Alpha's Regret: Chasing His Luna After the Loss

The night before our wedding, my Alpha, Charlie, was attacked by rogue wolves on his way to pick up my wedding dress.

He survived, but the doctor diagnosed him with severe PTSD and no memory of me. Any mention of our wedding made him collapse.

Around the same time, I found out I was pregnant. "Perhaps the child’s arrival might awaken the part of him that truly loves you," the doctor said.

I clung to that hope，until I overheard them at the pack training grounds.

"Faking PTSD to dodge the wedding? Damn, Charlie, that’s next-level." One of his brothers laughed. "You really pulled it off, man.