Leno Dockett and I dated for ten years, and we've also been married for ten years.

He's the illegitimate son of an Alpha. At five, he was cast out and forced to grow up in a cave near the silver mines. As an adult, he was poisoned with wolfsbane, and his wolf was nearly been killed. He was banished.

I was the one who took him in. I cared for him. I traded one of my pack's most treasured relics to get the best herbs so he could be cured of the wolfsbane. Then, I helped him rebuild his pack from nothing.

Everyone in the pack says I bet on the right wolf. Now I'm the Luna.

But they don't know that Leno has always loved another she-wolf.

For years, I've endured everything—his coldness, his insults, and the other woman's taunts. Still, I refused to break our mate bond.

Yesterday, he told me his mistress is pregnant with his heir. And when I once again refused to break our bond, he raised his claws against me in front of our pup.

Staring at my pup, who was about to lose his right to inherit, I finally agreed to let go.

But on the day we were meant to break the bond, Leno was ambushed. The enemy injected him with wolfsbane that damaged his brain.

Now… His memory is stuck 15 years in the past—when he loved me the most.

After having been married for ten years, my Alpha fell in love with an Omega and got her pregnant with an heir. Heartbroken, I proposed rejecting him, but he suddenly had an accident and lost his memory—his mind returned to the year he loved me the most.

…

The room was filled with luggage—once the mate bond was broken, I was going to leave the pack.

After coaxing Lucas Dockett to sleep, I sat alone in the living room waiting for Leno Dockett.

However, when the agreed-upon time came, he didn't return.

"Luna, Alpha Leno was attacked by several Rogues in the forest. He is currently unconscious," Beta Jack Whiting informed me.

"What? Where is he?"

Shocked, I dashed out of the house with Beta Jack. Since the pack had stabilized, Leno hadn't been attacked again.

I couldn't care less about breaking the mate bond and rushed to the forest with Beta Jack.

The pack's werewolves had already gathered around Leno.

Elisa was holding him, crying uncontrollably. Her bulging belly was clearly visible.

"Why hasn't Alpha Leno woken up yet?" she cried.

I found the healer and anxiously asked for the treatment outcome.

"Alpha Leno was injected with a large amount of wolfsbane. Although the antidote has been administered, the dose was too high, so he has not regained consciousness yet," the healer told me.

"You quack! The antidote was administered long ago, and Leno is still not awake. There must be something wrong with the medicine!" Elisa looked up and yelled at the healer, her gaze filled with panic.

Leno had promised to hold a mating ceremony with her in two months, and today's sudden attack meant we hadn't broken our mate bond. If he didn't wake up, the pack would be directly inherited by Lucas, who carried Alpha blood.

I ignored Elisa's hysterical questions and went to ask the Betas about the surprise attack.

"Were all the Rogues who ambushed the Alpha captured? How did they get into the pack?" I asked.

"Five wolves were captured. They climbed up from the unguarded cliff on the northern side."

The cliff on the northern side was steep—one wrong step could send you falling into the abyss.

"Why did they attack the Alpha?" I questioned.

Beta Jack looked troubled as he leaned in and whispered, "Alpha Leno wiped out a small neighboring pack last month. These are wolves from the Fortune pack."

In recent years, Leno had aggressively expanded his territory with ruthless tactics, even seizing many resources from my original pack—this made me increasingly disheartened toward him.

Just as I was about to turn and leave, Elisa suddenly shouted, "Leno, you're finally awake!"

He lay in Elisa's arms, confused as he looked at the people around him. He struggled to sit up and asked, "Who are you?"

When he turned his head and saw me, his gaze lit up instantly. "Flora Hall!"

Leno was then taken back to the hospital for further examination.

"The excessive dosage of wolfsbane has damaged Alpha Leno's brain and nerves, causing temporary amnesia. His memory has regressed to 15 years ago," a healer said.

"What? Can his memory come back?" Elisa asked with an unpleasant expression.

"It can. There's still a small amount of wolfsbane in the Alpha's system. Once it's fully metabolized, his memory will return."

Elisa breathed a sigh of relief. Anything was fine as long as it didn't delay their mating ceremony.

Beta Jack glanced at her disapprovingly and continued questioning the healer. "How long will it take for his memory to return?"

"It's uncertain—could be as soon as tomorrow, or it might take five to six months for the wolfsbane to be fully metabolized."

Five to six months? When Elisa heard that, she lost her temper again—their mating ceremony was in just two months.

Her pregnancy was obvious—if the ceremony didn't happen before the pup's birth, she wouldn't become the Luna even if she gave birth to a pup with Alpha blood.

"You must cure him before the wedding! Or else you can forget about keeping your job!" Elisa shrieked.

Cold sweat dripped down the healer's face—Elisa was about to become Leno's new Luna, so offending her meant guaranteed exile.

"There is a way! We can use past experiences to stimulate the Alpha's brain and help him regain his memory."

Leno's memory was trapped 15 years in the past—if they could help him recall events from those years, his memory could come back.

Elisa fell silent.

15 years ago, I was the only one by Leno's side.

Meanwhile, I was in the ward watching Leno and Lucas play with toys meant for wolf pups.

Leno had learned from Beta Jack that I had already had a pup with him and asked me to bring Lucas over.

"Flora, look! Our pup is so smart!" he exclaimed.

Leno held up the structure they had built—two pairs of similar-looking eyes gazed at me brightly, full of anticipation.

It had been five years since I'd last seen such an intimate moment between father and son.

Because of his unique status, Leno had been isolated in the pack since childhood—he had no playmates and no toys.

Now that he had returned to his 20s, he was even more excited about playing than Lucas was.

There was a knock on the door, and the healer, sweating nervously, asked me to come discuss the treatment plan.

"If you help Leno recover his memory, I'll let your pup be the next Beta," Elisa said haughtily.

Her lofty attitude made it seem as if she were bestowing a favor by determining my pup's future. She actually had the nerve to suggest that Lucas, with Alpha blood, could serve as her pup's Beta.

Those two wolves truly were a match made in heaven.

I remembered three years ago, when Leno first brought up breaking our mate bond—he used the same patronizing tone and said, "Lucas is my pup too. Even if I break the mate bond with you, I'll still make him the pack's Beta."

The position of a Beta in the pack was indeed a high one. However, Leno forgot who'd stayed by his side when he was outcast by his peers, who'd taken him in when he was exiled, and who'd helped him build this pack—our pup, Lucas, should have been the Alpha's heir.

Behind Elisa, Beta Jack's expression darkened—just one sentence from her had stripped his own pup of the chance to inherit the Beta position.

For the past three years, I had refused to break the mate bond because of Lucas' Alpha bloodline. But last month, Leno told me Elisa was pregnant, and if her child had Alpha blood, he would immediately change the heir.

That was when I finally decided to break the mate bond and leave tha pack with Lucas. I couldn't let Elisa's pup become Lucas' Alpha!

Now that the opportunity was in my hands, of course, I had to seize it.

I suppressed the thoughts that surged in my mind and looked straight at Elisa as I spoke. "200 million dollars."

The morning after I had received a 50-million-dollar deposit from Elisa, I arranged to meet Leno.

Leno and I strolled through the forest, where a small wooden cabin stood at the center.

We had once met and fallen in love in that cabin, built a new pack together, and made the cabin our shared secret.

"Flora, I heard from the Beta that we really did build a pack and that you became my Luna, right?" Leno's ears were flushed red, his eyes flitting nervously as he dared not meet mine.

After I confirmed it, his whole being radiated joy. "That's great! I really made you my Luna," he said, smiling.

His beaming smile under the sunlight seemed to overlap with the one he'd had 20 years ago, when I'd first agreed to let him court me—it left me momentarily dazed.

I instinctively reached out my hand, but Elisa's voice suddenly echoed in my ears. "If you want 200 million dollars, fine. I'll transfer a deposit right now."

Just yesterday at the hospital, Elisa had wired me 50 million dollars without hesitation.

My eyelid twitched hard. As the Luna, I managed internal affairs for the pack, yet the funds I had at my disposal amounted to only 50 million dollars.

And yet, Leno spoiled Elisa so much that she could spend 50 million without batting an eye.

I had promised Elisa, "I'll give you back a Leno with his memories restored before the mating ceremony."

I pulled back the hand I had extended to him, ignored his hurt expression, and quickly entered the cabin.

Leno hurried after me, standing inside the cabin and looking at me cautiously. "Back then, when I was covered in wounds and thought I'd die here, you suddenly appeared. I thought the Moon Goddess had come to save me," he reminisced.

Curled up at the door of the cabin and with knife wounds deep to the bone—that was how he looked when we'd first met.

"Later, I realized you were the best gift the Moon Goddess ever gave me. I swore I'd make you the happiest Luna," Leno said.

I had dragged him into the cabin, brought him medicine and food every day, and listened to him talk about past sorrows and future hopes. The passion of our youth bloomed every day like roses did.

That was until three years ago.

"Flora, did I do it?" Leno asked. He blushed, looking at me with a boyish shyness and hopeful anticipation.

I looked at him coldly. "Leno, in two months, you're going to have a mating ceremony with another young and pretty she-wolf."

"No way! You must be mistaken—I've loved you for so many years, how could I be with another she-wolf?" he shouted in disbelief.

When I saw his agitated expression, my tears started streaming down suddenly. I thought to myself that I'd made a fool of myself again.

Leno frantically wiped my tears and held my hand, repeatedly professing his feelings. My tears only flowed more uncontrollably at that.

The Leno before me was still the same one who once swore under the full moon to make me his Luna.

Now, his pack was strong, and I had become Luna—but he no longer loved me.