I Saved An Amnesiac Werewolf, Then Found A New Loyal Wolf Chapter 07

I Saved An Amnesiac Werewolf, Then Found A New Loyal Wolf Chapter 07

No one dared stop us as Caelan led me out. 

Once we were in the car, he fished out an ice pack. 

and handed it to me. 

“Put this on.” 

I pressed it against my cheek. The burning pain 

finally eased a little. 

After we’d driven for a while, he asked quietly, 

“Does it hurt?” 

“Yeah.” 

He didn’t say another word. 

Only the tight line of his jaw gave him away. 

Back at my apartment, he heated water and 

placed my stomach medicine next to me. 

“Take your medicine first.” 

I looked at him in surprise. 

“How did you know my stomach hurt?” 

“When you’re nervous, you press right here.” 

He tapped the spot over his own stomach. 

“You did it several times tonight.” 

My throat tightened. I swallowed the pills. 

The doorbell rang. When I opened the door, Draven 

was standing outside. 

It looked like he’d come straight after us. 

His face was tense. The moment he saw the red. 

mark on my cheek, his eyes darkened. 

“I didn’t know she’d hit you.” 

I looked at him and almost laughed. 

“There are a lot of things you didn’t know.” 

“When she barged into my apartment, you didn’t 

stop her.” 

“When she humiliated me at The Obsidian Hall, 

you didn’t stop her.” 

“When she forced me onto that stage tonight, you still didn’t stop her.” 

I met his eyes. 

“It wasn’t that you didn’t know. You just never 

stopped her.” 

His expression stiffened. 

Caelan walked up behind me and handed me the 

cup of hot water. 

The gesture was effortless, as if he’d always been 

right here. 

Draven’s gaze settled on him. His voice turned 

cold. 

“This is between Sera and me.” 

Caelan’s voice was calm. “I thought you two were 

already settled. The money, the apartment–to 

keep her mouth shut.” 

Draven fell silent. 

I held the warm cup in both hands. 

“Was there anything else?” 

He didn’t answer. His gaze fell to my wrist. 

Caelan spoke first, “That mark isn’t as 

meaningless as he claimed.” 

My heart skipped. 

Draven’s expression changed instantly. “Don’t.” 

Caelan ignored him. He looked only at me. 

“It’s important.” 

Everything clicked. The shocked faces at the 

Lineage Gala. Lilith’s panic. Draven, pushing me. 

again and again to deny it in public. 

It had never been meaningless. It mattered so 

much they had to bury the truth. 

I looked up at Draven. 

“So, you’ve been lying to me from the start.” 

He said nothing. His silence was answer enough. 

I let out a quiet laugh. The last trace of warmth. 

inside me disappeared. 

“Then I have even more reason to sever the bond 

mark.” 

The next evening, Lilith showed up with several 

people. 

She stood outside my door and held out a 

document. 

“Sign it. You never mention those three months 

again. You never mention werewolves.” 

“Then you come with me and sever the bond 

mark.” 

I didn’t even glance at it. “I’m not signing.” 

Her smile faded. 

“The Council of Elders already knows.” 

“Sera, you don’t get to keep that mark.” 

“That’s not for you to decide.” I shot back. 

Her face hardened. She tilted her head toward the 

men behind her. 

“Take her.” 

The two men immediately stepped forward. 

I had barely taken one step back when the 

bedroom door opened. 

Caelan walked out. His gaze swept over them. 

His voice was quiet, but there was an edge to it that sent a chill through the hallway. 

“Who gave you permission to stand at her door 

and run your mouth?” 

Lilith stiffened. “This is between her and me- 

“Did I ask you a damn thing?” 

Caelan took one step forward. 

Just one. The two men froze in place. Their faces 

went ashen. 

He looked at them calmly. 

“Take one more step, and I’ll break every bone in 

your body.” 

The hallway fell silent. 

Lilith stared at him, uncertainty creeping into her 

eyes. 

At that moment, Draven arrived. 

The instant he saw the scene outside my 

apartment, his face darkened. 

“Lilith. What the hell are you doing here?” 

“The Council of Elders already knows,” she shot 

back. 

“She has to sever it.” 

“She’s not going anywhere.” Draven’s voice was 

firm. 

The irony almost made me laugh. 

Yesterday, he’d stood there while they forced me 

onto a stage. 

Today, he was playing the protector. 

It was too late.