Werewolf

Darius' POV

 &quot;Sir, if there's nothing else, could you please let go of my arm?&quot;

 Seraphina frowned, her gaze fixed on the hand gripping her arm, resistance flashing in her eyes.

 Her expression perfectly mirrored the reason she’d kept her distance from me for so long—knowing where I lived, where I worked, even that I’d been searching for her all this time. Yet, she remained indifferent.

 I slowly loosened my grip, but Seraphina didn’t spare me a glance. She turned and walked into the house, leaving me standing there, motionless.

 For Seraphina, the priority was to escape from this crazy man. For me, after finally finding her, the shock of discovering her memory loss hit me like a thunderclap, destroying everything in its path.

 I dragged myself back to the car, my grip tight on the steering wheel, ready to leave. But no matter how hard I tried, I couldn’t give up.

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Omniscient POV

 “Seraphina, all I want is to share a simple birthday dinner with you. I’m not asking for anything else, Seraphina.”

 Darius spoke with a sense of desperation, reaching out to gently grasp Seraphina’s hand, his gaze searching her eyes with intensity.

 Seraphina met his gaze, a flicker of sympathy and pity swelling within her.

 The two of them stood there, silently, neither saying a word.

 “Seraphina… could you please stay and have dinner with me? I’ve been preparing for this meal for so long… please, can you?”

 Darius’s humble, pleading tone softened Seraphina’s heart. After a long pause, she gave a reluctant nod. She finally agreed.

 After all, Damon had been gone for a while, and even when he returned, there would be nothing for her to eat.

 Soon after, Seraphina followed Darius back to the restaurant.

 They sat down, the silence between them awkward and heavy.


Darius' POV

 As soon as I saw Seraphina walking out of the house, I stepped out from the corner, eager to rush over and talk to her. But then, another man walked out the door, freezing me in my tracks.

 &quot;Seraphina, how’s Lyra today? Was she well-behaved?&quot;

 Seraphina crouched down to look at the little dog in front of her, and the man crouched beside her, playing with the dog too.

 &quot;She’s been good! Look, Lyra ate all her food today!&quot;

 &quot;Good girl! Lyra’s becoming as obedient as you, Seraphina.&quot;

 The man reached out and affectionately patted Seraphina’s head.

 At that moment, I saw the man’s face clearly—it was none other than Damon Hawthorne.

 My fists clenched so tightly that my knuckles turned white.

 I never imagined that Damon would secretly hide Seraphina here without telling me.

 I never thought that the tombstone I saw for Seraphina at the ce

Darius' POV

 &quot;Sir, if there's nothing else, could you please let go of my arm?&quot;

 Seraphina frowned, her gaze fixed on the hand gripping her arm, resistance flashing in her eyes.

 Her expression perfectly mirrored the reason she’d kept her distance from me for so long—knowing where I lived, where I worked, even that I’d been searching for her all this time. Yet, she remained indifferent.

 I slowly loosened my grip, but Seraphina didn’t spare me a glance. She turned and walked into the house, leaving me standing there, motionless.

 For Seraphina, the priority was to escape from this crazy man. For me, after finally finding her, the shock of discovering her memory loss hit me like a thunderclap, destroying everything in its path.

 I dragged myself back to the car, my grip tight on the steering wheel, ready to leave. But no matter how hard I tried, I couldn’t give up.

 If Seraphina had lost her memory, it meant all the painful memories had been wiped clean from her mind. T

Chapter 29