The woman he had worked so hard to save had disappeared after a romantic night – how could she have escaped? When they met again, she had surprisingly transformed into a successful woman. Despite the warmth she showed toward everyone else, she was icy toward him, asserting, "Alpha, we don't know each other!" » He responded by hugging her and whispering, "I remember every inch of you, and I wouldn't mind getting to know you better." » He treated her like a treasure, giving her boundless affection: "Don't run away again. Marry me, and I will make those who betrayed you regret it! » With a seductive smile, she said, "Okay. » She knew he really cared about her. Alpha, both dominant and tender, he had made her forget about running away.
Chapter 1 Chapitre 1
The Alpha wandered the corridors of his immense home, his thoughts confused by painful memories of the one who had disappeared without a trace. He remembered her shy smile, her crystalline laughter that resonated in his dreams, constantly bringing him back to that night when he believed they had shared something true, something sincere. Since his departure, an unbearable void had settled within him, making him irritable, distant, unable to turn the page. She haunted his days and nights, an elusive ghost that he desperately pursued without ever reaching her.
Every piece of information, every lead he followed turned out to be a dead end. Fatigue and frustration exhausted him, but the obsession to find her kept him alive, like a dark and irresistible force. And yet, with each day that passed, his memory grew a little further away, like sand slipping through his fingers. How could she have vanished so suddenly, without a word, without an explanation? He had tried to convince himself that she would return, but the years had passed, and hope had faded, leaving only an insatiable need to understand.
That evening, an official event took place for the pack, bringing together allies, advisors, and influential leaders of the region. Usually, he didn't appreciate these kinds of social evenings, but his rank forced him to attend them. He tried to maintain a facade of calm, hiding his torment beneath a calculated coldness. As he crossed the room, he caught a burst of feminine laughter, light, almost familiar. Intrigued, he turned his head, searching with his eyes for the source of this laughter which reminded him of a bygone era.
And there, among the crowd, he saw her. She stood straight, elegant and confident, her charming smile lighting up her face. She wore a dark satin dress that hugged her curves to perfection, and her hair framed her face with natural elegance. But what struck him most was the expression of serenity on her features, as if she had never known pain or torment. There she was, radiant, surrounded by a few men who seemed fascinated by her presence, captivated by her charm and confidence.
His heart skipped a beat. How was this possible? He felt anger rising within him, a painful mix of relief and betrayal. She had disappeared without explanation, and now she reappeared, radiant and thriving, as if the years he had spent searching for her had been an illusion. Without further thought, he approached her, attracting the attention of a few intrigued glances as he passed. As he approached, she raised her head, and their eyes met. For a split second, he thought he saw a spark of recognition in her eyes, a reflection of their shared past. But she recovered almost instantly, a mask of indifference slipping onto her face.
"It's been a long time..." he whispered, unable to hide the emotion in his voice.
She raised an eyebrow, observing him with a polite but distant smile, as if he were just another stranger.
"I'm sorry... but it seems you have the wrong person, Alpha," she replied, her voice soft but icy.
A shiver of rage ran down his spine. How dare she pretend they didn't know each other? Every fiber of his being cried out for betrayal, for injustice. He took a step forward, closing the distance between them, his eyes staring into hers with an almost threatening intensity.
"Don't play this game with me," he hissed through his teeth, barely controlling his anger. "I remember every detail, every moment we shared. You have no right to deny what happened between us. »
She looked at him with a glint of defiance, crossing her arms, her expression remaining implacably cold. "I don't know what you're talking about," she replied, delineating each word with cold precision. "You must be confusing me with someone else. »
He felt a wave of pain tear through his heart. She stood there, a few centimeters from him, and yet, she seemed more distant than ever. Was it really possible that she had forgotten everything? Or was she playing a role, for reasons he didn't yet understand? The silence stretched between them, heavy, electric, full of unanswered questions.
" For what ? » he finally whispered, his broken voice betraying the extent of his suffering. "Why did you leave me without a word? »
A sparkle flashed in his eyes, something fleeting, almost imperceptible. But she quickly composed herself, looking away with calculated elegance. "I think the conversation ends here," she said, feigning indifference, an enigmatic smile on her lips. "Good evening, Alpha. »
She turned on her heel, leaving him alone in the middle of the crowd, her light perfume still floating in the air as a final affront. Unable to contain himself any longer, he caught up with her and grabbed her wrist, forcing her to turn around.
"You can't do this to me," he whispered, his eyes pleading. "I need to know. To understand why you left, why you are here tonight, and why you refuse to recognize me. »
She stared at him with an almost cruel coldness, as if each word he spoke was a drop of water sliding down an immovable shell. "Alpha, I owe you nothing," she replied with disconcerting calm, her eyes piercing him like icy blades. "Your obsession is only a reflection of your own past, not mine. »
Every word she spoke resonated within him like a sentence, devastating his last illusions. She broke free from his grip with cold grace, her eyes showing no trace of the tenderness that had once lit up their gaze. At that moment, he realized that the woman he had known seemed to have vanished, replaced by this enigmatic, inscrutable creature.
He watched her walk away, each step taking the image of the one he had loved a little further away. But something deep inside him refused to accept it, to believe that she had really become this stranger. No, he knew it. Behind this frozen mask, the woman he still loved still existed. She had hidden, perhaps to protect herself, to escape him. But he was ready to do anything to bring her back to him, to break down the walls she had erected between them.
As she disappeared into the crowd, he made a silent promise to himself. It didn't matter how many times she rejected him, how many times she pretended not to know him. He wouldn't give up. He would unravel the mystery of his flight, his absence, his unexpected return. Because he was ready to sacrifice everything for her, even if she didn't know it yet.
All she had to do was wait for the right moment, the moment when she would be forced to reveal the truth. And, that day, he would prove to her that their story was not over, that the promises whispered in the shadows were more powerful than the years of silence.
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