Seven Days to Forget My Alpha
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Seven years ago, Ronan Blackwood—Alpha of the Beastman Clan—endured 999 lashes and defied the Council's exile to bond with me, a human.
He swore before the gods I'd be his only mate, forever.
But when his childhood sweetheart Camilla was diagnosed with terminal cancer, he dissolved our soul-bond at the Underground Court.
Then he handed me a glowing vial—the Seven-Day Oblivion.
"Sia, I need seven days to give Camilla a proper bonding ceremony before she dies. This potion will make you forget me temporarily. No pain, no memories. After the ceremony, you'll take the antidote and love me again. Then we'll re-bond."
He promised this separation was temporary. That I'd still be his only true mate.
What he didn't know: the potion was forbidden. There was no antidote.
I stared into those amber eyes that once bled for me—and swallowed it anyway.
In seven days, I'll forget him completely.
He swore before the gods I'd be his only mate, forever.
But when his childhood sweetheart Camilla was diagnosed with terminal cancer, he dissolved our soul-bond at the Underground Court.
Then he handed me a glowing vial—the Seven-Day Oblivion.
"Sia, I need seven days to give Camilla a proper bonding ceremony before she dies. This potion will make you forget me temporarily. No pain, no memories. After the ceremony, you'll take the antidote and love me again. Then we'll re-bond."
He promised this separation was temporary. That I'd still be his only true mate.
What he didn't know: the potion was forbidden. There was no antidote.
I stared into those amber eyes that once bled for me—and swallowed it anyway.
In seven days, I'll forget him completely.
















































