Alpha’s Regret After His Pregnant Luna Left novel Chapter 202

(Audrey’s POV)

I stared at the cell phone screen in Nathan’s hands, the official Pack Council announcement burning into my retinas. “Florian Stormhowl – Declared Deceased.” The words should have crushed me completely, but instead, something strange happened.

A flood of memories crashed into my mind – not just recent ones, but ancient, buried ones I never knew I possessed. Suddenly, I was a small pup again, running through the forests of Northern Territory.

“Serena! You’re late again!” A young Florian stood with his hands on his hips, golden eyes flashing with mock annoyance. ” I’ve been waiting forever!”

“Sorry!” My own childish voice echoed in my memory. “I had to sneak past the pack guards.”

The scene shifted. We were climbing a steep rocky hill, and my legs ached from the effort.

“I can’t go any further,” I whined.

Without hesitation, Florian crouched down. “Climb on. I’ll carry you.”

Another memory surfaced – us sitting beneath an ancient moonwillow tree, its silver leaves casting dappled shadows across our faces.

“When we’re grown up,” Florian declared solemnly, “we’ll form a mate bond. I’ll be the strongest Alpha, and you’ll be my Luna.”

“Promise?” I asked, holding out my small pinky finger.

“Promise.” His finger linked with mine.

I remembered his bossy, protective nature. How he’d always push me behind him when we encountered anything potentially dangerous. How he’d sneak extra venison treats to me when my mother had put me on punishment.

Then a darker memory – us standing together after the death of a beloved Shadowcrest pack elder we both adored, tears streaming down our young faces.

“I will always be with you, my Star,” he had whispered, using his special nickname for me. “No matter what happens. I promise.”

The contrast between these vibrant, loving memories and the cold reality of his death announcement created an agonizing chasm in my chest. I pressed my hand against my sternum, feeling a strange hollowness despite the emotional storm raging inside me.

“Serena,” I whispered, the name feeling both foreign and intimately familiar on my tongue.

Nathan’s head snapped up, his eyes widening in shock. “What did you just say?”

“I remember,” I said, my voice breaking. “I remember everything now.’

Nathan leaned forward, concern etched on his handsome face. “Audrey, you need to be careful. Dwelling on intense recovered memories could harm your wolf’s spirit. You’re already injured-“

“No, you don’t understand.” I looked directly into his eyes, feeling a strange clarity cutting through my grief. “I remember my life before. My real name. Everything about Florian and me as pups. It’s all coming back.”

Nathan’s mouth opened in surprise, then closed. Without another word, he stood and hurried from the room. Minutes later, he returned with another wolf – a female with unusual sun-dappled fur markings who carried the exotic scent of desert herbs.

“This is Healer Soleil,” Nathan introduced. “She’s been overseeing your recovery.”

Healer Soleil approached my bedside, her amber eyes studying me with professional interest. “Ms. Winter, I understand you’ve experienced a memory recovery event?”

I nodded. “Everything’s coming back. Things I never knew I’d forgotten.”

She gently examined my pupils, checked my pulse, and placed a cool hand on my forehead. “The combination of trauma factors could have triggered this,” she explained. “The vehicle crash, the plunge into icy waters, and the lingering effects of silver exposure often create a neurological shock that can break memory barriers.”

As she spoke, I realized something. “You’re not from Northern or Central Territory.” Her accent and healing methods were distinctly different from what I was used to.

“No,” she confirmed with a small smile. “You’re in Sunstone Territory.”

My eyes flew to Nathan in shock. “Sunstone? But that’s hundreds of miles away from…”

Nathan took my hand gently. “I brought you here after your condition stabilized at the Wolf Medical Center. I needed to get you beyond Arthur’s reach.”

“You… moved me across territories while I was unconscious?”

“I wanted you to have space to decide your own next steps,” Nathan explained, his blue eyes earnest. “Free from pack pressures. Free from Arthur’s influence.”

A wave of gratitude washed over me. After everything I’d put him through, after all the times I’d chosen Arthur or even Florian over him, Nathan had still protected me.

“Thank you,” I whispered hoarsely. “I can’t go back to him. I can’t bear it. The unhappy past, his deceptions… it would destroy me to be by his side again.”

Nathan nodded, understanding in his eyes. “I know.”

Over the next few days, as my strength slowly returned, more news filtered through Nathan’s contacts. The Stormhowl Pack had held a grand memorial ritual for Florian in Northern Territory. Many pack leaders had attended to pay respects to the fallen Alpha heir.

“Do you want to return for it?” Nathan asked gently one evening. “To say goodbye?”

“No.” The word came out harsher than I intended. I softened my tone. “I can’t attend his funeral, Nathan. Because I don’t believe he’s dead.”

“Audrey…”

“Sarah was worried,” he continued gently. “She consulted a healer in Central City who diagnosed you with severe spirit sickness brought on by trauma and heartbreak.”

“I’m not weak,” I protested.

“Of course not. This isn’t weakness.” Nathan’s voice was firm. “It’s a known affliction among wolves who endure extreme loss.

I swallowed hard, not wanting to admit how close I’d come to giving up entirely.

“The Mind-Healer can help,” Nathan assured me. “And there’s something else. Do you remember, before your mate bond with Arthur, you had an opportunity to study advanced healing formulations abroad?”

I nodded slowly. “I gave it up when Arthur marked me.”

“Master Elara, a legendary Healing Formulation expert who lives in seclusion here in Sunstone Territories, once expressed interest in taking you as an apprentice.” Nathan’s eyes brightened. “This could be your chance to pursue that path.”

I stared at him in wonder. “You’ve thought of everything, haven’t you? From immediate healing to a new life path.”

“I try to be thorough.” His cheeks colored slightly.

“I don’t know how to thank you, Nathan. After everything…” My voice caught.

He lifted his wrist, showing me the small, intricately carved moonpetal wood charm hanging from a leather thong. “This was thanks enough.”

I felt my cheeks warm as I recognized the charm I’d given him years ago. “That old thing? I took the unshaped piece from my adoptive mother Elara Winter’s keepsake box and had a local pack artisan carve it into a wolf pup for your moon-turning gift. It’s not particularly valuable.”

“The sentiment is what I treasure,” he said softly.

My hand instinctively reached for my neck, then froze when I felt nothing there. Panic flared through me.

“Nathan, after you rescued me from the lake… did you happen to find my golden wolf pendant? The one with ‘Grace’ carved on it?” My voice trembled. “It’s missing, and I’ve always worn it.”

Nathan frowned in concentration. “I don’t recall seeing it when I pulled you from the wreckage. Maybe it was lost in the old Moonstone pack house during your confinement?”

He shook his head. “No, it probably fell into the lake during the crash. I’ll ask the Pack Enforcers in Northern Territory to search for it.”

I nodded, a knot of sorrow forming in my chest. Finding such a small item in the vast, icy lake was nearly impossible. It was yet another piece of my past that was now lost to me forever.