing a smile onto my face. “That’s good. I’m not worried then. I’ll be back tonight; I have something to discuss with you after dinner.”

His eyes met mine, searching for something—perhaps guilt, perhaps hesitation. But he wouldn’t find it. My gaze was steady, my resolve unshaken.

“Okay,” he said, his tone neutral, but I could feel the undercurrent of tension between us, the weight of what was to come hanging in the air like a storm waiting to break.

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The heat radiating from Lennox’s small body was enough to blister my skin. My seven-year-old son lay thrashing on the narrow cot, his breath coming in ragged, wet gasps that rattled in his chest. The shifting fever had come too early, and it was burning him alive. “Momma,” he whimpered, his eyes rolling back. “It… hurts.” “I know, baby, I know.” I pressed a cool, damp cloth to his forehead, my hands trembling. I turned to the heavy oak door, the only barrier between my prison and the rest of the Obsidian Shadow Pack house. I pounded on it with my fist. “Elias! Open the door! He’s crashing!” The lock clicked.

Fantasy Romance Werewolf

8.3

After My Mate Tortured Me, the Lycan Claimed Me

8.3

Three years. One thousand and ninety-five days of staring at damp stone walls, breathing in the metallic tang of silver and the rot of my own despair. I had counted every second in the dark, but when the heavy iron door of the asylum cell finally groaned open, the sound was deafening. Two pack warriors stood there. Their faces were impassive, their noses wrinkled against the stench of the cell—the stench of me. I didn't recognize them. New recruits, probably. They didn't see Naomi Bishop, the Luna who had once led them. They only saw a feral, broken thing. "Get up," one barked.

Fantasy Romance Werewolf

7.8

Breaking Free from Betrayal

7.8

I stood before the full-length mirror in my chamber, fingers trembling as I smoothed down the ceremonial white dress that hugged my curves. Tomorrow would be my marking ceremony with Marcus—the day my fated mate would officially claim me before the entire Moonstone Pack. The thought sent butterflies dancing through my stomach. "You look perfect, Sophia," my mother Elara said, her critical eyes scanning me from head to toe. There was no warmth in her assessment, only calculation. "Remember, the daughter of a Delta warrior rarely secures a Beta as her mate. Don't ruin this opportunity." I nodded obediently, swallowing the familiar ache her words always left. To her, my mating was never about love—only status. "Yes, Mother." *She doesn't understand what we have with Marcus,* Lyra, my wolf, whispered in my mind. My beautiful white wolf with silver-tipped fur had always been my true companion, awakening when I was just twelve—earlier than most.

Fantasy Romance Werewolf

9.0

CROWNED BY BLOOD

9.0

I, Marcus Steele, Alpha of the Silver Moon Pack, reject you, Luna Blackwood, as my mate and Luna. Luna Blackwood's wedding day becomes her nightmare when her Alpha publicly rejects her, declaring her too weak to bear his children. As her former best friend steps forward as his chosen replacement, Luna's world crumbles. But what Marcus doesn't know could destroy them all. Luna carries the last royal werewolf bloodline, a secret that makes her the most powerful supernatural being alive. Hidden from those who hunted her kind to extinction, she possesses abilities that could reshape their world forever. When mysterious Alpha Kai Nightshade reveals the conspiracy behind her rejection, Luna faces an impossible choice: remain broken and hidden, or embrace her destiny as the prophesied Lycan Queen who will unite all supernatural beings. From public humiliation to ultimate power, Luna's transformation will prove that being rejected was the best thing that ever happened to her. But first, she has a war to win.

Fantasy Romance Werewolf

9.5

My Alpha's Regret

9.5

When I lost my baby, only five months old, the pain wasn't just physical—it tore through me, an ache so deep it felt like it was shredding my very soul. At that moment, Damien—my mate, Alpha of our pack—was in our bed, tangled up with his mistress. A she-wolf who had made it her mission to provoke me at every turn. ... Pain ripped through me like a storm. One second, I was standing tall during the pack training session. The next, my knees buckled, and I was on the ground, clutching my stomach as my world began to unravel. Something inside me broke—no, shattered. I felt it. My pup. My five-month-old baby. Slipping away. The agony that followed wasn’t just physical; it cut deeper than flesh. It tore at my soul, leaving me raw and gasping for air. Desperate, I reached for Damien through the mate bond, my mind frantically calling out his name. “Damien!” My wolf howled alongside me, pleading for him to answer, to be there. But all I got in return was silence. A deafening, suffocating silence. I tried again, pushing through the haze of pain, my voice trembling in the link. “Damien, please.” Still, nothing. My wolf whimpered, shrinking back as the bond between us flickered weakly, barely holding on. He wasn’t there. He didn’t even feel close. Something about that realization made the pain worse, sharper, as if it wasn’t already unbearable enough. Through the fog of agony, I felt hands on me. Firm but gentle. Gamma Alex. His voice broke through the chaos, calm but strained, as he scooped me up and carried me toward the pack infirmary. I could barely focus on what he was saying; my body was too weak, my mind too full of grief. The scent of blood clung to the air, a cruel reminder of what I’d lost. My head lolled to the side, and that’s when I heard them—two female warriors nearby, their voices low but crystal clear. “I heard he was with her again,” one of them said. “Serena?” “Yeah, in the woods. They’re perfect for each other, aren’t they?”

Fantasy Romance Werewolf

9.3

Our Secret Obsession (Book 2)

9.3

In the shadowed depths of a world filled with Lycan royalty and forbidden magic, Lottie finds herself navigating a treacherous path between destiny and betrayal. In the gripping second book of the Fated Mate Romance series, Lottie's journey continues as she is thrust into the heart of the Royals, the powerful Lycan pack. Forced to reject her twin mates, Knox and Kane, after discovering their betrayal with her nemesis, Connie, Lottie's heart is torn. As she prepares to rule the Royals, her inner conflict rages. How can she trust the ones who shattered her heart when she needs their protection the most? Pregnant and determined to provide her unborn children with a loving and secure family, Lottie battles her instincts, striving to uncover the deeper truth behind Knox and Kane's actions. Amidst demon deals and ancient magic, twisted truths emerge, testing Lottie's resolve. Her heart urges her to forgive, but her mind remains cautious, suspecting there's more at play. As loyalties are questioned and devotion is tested, Lottie must decide if she can reconcile her love for Knox and Kane with the haunting betrayals of the past. In Our Secret Obsession, prepare to be swept into a whirlwind of passion, magic, and unyielding love as Lottie discovers that in a world where nothing is as it seems, true devotion can conquer even the darkest of secrets.

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