'Where am I?' Christopher asked, looking around at the faces gathered round him. 'And who am I?'

This second question was what threw everyone. Did he just ask the question they heard him ask?

They looked at the witch who was just getting up to her feet from her faint.

'What have you done?' Alpha Sylvester asked. 'He does not know who he is!'

'I forgot to warn you that the side effect was amnesia', Wendy said. 'It is going to be for a short while though and then he will recover his memory fully'.

'How long is this 'amnesia', supposed to last?' Sylvester asked.

'It depends on each individual. For some people it takes a fortnight, some a month, others a year, you will just have to be patient and see how long he takes to recover his memory fully'.

'Is there an antidote for this 'amnesia'? Chief asked. 'You know, like a potion?'

'No. But if he has a reason for living. If there's something he desired so much before dying, then his subconscious will drive him to recover his memory faster for that!' Wendy said, looking at Millicent who was holding on to Christopher like a trophy.

'Your blood really worked wonders. There's something about you that you are yet to find out!' she said, though she sounded as though not very happy about it.

'Christopher, you remember me at least?' Millicent asked.

'Who are you?' Christopher asked, furrowing his eyelids at Millicent, frowning in thought, trying to recall the face.

Millicent bit her lip in disappointment.

'It will take a while and everything will return to normal', Wendy said flashing a brilliant smile at them. But you have to be patient and not force him to remember because it could be detrimental', she paused to let it sink. 'And it will be impossible bringing him back again if anything should happen!' she said, gathering the things she had brought with her back into the backpack she carried.

'I need to be around to monitor his progress because it is risky leaving him like this for now!' Wendy said. 'I repeat, do not be in a hurry to get his memory back for him by asking him any questions or any such thing. His memory will return gradually of their own Accord and his health will flourish!'

'Since you will be staying back to take care of Christopher, I'll ask the maid to prepare a room for you', Millicent said, smiling gratefully at the Wendy.

Since people had come for a celebration, the Luna making , though it will no longer take place for now, there was still a reason to celebrate - Christopher's life!

Millicent tried to stay with Christopher after his Beta finished bathing him but he looked at her curiously and said simply, 'Do you mind?'

Millicent was flustered and shook her head vigorously. 'No, I shall let you rest and be back later', and she hurried out of the room.

Christopher was not acting like his normal self. What could be the matter? Millicent thought. She was so deep in thought that she nearly collided with Alpha Sylvester and his Beta.

'How is he doing?' Sylvester asked and Millicent knew at once who he was asking. 'Very well. He said he needed a little time to rest!'

'Of course, considering everything that has happened, we all need rest', he said, touching my cheek tenderly. 'You should also take time to have some rest. Now that he is back, he won't be leaving us anytime soon!'

Millicent nodded and moved on to her room.

'Samantha, you're here', she said as she saw Samantha sitting in her room.

'Yes', she said, frowning thoughtfully.

'What is it now?' Millicent asked. 'You should be happy for me, I am finally back to myself and Christopher has been restored back to life!'

'Don't you find it odd?' Samantha asked, still bothered.

'Odd? Millicent was perplexed. 'Find what odd?'

'That someone who was dead was raised back to life?' she whispered fearfully. 'It is scary, you know. It is not natural!'

'No matter what it is, I am happy Christopher is back with us!' Millicent said, dismissively.

'What if it is not Christopher who is in there?' Samantha asked, still in a whisper.

'You are spoking me. How can it not be him? Didn't you recognize him when he woke?'

'I do not mean his appearance. I mean the thing inside, the spirit. What if some force has possessed his body and we think he is Christopher when he's not?' she asked, looking around.

'Stop this Samantha!' Millicent cried. 'Is this what you came into my room to tell me?'

'No! But...'

'Good! So, let's change the subject!' Millicent said with finality.

But what Samantha said lingered in her mind and she felt bad that she was doubting her own love.

Over the next couple of days, she rarely saw Christopher except when she forced herself into his room. At first he was irritated but later, he started accepting her presence with calm resignation. But Millicent,could not understand why he could not recognize her. She was getting impatient. The witch Wendy was the one always with Christopher and she did not think she would say this but she started resenting Wendy's closeness to Christopher.

She was on her way to Christopher's room one day, when she heard laughter.

Was that Christopher laughing? she thought happily. He had not laughed since coming back from the dead. She wanted to go in but decided to eavesdrop and find out what was responsible for Christopher's happy laughter.

'You should do this more often you know!' Wendy was saying.

'You make me laugh, so yes, I'll do it more often!' Christopher promised.' And you are beautiful, yourself. Are you married?' he asked and Millicent could not decipher if he asked in jest or not.

'Do you want to marry me?' Wendy countered.

'Answer the question first!' he said and Millicent could hear the smile in his voice.

'I was waiting for you!' Wendy said.

What was that? Millicent thought wildly. Even if they were just jesting, it was a dangerous thing to jest about.

'You barely know me, so how could you be waiting for me?' Christopher asked and though Millicent could still hear the smile in his voice, there was an underlining seriousness in his question.

'Oh, but I do know you. This is the second time I am saving your life and you owe me!' she said.

Millicent could not hold still any longer but rushed into the room, visualizing one on the lap of the other but she felt foolish when she saw Wendy propping Christopher's head on his pillow.

They both looked towards the door as Millicent burst into the room, panting.

'Did you want something Miss O'Hara?' Christopher asked, smiling tolerably at Millicent and she felt stupid. 'Miss O'Hara?' she thought in dismay.

'Christopher, I wanted to come find out how you were faring' Millicent said, for want of something else to say.

'As you can see, Alpha Christopher is doing very well, thank you', Wendy said, smiling smugly at Millicent. 'If you do not mind, leave the room so that he can rest!'

It was a slap on Millicent's face but she could not start a fight with Wendy over someone who could barely recognize her and Wendy was helping with Christopher's recovery. Millicent didn't want to jeopardize that. So, nodding, she left the room.

Millicent's POV

Things did not get any better in terms of my relationship with Christopher. He treated me like a polite stranger would another and it was slowly killing me. Especially when he would smile sweetly at Wendy and give some little affectionate touches.

Once my eyes made contact with Sylvester and I could see the pity in his eyes. It was just too much, I ran out of the room to my own and slammed the door.

Samantha was on my heels. 'Millicent pull yourself together! If your mate bond is as strong as you claimed, he will soon remember you and come crawling back into your arms and your bed!' she said, hoping to bring a smile to my lips but I was not so sure anymore.

'Wendy is weaving her magic around him and he seem to want to be with only her. I can't wait to see her gone from the Moon Ville Pack and out of our lives permanently!' I exclaimed.

'I wish I could say that she is just helping him recover', Samantha said slowly. 'but I have seen the way she looks at him and from the scratches of information I've heard, it seems they have met before, when he was at the borders and they were more than just friends'.

'But if he can remember her, then why can't he remember me?' I wailed. 'We met recently and he's supposed to recall the most recent events, isn't he?'

'It depends. The mind is a funny organ. It selects the memory it wishes to remember and the one it wishes not to', Samantha said and when she saw the distress on my features, hastened to add, 'Not that I am saying he has regained his memory of course or that he has forgotten you permanently'. Then she said as an afterthought, 'I feel that Wendy is trying to make Christopher fall in love with her. I hope that by the time he regains his memory, it will not be too late for you and he to get back together. Because if he falls in love with her before he recovers, there will be complications...'

' Don't you think I know that?' I wailed. I am powerless and it is killing me to see another woman taking my mate away from me, right under my nose! What do you suggest I do?' I asked, feeling desperate.

'Try doing any of those things you did in the past that made you unique to Christopher. It might help jog his memory. You have to be smart!'

'But she said it could be detrimental to his health, trying to jog his memory, that is!' I whispered.

'Detrimental my foot!' Samantha swore. 'I feel she said that to have more time to get Christopher to fall in love with her. Is she not doing the same with Christopher? Reminding him of their past? How she saved him previously? You said so yourself that you heard her saying that to Christopher. What other evidence do you need that she is not what she appears to be? Though, I must tell you, she is a dangerous person! I sense evil in her!'

Sigh!

I placed my hands on my laps, wringing them like I was squeezing water from a cloth. I did that whenever I was confused or nervous and right now, I was very confused.

We were still deliberating on the next course of action when I got a letter.

Who could possibly wrote to me? I thought, as I tore open the envelope.

It was from Raph. What a welcome surprise. It read....

'Dear Millicent,

I hope this letter meets you well. The news of how the battle against the Moon Ville Pack ended has reached us.

I hope you were not wounded in any way? The talk of your bravery has been ringing on everyone's lips.

Mummy Cara sends her greetings and says to remind you that there are things you still need to know about your past and possibly your present as well, whatever that is!

Hugh and baby send their love and aunt Mildred said to say hi!

I have a lot to tell you as well. You were right about something you told me in the past.

Hoping to see you soon, sweetheart,

Raph.

How could I have forgotten to visit them since the war ended?

'Who is it from? Samantha asked.

'From some friends in the Moonlight pack. They are wondering why I have not visited them yet'.

'But you cannot blame yourself for that, nor allow anyone else to, for that matter. Things have been pretty rough down here since then!' Samantha said.

'They are not blaming, just reminding me and you know what? They are right. I need to go see them. There are alot of things that I need to find out!'

'Are you sure this is a good time to visit them? I mean when a strange witch, determined to take your love from you is with him at all hours of the day?'

'What has my presence here accomplished anyways? If she wants to take him in his state, there's nothing I can do to prevent that short of forcing his memory on him and that is impossible', I said sadly. 'I am very happy, Raph thought to write. I shall visit them and find out all that I need to know about my birth pack'.

'When will you leave?' Samantha asked.

'Tomorrow morning '.

'Then I'd better prepare to go with you', she said.

'That will not be necessary!' I said emphatically. 'You shall remain here and be my ears and eyes. I shall be back very soon. But this is something I must do!'

'Aren't you afraid you might be attacked by the pack members for your part in destroying their Alpha? It is risky going there now without an escort!'

'They should be happy I relieved them off such an evil Alpha', I said. 'but you're right. I shall be careful to disguise myself because like I said, this is something I must do!'

That night, I could not sleep. Alot of thoughts crowded my mind. Was it ever going to be possible for Christopher and I to get back together? What if he never recovers his memory, or the witch sees to it the he does just for her own selfish benefit? What is this thing that I do not know about that mum Cara wanted to tell me about? Was it concerning my mates? Sylvester has been kind and considerate towards me and I know what he wants. The both of us know that it is impossible now that Christopher was awake and I hope that he accepts it like he promised, when we thought Alpha Christopher was gone forever!

I finally fell into a troubled sleep in the early hours of the morning.

I got to the home of Raph and Mildred and I found Raph with a young beautiful girl.

'Millicent, you're here!' he said, hugging me. 'I didn't think you'd come this soon after receiving the letter!'

'Nothing could keep me away. Where is Mildred?' I asked, looking into the inner room.

'She is out in the fields picking fruits. I'm surprised you did not see her on your way here', Raph said.

'Aren't you going to introduce me to your friend?' I asked.

'Of course I was going to as soon as you settled down', Raph said happily. 'This is Minnie, my fated mate'.

'You don't say!' I shouted happily, hugging him and the beautiful girl by his side, one hand on each of their shoulders. They both looked so happy and I was happy for them.

'Raph, where is mum Cara?' I asked, surprised that she was not there. 'She is practicing her profession. You know she is a mid - wife?' he asked.

I nodded.

'Well, she went to deliver a female of her pup', he said. 'If all goes well and I pray it does, she should be back soon!

While waiting for Cara, Raph and I spoke at length and I told him about my birth pack and all that happened and why I couldn't tell anyone about it before now and he told me how he met Minnie.

We were still talking when Cara came back.

'Welcome, ma', I said.

'My princess!' she called, 'how have you been? The reports of your exploits precede you!'

'I am surprised. I thought no one else but Alpha Sylvester knows about it. He was the only one there when it happened!'

'Well, you are mistaken', Cara said and Raph nodded. 'I had been sceptical about inviting you here for security reasons. The wolves here might not take kindly to your presence, in their own pack, you who killed their Alpha'.

'Alpha Sylvester intimated me that he sent a message to the pack and it's Luna that if they should act rebellious in any way, they would regret it', I said. 'but I took the precaution of covering myself, masking my scent, so no one would realize it was me!'

'That's good', Cara said

'It will save my old bones the time and effort to visit you in the Moon Ville Pack!' Cara said. 'Excuse me, let me have a quick shower, then we have talk'.

While she was gone, Raph and I discussed more about the battle. He had been one of the warriors.

'Come, let's talk', Cara said, poking her head out from the room to call for me. I excused myself and went inside.

'I heard that our own Blake was responsible for the chain of events that caused Sylvester to murder your parents', she started.

I nodded. I didn't want to talk about it. 'I gave him what he deserved. 'You said there were things I didn't know about, things you will tell me after the battle!' I reminded her, without preambles.

'Yes!' she said smiling. 'You look so serious. It is not a bad news, it is a great news'.

'What is it Mum Cara?' I asked becoming impatient.

'Do you know you are pregnant?' she asked.

The blunt and sudden way she blurted it took me unawares and at first I thought I hadn't heard her right.

'Mum Cara, what did you just say?'

'I am surprised you have not found it out for yourself all this while!' she said shaking her head.

'Found what out?' I asked, my heart pounding with fear, anticipation and apprehension.

'That you are pregnant and you should be about four months gone!' she said, pulling my lower eyelid down and looking into it.

I had been feeling funny, these past days - fatigue, loss of appetite, mood swings - but I had attributed those feelings to the aftermath of the battle.

'Are you sure, Mum Cara?' I whispered, not wanting to believe so that my hopes would not be dashed.

'As sure as fire!' she replied smiling happily.

'And you did not tell me about it?' You allowed me go into battle in my delicate condition, knowing that anything could happen?' I asked incredulous.

'It was because of the battle that I withheld the information from you. I did not want you to be distracted', Cara said. 'Also, I knew that Amelia would not allow any harm befall you nor her grandchild!' she observed confidently. 'Knowing you were pregnant would have bitten the edge out of your anger and your anger was the fuel you needed for the war'.

'I'm still not happy you withheld it from me. What if I had ended up like my mother?' I asked.

'You didn't, did you?' she asked smiling. 'By the way, who is responsible?' she asked.

'Alpha Christopher!' I said, sadly.

'Good! Though now, I can understand why Alpha Sylvester invaded your pack. So I no longer have anything against him, though he should have been more patient and less impulsive!' Then looking at me thoughtfully, continued,

I heard that Alpha Christopher sacrificed his life for his brother. Such a noble deed!'

'Yes. And it nearly killed me. But he has been raised back to life by a witch friend of his called Wendy', I said sadly.

'And what is that long face for?' she asked, searchingly. 'What are you sad about if he's been brought back from the dead?'

'I do not have access to him anymore. He came back with a lost memory. He does not recognize me', I lamented. 'I am happy with this news of my Pregnancy but I can't even share the joyful news with the pup's father because of this'.

'Is this all that is making you so miserable?' she asked perceptively. 'You do not seem happy about the news of your pregnancy, don't you want it?'

'Oh, Mum Cara, I wailed. 'The witch who brought him back to life and has been caring for him is not just his friend, they seem to have shared a physical relationship in the past and it is obvious she loves him and is trying to make him fall in love with her while putting a distance between Christopher and me! You can see why I do not know how to react about the news of my Pregnancy!'

'Hmmm', Cara said, her right hand holding her jaw, seemingly deep in thought. 'You will have to fight for your love but you will not do it physically. Here's what you will do...'