登入Rebecca’s POVEnzo stared at me for so long that I thought he might finally answer.But he didn’t.Instead, he pressed his mouth into a razor-thin line, dragging both hands over his face as he turned away from me. His shoulders were tense, his eyes flickering with raw agony beneath a wall of absolute resistance. When he finally spoke, his voice sounded rough, laced with deep pain and exhaustion.“I can’t tell you the truth right now, Rebecca,” he rasped. “I’m sorry... I’m so fucking sorry, but I can't.”I stared at him, the silence stretching long and heavy between us. The anger inside me slowly hollowed out into a dull, numb ache. Looking at the iron set of his jaw, I knew it was useless to fight him. He was locked down. He wasn't going to give me another single word tonight, no matter how hard I begged, shouted, or screamed.Without saying another word, I walked back toward the bed and sat down on the edge of it. Enzo remained standing for a few seconds before slowly sinking o
Rebecca’s POVFor several seconds, Enzo said nothing. Then he released a long breath and lowered his head.“Close the door, Rebecca.”“No.”His eyes lifted to mine.“You talk first.”Something painful crossed his face. He rubbed a hand over his jaw before finally speaking. “Yes.”My heart skipped. “Yes... what?”“Yes, we knew each other before the coffee shop.”Everything inside me went still. I slowly released the door handle, staring at him. “What?”Enzo looked directly into my eyes this time. “That wasn't the first time we met.”My stomach dropped.I knew it. God, I fucking knew it.“How?” My voice came out weak. “How did we know each other?”He didn't answer immediately, and my patience snapped. “Enzo.”“We were together.”I shook my head. “Together how?”His jaw tightened.“Don't make me drag every fucking word out of you!”“We were married.”My entire body froze. For a second, I genuinely thought I had heard him wrong.“What?”Enzo swallowed hard. “You were
Rebecca's POV“Who the fuck are you?” I asked again, grabbing the sheet off the bed and wrapping it tightly around myself.Enzo stared at me, looking completely stunned. For a second, he seemed confused, but then something else flashed across his face—a sudden, unmistakable flash of pure panic. It disappeared so quickly I almost thought I had imagined it, but I caught it. I knew I did.“Becca, what’s wrong?” he asked softly, extending a hand toward me.I didn’t answer. Instead, I backed away until my bare feet hit the cold floor, my chest heaving as my mind spun wildly to process the dream I had just woken up from.No. It hadn’t felt like a dream at all. It had felt like a living, breathing memory. I could still see everything so clearly: me standing in a white wedding dress, Enzo standing across from me, people surrounding us as his hand held mine and we exchanged vows. It was so crystal clear—like a life I had lived before someone ripped it out of my head. I had been marrying
Enzo’s POVShe was fast asleep, her breathing soft and even against my chest. I stayed completely still, staring down at her face in the quiet glow of the city lights outside. One arm rested loosely across my stomach, her body trusting me in a way her mind couldn't explain. She looked peaceful—so completely different from the guarded, exhausted woman I had been watching around the Academy these past few days.So, what’s next? my wolf chimed in, his voice heavy with worry.I stared at the ceiling and let out a long, quiet sigh. I didn’t know.God, maybe wiping her memories had been a terrible mistake. The thought had been haunting me ever since I came back into her life. At the time, I'd convinced myself I was protecting her. I thought taking away those memories would make everything easier for her. But looking at her now, I wasn't so sure.This Rebecca wasn't happy—not truly. I could see it no matter how hard she tried to hide it. She looked tired, weighed down by a heavy burden.
Rebecca's POVThe words had barely left my lips before Enzo’s mouth claimed mine again.This time there was no waiting. His kiss was deep and wild, his tongue sliding against mine, tasting and claiming me as if he had been waiting for permission to stop holding back. I melted into it, my fingers still wrapped in his hair, pulling him closer until there was no space left between us. The weight of his body pressed me into the bed, heavy and solid, and the feeling of him against me sent a slow, burning heat spreading low in my stomach.He stopped kissing me just long enough to drag his mouth down my jawline, then lower, to the soft skin right under my ear. His breath was warm. His teeth scraped lightly against me. A soft noise came out of my mouth before I could stop it."Still want this?" he whispered against my skin."Yes."His hands slid under the bottom of my shirt, his palms hot against my waist. He pushed the shirt up slowly, giving me every chance to stop him. I didn't. I r
Rebecca’s POVThe drive took about twenty minutes, but it felt much longer.I spent most of it staring through the dark window, watching the city lights pass while my mind swung wildly between excitement and guilt. I could still turn around. I could tell the driver to take me back to the Academy, climb into bed beside Monthana, and pretend none of this had ever happened.But I didn't.Eventually, the SUV slowed and pulled beneath the covered entrance of a massive, luxury hotel. I leaned forward, peering through the windshield at the stunning, strangely quiet building. Before I could ask the driver what to do next, my door opened with a soft click.A tall man dressed entirely in black stood outside.I recognized him immediately as one of Enzo's guards—a man I had seen trailing him around the Academy over the past few days.“Miss Rebecca,” he greeted, offering a small, respectful bow. “Please come with me.”I swallowed hard and stepped out into the cool night air.Instead of ta
Rebecca’s POVI stared at Enzo, my vision blurring. For a moment, I didn’t believe it. It felt as though the floor had opened up to swallow me whole."Congratulations," Father said, his voice thick with pride."No!" I shouted.I shot to my feet so fast the chair nearly crashed backward. Before
Rebecca's POVIt had been two days since the cliff accident, and I still wasn’t allowed to see Enzo. Every time I went to the healer's wing, the warriors sent me away. They told me the same thing over and over: he had made it clear he didn't want to see me.I sat on my bed, feeling restless and s
Rebecca’s POVShock flashed across his face. Then guilt. Then something colder.“Rebecca,” he said sharply.I couldn’t breathe. Sasha turned to look at me confused, but Enzo never moved away from her. He didn’t push her off or cover himself. If anything, he glared at me, like he wanted this mome
Rebecca’s POVI couldn’t remember a time when I wasn’t obsessed with Enzo. He had always been there.When I was little, he carried me on his shoulders during pack festivals because my tiny legs would hurt from walking too much. When I had nightmares, I used to sneak into his room and sleep beside







