The Lycan King’s Stolen Luna: Faking Amnesia to Revenge My Alpha Chapter 13

The Lycan King’s Stolen Luna: Faking Amnesia to Revenge My Alpha Chapter 13

Ethan rushed out, and by the next morning, the front page of the Lycan Daily completely exploded

[Silver Ridge Pack Alpha Caught Cheating with Subordinate; Pregnant Mistress Attempts Suicide

After Being Dumped]

My phone vibrated non-stop.

“Elena, is it true? Ethan really cheated?”

“Elena, are you okay? I always thought you guys were so happy. Look, I’m free tomorrow. If you’re hurting, let’s go out and clear your head, okay?”

I didn’t reply to any of them.

I buried my face in my hands, tears slipping through my fingers.

Heavy footsteps approached from behind, and then strong arms wrapped around me, pulling me

back against a broad chest.

Ryan let out a heavy, ragged sigh. “Do you really love him that much?”

I stayed silent.

He hooked his fingers under my chin, tilting my head back to force my tear-stained face into his

dark, storm-filled gaze.

“What do I have to do to make you love me instead?”

Before I could even blink, he bent down and crushed his lips against mine.

The kiss was brutal, raw, and possessive-a complete departure from the tender, agonizingly slow

way he had loved me over the past few days.

Under his fierce, dominant assault, the lingering grief in my chest was quickly suffocating.

Drifting in and out of consciousness, my eyes half-lidded as I looked up at the man pinning me down, I suddenly felt like I finally understood Ethan.

Huh.

Switching flavors every now and then actually wasn’t bad at all.

The next day, I slept straight through until noon again.

Maybe because I actually got some rest, looking at the headline updates on my phone didn’t ar he.

badly this time.

Ryan had already left for the office, leaving breakfast laid out for me on the counter.

Then, Ethan’s mother called.

My chest tightened the second I saw her name flash on the screen.

I slid to answer, and the immediate sound of her sobbing bled through the line.

“Elena… if you want to dissolve the mate bond, you have my full support!”

My nose stung, and fresh tears spilled over my lashes. “I’m sorry…”

“It’s not your fault! It’s mine… I didn’t raise him right. I failed you, sweetheart. I am so, so sorry…

I wiped my eyes, my throat tightening so hard I couldn’t even choke out a response.

“Elena, don’t carry this burden. Even if you break the bond with Ethan, you will always, always be my daughter!”

When I formally demanded a severing of the mate bond, Ethan flatly refused.

He convinced himself that I was just confused because of the amnesia, that I had only forgotten my feelings for him, and that the second my memory snapped back, I’d regret leaving.

His wolf kept throwing out desperate, submissive pheromones, begging mine to notice him, but I

had already locked Mia deep inside a steel vault.

He started wearing the exact style of white shirts I used to love.

He took me to my favorite restaurants, walked me through the parks we used to frequent, and

repeated every single memory from our past, over and over again.

He was drowning in his own nostalgia, constantly lecturing me on how perfect our love used to be.

But my face remained complete stone through it all.

Ethan’s expression fractured, his voice dropping to a fragile, tentative whisper. “Still… nothing? You still can’t remember anything?”

Looking at his face felt like looking across a lifetime.

It hadn’t actually been that long, but a strange, absolute calm had settled over me. I had finally accepted that my marriage was a corpse.

+locked up at the clear blue sky and the winterlouds drifting by

1 wat her the young couples walking past us, holding hands

I woked at the pure, effortless smiles on their faces

I used to smile like that, too

I realized I didn’t regret my time with Ethan.

Even though the man standing next to me now was nothing, but a hypocritical, ugly shell of who be

used to be

But I had owned the absolute best, purest years of his life, and that was enough for me.

I wasn’t going to spend the rest of my life punishing myself for his garbage choices. It was time to

start over

“Ethan, actually, I

“Elena, please, don’t break the bond,” Ethan cut me off, throwing his arms around me and squeezing, me so tight I could barely breathe.

“Elena, I’ll treat you so well from now on, I swear it. It doesn’t matter if you never remember! I’ll make you fall in love with me all over again!”

“Just don’t look at other men. Don’t leave me. I can’t survive without you…”

“Ethan, you told me you’d die without me back then, too,” I said smoothly. “But you still crawled

into her bed,”

Ethan’s entire frame went rigid, his desperate grip instantly loosening around my waist.

I pushed him back calmly, looking into the raw, trembling panic spiking in his eyes, and let out a

soft, beautiful smile.

“I never had amnesia. I played you.”

Ethan’s eyes widened in sheer, naked horror.

“Elena… what the fuck did you just say?”