LOGINHe promised forever. Then he forgot he ever loved him. Alpha Leander Voss had everything: power, wealth, an empire at his fingertips. Until the night he's kidnapped, escapes, and is left for dead along a desolate coast. When Omega Avelin Mirei rescues the dying stranger, he never imagines the broken man will become his entire world. Renamed Shen Ross, the mysterious Alpha builds a quiet life with Avelin, tender mornings, stolen touches, and a love that feels like destiny. They marry by the sea. They promise forever. But forever shatters the day Avelin's father suffers a heart attack. While Avelin keeps vigil at the hospital, Shen rushes home to gather supplies—and his kidnappers return to finish what they started. The brutal attack brings everything back. Shen wakes as Leander Voss: cold CEO and heir to a ruthless empire. He remembers his wealth, his power, his enemies, everything except the year he spent loving Avelin. The man who promised forever is gone. Abandoned and pregnant, Avelin raises their son alone in the coastal town where they built their life. Three years later, desperate for a fresh start, he accepts a position at a prestigious company. Only to discover the CEO he'll be working for is the Alpha who destroyed him. Leander doesn't recognize the beautiful Omega now working under him. But his body does. An inexplicable pull. A scent that haunts his dreams. A bond his soul remembers even if his mind can't. As old enemies close in, Leander fights to recover what he's lost. But Avelin has already mourned the man he loved. And some broken vows can't be mended, no matter how desperately the heart remembers what the mind forgot. Can you fall in love with the same person twice? Can you reclaim a forever you don't remember promising?
View MoreLittle Shen POV"What I Know"I am eight years old, which is old enough to know a lot of things.I know my name is Shen Voss-Mirei. My teacher asked me once which name was real and I said both, obviously. She nodded like I told her something surprising. I do not know why it was surprising.I know Aria is three, which means she still thinks worms are interesting enough to carry in her pocket. She dropped one on Papa's suit jacket last spring. Papa's face went through six different expressions before he carried her inside to change. I counted. It was six.I know my father is Leander Voss, who runs a large company. My friend Jin asked me once if my dad was the Leander Voss. I said yes, and he said wow. I told him Papa makes good pancakes on Saturdays. Jin thought about this and said that was a more useful thing to know than anything on the internet. I agreed.I know my other father is Avelin Mirei, whom I call Dada. He has warm eyes and quiet hands, and he always knows when something is
Leander POV"Year Two"A letter found folded inside the journal, dated fourteen months after Leander's disappearance. Given to Leander by Avelin the morning after the memory returned.Shen,I do not know why I am writing this. You are not going to read it. I know that now in a way I didn't let myself know for a long time, that you are not coming back to this address, that if you are alive somewhere, you are not looking for us, and that the Shen Ross who married me on the beach is not the person who existed before I found him bleeding on the road.I know all of that. I am writing this anyway.Our son is fourteen months old. He has your eyes, I know I have thought about this before, but they keep being your eyes every time I look at him, stubbornly yours. He has started walking, or trying to. He walks the way you fixed things: with complete certainty that he is doing it correctly, right up until the moment he falls over, and then he gets up and tries again without any drama about the fa
Elias POVI asked him to dinner on a Tuesday in November, which I mention because it took me four months to get there and I want the timeline acknowledged.The four months were for practical reasons. Leander and Avelin were in the middle of the most complicated reunion in recent romantic history, and inserting my own situation into that orbit seemed both poor timing and mildly absurd. Also, Renlo is Avelin's best friend, and the structural symmetry of both of us pursuing our respective people simultaneously felt too neat. Too convenient. Like something that happens in a book rather than in life.Then again, Leander developed amnesia, fell in love with the same man twice, and named his son after himself by accident. Perhaps I should lower my standards for narrative plausibility.The certainty had arrived early, somewhere between the gala and the second occasion I found myself reconsidering an opinion because Renlo made a point I could not argue with. It arrived quietly, less like a rev
Renlo POVIt took three months before I admitted to myself that I looked forward to seeing Elias Thorn.This was annoying for several reasons, primarily because Elias was an Alpha who operated with the quiet assumption that every room he entered belonged to him. It should have irritated me, and did, technically, but it had somehow stopped feeling like a problem. He was also, frustratingly, interesting. He was the kind of person who asks questions that signal actual listening rather than performed interest, and who says things that take twenty minutes to fully unpack after the conversation ends.He also made very good coffee. I mention this because it matters.We fell into a pattern without either of us naming it. When Leander visited Avelin and Baby Shen, which became every weekend, then several evenings a week, then eventually most of the time, Elias was often present in an adjacent capacity. When I visited Avelin, which was always, because that was simply what we did, we ended up in
AVELIN POVThe nightmare came at 5:23 AM.I'd fallen asleep in the chair, my hand still wrapped around the stranger's. His sudden grip, crushing, desperate, jolted me awake."No," he gasped, face twisted in terror. "The knife—"His voice was faint, barely cutting through the sound of rain. The hear
AVELIN POVThe clinic smelled of antiseptic and rain-soaked earth, and underneath both: blood. So much blood that three hours later, I could still taste copper on my tongue even though I'd scrubbed my hands raw.I leaned against the cold tile wall, watching my father work. He moved with the efficie
LEANDER POVFor a moment, I felt weightless.Time slowed down. Rain seemed to fly upward. The van's taillights looked like fading stars as they pulled away into the darkness.I had built an empire on logic and calculated risks. I never believed in fate or anything besides my own will. I'd fired peo
LEANDER POV"Three hours ago, I accepted an award for innovation. Now I was innovating ways to survive a kidnapping."Conrad had been in the front row, applauding louder than anyone. He'd even mouthed “Proud of you, brother" across the crowd. I'd almost believed him, almost forgotten that he'd been






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