No Memories, No Turning Back
Cold and proud to all, Beamon Slade, Northarch's strongest Alpha, reserves his gentleness solely for me.
Everyone knows that I'm his Luna.
But today, his first love is infected with deadly wolfsbane and on the brink of death. He hands me a herbal pill that can seal memories and temporarily remove the mate mark.
"Eiro won't last another three days, Swan.
"Could you give me three days to fulfill her dream of becoming a Luna through a symbolic marking ceremony? I won't hurt you. This pill temporarily severs the bond and makes you forget me.
"When the ceremony ends three days later, take the antidote and you'll remember everything. We'll get back together."
Looking at his calm, gentle expression, I silently swallow the pill without hesitation.
He has no idea, but I crafted the pill with my own hands. There's no such thing as an antidote.
Three days from now, I'll completely forget him. All our embraces, vows, marks, and his past gentleness will vanish with the wind.