Betrayed by an alpha claimed by a lycan king

Chapter 87

SAGE

I was pacing back and forth in front of the door. I don't know what's happening inside, and the anticipation was killing me.

"Sage, calm down. Everything will be okay," Elara tried to console me.

I hate this gnawing feeling inside me. I shouldn't be this affected I wasn't planning on us getting back together. I was actually rejecting and denying him up to the extent of asking for divorce and rejection. Yet, the pain is killing me knowing that he completely forgot all the feelings he had for me. I can't understand myself. Shouldn't I be glad that I can finally be free from his suffocating grasp now that he has no interest in me? I should be jumping in glee and excitement, but I feel the opposite. However, I still couldn't understand what happened to him and what caused his lost memories.

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I turned to Elara and voiced out what's been bothering me. "Do you have any idea what caused this to happen?"

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bane poisoning can cause some memory loss. Aside from that, I can't offer

you any answer," she replied.

I blew a loud sigh. "I think this is the Moon Goddess' way of answering my prayers," I laugh bitterly. I thought this was what I wanted. But now that it's already in front of me, it makes me question my real feelings for Titus. "So, you're still planning on leaving?" she asked.

I smiled, but it didn't reach my eyes. "Yes, there's no place for me here now."

Soon enough, the door to Titus' room opened widely. It didn't take long before Scott stepped out of it. I didn't notice that I was holding my breath as I waited for Scott to give us an update. But he didn't say anything. He just took a deep breath as he looked at me with pity. "Are you going to say anything, Scot Scott?" I I urged him to speak. He

last thing he recalls is being with Lady Anna, and he's forgotten everything that happened after the event

"Oh, in t

it retrograde amnesia," Elara interjected, her voice laced with cautious optimism as though explaining it would lessen the blow. "I heard it's only temporary." "So... he has no recollection of me or...

nodded, regret written across his face. "I'm afraid so,

the emotions threatening to spill over. "Then... what happens

answer, but no words came. It was Elara who finally broke the

recover physically and mentally. Well, we'll just have to see,"

even to me. "Can

as if hoping the other would find the right words. "Sage," Scott began carefully, "I think right now, your presence might be confusing him. Until he's regained his memories, it might be best if... He trailed off,

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words. A silence settled over us, the kind

might somehow help. Perhaps he'd look for me; remember something. Anything. We were in that position when the door swung open once again,

myself to hold my ground as they stepped into the living room. Titus moved with a lingering stiffness, his body wrapped in fresh bandages, a testament to the brutal battle he'd survived. Yet even in his weakened state, his

eyes, those once so full of fire when they

gaze flickering from me to Titus, and

smile she wore.

cutting through the silence with an edge I didn't recognize. "Anna has told me everything." she?"

explain, to bridge the gap that felt so agonizingly wide, but his

to Anna's feelings," he added, his tone gentling ever soon't mean anything to me now." He paused, and in that instant, I could see him glancing toward Anna, who stood beside him like a ghost from

between us, each one colder and more cutting than the last. I could hardly believe that the man standing before me was the same Titus who once held me close and who'd looked at me as though I were his whole world. Now his gaze held nothing but polite indifference, and even that seemed forced, like he couldn't be bothered to summon even a shred of warmth. I stood there, numb as he continued. "I don't care about the things that I don't remember. They "you should leave. Go back to wherever you came from, and don't make this harder than it needs to be." Elara stepped forward, ready to defend me, but I raised a hand, stopping her. I could feel the anger welling up within me, but I swallowed it, forcing myself to nod in response to show that I could handle

him

me hardened. I was no longer the woman who

of unease through me. The way he spoke made it sound like a command, and I felt my pulse quicken as I turned back to face him,

in the room seemed to freeze; the space between us was charged with unspoken history and unresolved feelings. I could feel the blood rushing to my ears as his words echoed in my mind, the finality of them striking me like a physical blow. It was as if he were wielding my heart like a weapon, intending to make a clean cut without considering the damage it would inflict. 09:08