He was wearing a royal-blue shirt and a coat of the same color. Even from a distance, he exuded immense power. Everyone who walked by him gave him a wide berth, as if they were afraid of getting too close.

As he approached, I could see his face. The tenderness of youth had faded away, leaving a chiseled jaw and strong angles.

It had been so long, but when I saw him again-with the new name "Jackson Sterling"-I only felt calmness. Not even a single stutter of my heart.

I lifted a hand to wave at the group. "This way!"

***

When the man saw the woman waving at them, he was slightly taken aback.

His trip to Arcadia was primarily to attend the bidding for the Weston City project.

expected to

to normal and led his men toward her. Even his wolf was thrown off kilter by seeing her. He was a more than

Palmer, long

her. Jackson frowned at her indifference toward him. Did she not like him? The other part of him was angered that a human would

before walking up to her. "Ms.

him. "What

but he did his best to try to smooth things over. "I

***

before me, exactly

ask him if he had truly lost his memory or if

after he woke up, he

as if he was trying to reclaim me, then he'd strangled me. Then, he suddenly lost his memory when the Sterling pack said he was

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