Todos los capítulos de Fake Amnesia, Claimed by My Ex’s Brother: Capítulo 21 - Capítulo 30

Kaela’s POVI stayed behind the bedroom door and did not move. I did not want to see Taren.My back was against the wood, my knees pulled close, my breaths slow and uneven.The room was quiet except for the faint sound of pots cooling in the kitchen.I knew the food he made was still on the counter. I knew he was waiting.But I could not look at him. I should have been proud.I had convinced Irina Volkova, the hardest test engineer in Lirael, to join us. People usually failed before even speaking to her.But instead of celebrating, a heavy gloom sat in my chest. It felt like a weight that would not lift.Outside the door, Taren’s steps were steady. He did not knock right away.He stood there in silence, and that silence made everything worse. “Kaela,” he finally said. “Talk to me.”His voice was calm, but I heard pressure under it. I closed my eyes and forced myself to speak.“Irina said something,” I said through the door. My tone was cold, sharper than I planned.“She said you owe

Kaela’s POVWhen I reached Werewolf Aviation Studios, I didn’t even take off my jacket. I walked straight to my desk, sat down, and turned on my computer. The screen lit up, and within seconds and the news poured in. Every headline was the same.Voss Group Forms Strategic Partnership With Medici GroupNew Premium Aviation Division AnnouncedRhett Voss Appointed as Division DirectorI clicked one article.The video began playing immediately. Eleanor stood beside a podium, smiling with perfect confidence, her red dress glowing under the lights. Rhett stood next to her, chin raised, wearing a proud expression I knew too well. It was the look he wore whenever someone handed him something he didn’t earn.My stomach dropped.Hours ago, I had been standing in applause, basking in the success of the flight showcase, feeling like the tide had finally turned in my favor.Now the tide had dragged me under again.Lady Medici’s face appeared in the recordings too. Calm. Controlled. Watching from

Kaela’s PerspectiveI led Onyx into the preparation area with steady steps, even though my pulse was loud in my ears. The ground beneath us was packed dirt, uneven and marked by claw prints from earlier races. The air smelled of sweat, metal, and dust. Around us, handlers moved quickly, checking straps and signals, shouting last-minute instructions in sharp voices.Onyx stayed close at my side. His body was tense, but his attention never drifted far from me. I kept one hand on his halter, grounding both of us.That was when Rhett Voss stepped forward.He stood just beyond the barrier, arms crossed, posture relaxed in a way that was meant to show control. His eyes slid over Onyx with clear judgment, then settled on me with open disdain.“You really think you belong here?” he said, loud enough for others nearby to hear. “The lone wolf gamble isn’t for people like you. It’s an Alpha’s game.”I did not answer right away. I adjusted the halter and checked the straps again, forcing my brea

Rhett’s POVI woke with a sharp gasp, my chest rising too fast, my skin soaked in cold sweat. The room was dark, silent except for my uneven breathing. For a moment, I didn’t know where I was. Then the images came back all at once, violent and clear, like a punishment I couldn’t escape.Kaela.She stood on the racetrack again in my mind. Not the Kaela who followed me, who waited for me, who bent herself smaller so she could stand in my shadow. This Kaela was different. She had transformed in front of everyone. Her wolf was strong, fast, and fearless. The crowd cheered her name. They had looked at her with awe.And she hadn’t looked at me at all.I squeezed my eyes shut, but it didn’t help. The image only burned brighter. My heart slammed against my ribs, not with anger, but with something worse.Regret.It hit me all at once. I hadn’t just lost a useful partner. I hadn’t just lost someone convenient. I had lost the only person who had ever truly stood beside me without asking for po

I ran back to the apartment. I didn’t care who saw me. I didn’t care if people stared or whispered as I passed. I didn’t care if my heels scraped against the pavement or if my hair fell loose around my face.I just ran.My lungs burned. My heart beat so hard it felt like it might burst through my ribs. My thoughts were loud and broken, crashing into each other without order.The apartment door slammed shut behind me, the sound echoing through the empty room. My back hit the wood as I slid down, my legs giving out completely. I ended up on the floor, shaking, my hands pressed hard over my face, like I could block the truth if I covered myself enough.“She never lost it,” I whispered. “She never lost her memory…”The truth hit me again, sharp and merciless, just like it had in the café. Kaela’s eyes, clear, steady, watching me. Kaela’s calm voice that never once cracked. Kaela’s answers, measured and controlled, like she had been standing above me the entire time.That look she gave me