I Saved An Amnesiac Werewolf, Then Found A New Loyal Wolf Chapter 08

I Saved An Amnesiac Werewolf, Then Found A New Loyal Wolf Chapter 08

Lilith didn’t argue with Draven again. Her eyes 

stayed locked on Caelan. 

The longer she looked, the paler she became. 

After a long silence, she finally blurted out, “The Council of Elders has been searching for you all this time, and you’ve been hiding here with her?” 

After they left and the door closed behind them, I turned to Caelan. “Who are you?” 

He was quiet for a moment. 

Then his eyes settled on my wrist. 

“Isn’t this what you really want to ask about?” 

“The bond mark? It isn’t a normal mark.” 

“It can only form when a werewolf’s attachment runs so deep… their guard falls completely.” 

My breathing caught. 

At last, I understood. Lilith’s desperation. The 

shock at the Gala. Draven’s insistence that it meant nothing. 

Not because the mark meant nothing. It was 

because it meant everything, and he couldn’t let 

anyone know. 

The shame had never been me. It was the fact 

that he didn’t dare admit it. 

I let out a quiet laugh. My eyes burned. 

“So he knew. All along.” 

Caelan said nothing. I already had my answer. 

Draven hadn’t marked me by accident. He’d known. 

exactly what it meant. 

He’d known the way he’d depended on me while 

he’d lost his memory had been real. 

And he’d still stood in front of everyone and said it 

could’ve been anyone. 

Draven’s muffled voice came from outside the 

door. 

“Sera. Open the door. We need to talk.” 

I didn’t move. 

“There’s nothing left to say.” 

Silence lingered outside. 

When he spoke again, his voice was rough. 

“It’s not that I don’t care about you.” 

The laugh that escaped me was bitter. 

“Of course you care.” 

“You care about your image. Your status. Your 

reputation.” 

“And every time you chose those things, your 

stepped on me.” 

The hallway fell silent. 

A long time passed before he finally spoke. 

“I can’t admit it.” 

I shut my eyes. The last fragile piece of hope 

inside me finally disappeared. 

It wasn’t that he didn’t want to admit it. He didn’t 

dare. 

I looked down at the silver mark. 

“Then I’ll sever the bond mark.” 

The breathing outside the door faltered. “No!” 

I turned to Caelan. “You can sever it, can’t you?” 

“I can.” 

“Then do it.” 

When Caelan took hold of my wrist, I didn’t pull 

away. 

The instant his hand covered mine, the bond mark 

flared with blinding silver light. 

It felt like it was being carved out of my skin. The 

pain was unbearable. 

My fingers trembled. Cold sweat soaked my back. 

But I never made a sound. 

The door slammed open. 

Draven stood there, staring at the silver light. 

blazing across my wrist. 

“Stop.” 

I looked at him, smiling. 

“You had the nerve to deny it. So why shouldn’t I 

have the nerve to sever it?” 

He froze. For the first time, real panic broke. 

through. 

“Sera. Please. Don’t.” 

“Why?” I looked straight into his eyes. 

“Wasn’t it supposed to mean nothing?” 

His lips parted, but no words came out. 

The last trace of silver faded from my wrist. 

My entire arm had gone numb from the pain. 

Yet my chest suddenly felt lighter than it had in 

months. 

It was gone. 

The last thing tying me to him. The last thing he could deny. The last thing they could use to 

shame me. 

It was finally gone. 

Draven stared at my bare wrist. The color drained 

from his face. 

At that moment, hurried footsteps echoed down 

the hallway. 

The door opened again. 

Elder Thorne entered, flanked by members of the 

Council. 

Lilith followed close behind. The moment she saw. 

my wrist, her face changed. 

“You actually let her sever it?” 

Caelan stepped in front of me without a word. 

“And that’s your business how?” 

Elder Thorne never looked at me. 

From the moment he walked in, his eyes had 

remained fixed on Caelan. 

“You’ve had your fun. It’s time to come home.” 

It finally hit me. He wasn’t talking to Draven. 

Draven realized it too. His expression darkened. 

“Why are you here?” 

Lilith let out a cold laugh. At last, she dropped the 

act. 

“Draven. You still don’t get it, do you?” 

“The Council was never searching for you.” 

She looked directly at Caelan. Each word landed 

like a blow. 

“They came to bring the Alpha Heir back.”