On the eve of my engagement, I dumped the far-famed alphaking, Jamal, and ran away with another man.
I've been blaming myself for his memory loss until he almost killed me in the Deep Forest.
After I found out that Jamal's memory loss wasn't real, he panicked.
He forced me to watch him make out with another woman.
I was sick and he had security kick me out.
"Stop it, Heaven, amnesia is a leftover trick I play."
Until I passed out in front of him.
Until he learned the truth about my departure.
1
At the airport entrance, Edison and I were about to enter.
A red Porsche 911 pulled up sharply. Before the man came out, I recognized his identity from the smell. It was Jamal, my ex-fiance.
He drove the car himself, obviously, he came in a hurry after suddenly learning about this.
"Heaven, if you turn back now, I'll pretend I don't know about this!"
I didn't want to leave either, but I had to.
Seeing that I didn't respond, the Alphaking, who had always rested easy, finally panicked.
And he began to speak without thinking.
"If you dare to go with him today, you will never return Apack, a ban will be imposed on both of you!"
I fought back tears.
"Jamal, go home."
I turned to leave.
But as soon as Jamal ripped off the scent necklace I had given him, the glass beads containing my scent, rolled to my feet seeming to hold me back as well, with the feelings we both once had.
He reddened, tears welling up without notice.
"heaven, I'm gonna give you one last chance. Come back!"
I could sense even in his quivering end notes that he was getting angry, very angry.
I turned my back to him, the air flowing between us, and he spoke again with a cold snort.
"From now on, I'll pretend I never knew you!"
2
In order not to let myself indulge in pain, I immediately went to the hospital to see my grandmother after getting off the plane.
Edison grabbed me and comforted me, "Grandma will be fine, don't worry, Heaven."
I shook his hand away, turning my grief into anger.
"Of course she will be fine!"
"If things went wrong with Grandma, then you will be the next one who is in trouble!"
Edison seemed to see through everything.
"Just wait and see how much Jamal loves you."
"Will he wait for you or not?"
Grandma's operation was successfully completed. When I was really tired, Edison was the one who helped me take care of Grandma.
At the same time, he took care of me very carefully.
There's really nothing wrong with him other than forcing me to leave Jamal.
Grandma was recovering well and her life was on track.
Until I heard about Jamal again.
3
While chatting, my best friend spilled the mouth.
On the day I went abroad, Jamal had a car accident.
On the road from the airport to home.
Even a strong alphaking was no match for the powerful collision force of a car impact, and recovery took time.
Self-blame was like a huge vortex in the deep ocean, pulling me inside.
Jamal had lost his memory.
Because he had taken a very serious hit to his legs, the rehabilitation that would help him stand up was a difficult errand that would be nearly impossible for a normal werewolf doctor to do.
The day I learned the news, I cried for a long, long time.
Eventually I decided to go back and do rehab training with Jamal.
This was my mission as the one with the strongest medical skills in pack. After all, he was our supreme alpha, and I should go back for him both in public and privately.
I can't ruin his life.
I will cure him, and then solemnly apologize to him, and I will pay him what I owe him.
Edison tried to keep me when he found out, but he agreed.
"I know I can't keep you. I will help you take care of Grandma."
"And I'll always be here waiting for you."
Only on the day I returned home did I realize that things were not as simple as I thought.
4
My medical skills were handed down from my Grandmother.
It can also be called a talent. I have this ability and I must make Jamal recover.
I swore inwardly to the moon goddess.
I owe him all that.
Except I forgot that he didn't remember me now.
His mother led me to the door of his room.
Before leaving, she gently comforted me and said, "Heaven, he's like that because of memory loss. Don't be sad."
"But I believe you can cure him, and everything will be fine."
I didn't know what she meant until I pushed the door open and went in.
A woman with a good figure was half bent, holding Jamal tightly in his wheelchair.
On Jamal's face, it's her lipstick mark.
Only then did I realize that I was no longer his fiancee.
Instead, I was a strange werewolf doctor with strong medical skills in the pack.
The eyes of both people in the room fell on me.
I should have smiled lightly and introduced myself to them.
I held back my heartache.
"Hello, I'm the new doctor Heaven."
"In charge of Jamal..."
I realized it wasn't right to call him like that, "rehabilitation for the alphaking."
The two in the wheelchair separated, and he looked at me with a disgusting look.
Scanned me up and down.
Finally, he slowly said, "Why do you look so annoying to me?"
"Even your lipstick color is the one I hate the most."
How could it be.
This is obviously the lipstick you gave me.
"Hahaha, Mr. alpha is joking."
I smooth things out for myself.
"Who's joking with you?"
His expression was serious and unsmiling.
"The guest room is on the first floor, you can leave now if there's nothing else."
Silence fell all around.
The perfume I gave him was still sitting quietly at his bed.
Even in the room I can faintly smell the orchid scent of the back notes of it.
It's just that he no longer knew who gave it to him, I guess.
Familiar house, strange room.
It was a rough night.
It wasn't the alarm clock that woke me up the next day but Jamal.
5
A sharp pain awakened me.
The pain made me quickly gott out of bed and look at the source of the pain-the back of my hand.
"You finally got enough sleep?"
"Did I pay you to come here to sleep? Shall I help you recover?"
Although we werewolves all have the ability to heal themselves quickly, the pain was still the same.
Which meant I'm gonna be in pain, which Jamal knew better than anyone else.
I didn't know Jamal was such an aggressive and ruthless person before.
I handed him the medicine, but he threw it directly at my foot with the glass.
The blasted up shards of glass targeted my feet this time.
Blood poured out, dying the floor red.
I began to cry in pain.
Jamal just said, "It healed immediately. I don't know what to cry about."
He wouldn't have done this before.
After treating my own wounds a little, I began to help him with his rehab.
At first, he lost his temper.
"What the fuck kind of training is this? I'm not gonna do it!"
"Get out of here."
He was in a wheelchair, unwilling to get up again.
I crouched down and whispered to him, "Mr. alpha king, everything is difficult at the beginning. Shall we try again?"
He pushed me away angrily, and I fell to the ground with unsteady center of gravity and hit my knee again.
It hurt.
"I told you to fuck off, don't you understand?"
Jamal glared at me without the least apology.
I slowly stood up and squatted beside him again.
"Great Mr. alphaking, do you want your people to watch you rule pack in a wheelchair? Please don't let Apack become a joke afterwards"
"How brave are you, a little tribal doctor, to say such things to me?"
Yeah, I'm a little tribal doctor.
"J ~"
A gentle and tactful female voice came into her ears.
J? I was the only one who called him that when we were in love.
It was the woman from yesterday.
Jamal suddenly smiled, "Nevaeh, you came to see me again."
The joy was beyond words.
"If I don't come, how do I know you won't behave and do your training again?"
She said, and he laughed.
They were like love birds in the little sweet drama, and I alone was the spectator on the stage.
Nevaeh was spoiled in front of him: "Jamal, just listen to the doctor and try again ~"
"For me."
He said yes immediately.
It's not as difficult as I did.
It's just that it's only the second day and I was hurt all over.
She must be very important in his heart.
With Nevaeh's company, the training finally went smoothly.
It's just that he wants her to hold him when he's tired, to feed him when he's thirsty, to comfort him when he's in pain.
All the time, inseparable.
I watched and could only watch.
At that time, I didn't know that amnesia was his disguise.
It wasn't until I came back disheartened from the small mountain village that I finally understood.
