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.

I

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

memory. It seems like... the last thing he recalls is being with Lady Anna, and he's forgotten everything that happened after the event we

"Oh, in t

it would lessen the blow. "I heard it's only temporary."

his face. "I'm afraid

emotions

opening as if to answer, but no words came. It was Elara

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

My voice sounded hollow even to me. "Can

exchanged a glance with Elara, 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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stay away?" I finished for him, the bitterness cutting into my words.

felt like sharp-edged stones leaving my mouth. But a small part of me still hoped that stepping away might somehow help. Perhaps he'd look for me; remember something. Anything. We

into the living room. Titus moved with a lingering stiffness, his body wrapped in fresh bandages, a testament to

once known. His eyes, those once so full of fire when they looked my way, now

rested possessively on his arm, her gaze flickering from me to

smile she wore.

Sage," he said, his voice cutting through the silence with an edge I didn't recognize. "Anna has told me everything." she?" I replied

to explain, to bridge the gap

soon't mean anything to me now." He paused, and in

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 this and that I could walk away with dignity. But I wasn't going to let see me falter. I wouldn't give Anna the satisfaction of witnessing me crumble. Instead, I took a deep breath, forcing my

him

no longer the woman who had been torn apart by his indifference and rejection. I was stronger than

to step outside when his voice sliced through the air again, deep and authoritative. "One more thing," he said, sending a ripple 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, though I could barely summon the strength to meet his gaze. "I'm going to reject you," he declared, each word falling from his lips like stones, heavy and unyielding. "So, I'm expecting

to my ears as his words echoed in my mind, the finality of them striking me like