The Luna Who Forgot Her Pack Chapter 01

The Luna Who Forgot Her Pack Chapter 01

Our final college trip ended in a jungle mudslide.

I woke up to find myself lying in a hospital bed. Ethan stood beside my hospital bed in a suit, his brows tightly knit. Just

as I was about to speak, Grace jumped in first.

“Elara, you’re finally awake.”

“You’ve been in a coma for over a month. You scared us half to death.”

I sat up and immediately noticed their hands were clasped. The moment I saw them, they pulled apart as if burned

I couldn’t help but laugh. “You two are finally together, aren’t you?”

“I always told you that mountain road was dangerous. I’m glad you’re both okay.”

“Wait, you didn’t forget to submit my thesis while you were busy falling in love, did you?”

Ethan snapped, his voice rough with frustration, “Damn it, Elara Winters! You’re thirty years old! What thesis are you

even talking about?”

His words hit me like a punch, freezing me in place.

Because in my memory, I had just turned twenty.

The room fell so silent you could hear a pin drop. Only then did I really look at the two people standing by the bed

Ethan was nothing like the boy I remembered. He was mature, his features sharper. His angular face reminded me of his

Alpha father.

And Grace, standing quietly beside him, was no longer the scholarship student in faded T–shirts and jeans

My gaze landed on the Chanel pin on her blouse. I remembered having a similar one, a birthday gift from my mother

when I turned eighteen.

When Grace was first elected student representative. I even offered to lend her mine.

She’d lowered her head then, her shy smile deepening the dimples in her cheeks. Elara, that’s too expensive. I can! stand on stage wearing something worth more than a year of my rent.

Now she wore that delicate pin, carried a priceless bag. had flawless makeup, and wore a light expensive perfume

Grace seemed to feel my stare. She opened her mouth, probably to explain.

I beat her to it, my smile still in place. ‘Looks like you got the life you wanted. Gracie. Congratulations”

“Enough!” Ethan exploded, breaking the fragile silence.

His handsome face twisted, his brow locked tight. “Elara, how long are you going to keep pretending to be crazy? You think acting like this will make me care about you? Dream on. It’s never going to happen.”

I stared at him, genuinely baffled. “Why would I want you to do that? Aren’t you and Grace together?”

Grace finally spoke, her eyes already red. “Elara, listen to me. It’s not what you think. Ethan and I… we.. we haven’t…

The door suddenly swung open, cutting her off. A doctor walked in. “Ms. Winters, how are you feeling? Any discomfort?”

I shook my head gently, my hair rustling against the pillowcase. “But… why do they keep saying I’m thirty? Isn’t it 2016?

Why would they joke about something like this with a patient?”

The doctor’s expression turned grave. Soon, Ethan and Grace were led out.

Teams of doctors and nurses came and went. Finally, as the sun set, they delivered the diagnosis.

“Ms. Winters, you have amnesia. You’ve lost all memories from the cliff fall in 2016 up until your fall a month ago.”

I watched their lips move, but the sounds seemed to fade into a dull roar.

So… I really was thirty?