Third Person's POV Amelia looked almost dead as she sat on the beach, night already turning into the day as she looked aimlessly towards the ocean, no words spoken as the silver stains lined her cheeks. Eyes puffy and throat scratchy from crying as she simply tried to stop the negative words that threatened to get out of its cage. She just couldn't take it anymore, the unbearable pain stood still in between numbing sensations in her heart. The silence was deafening, the only sound that seemed to ever emit was the quiet pulses of the waves that seem to bring her serenity and weirdly, peace. She wanted so desperately to run back and hope that he did remember her, but she knew deep in her heart that there was a low chance of that ever happening again. She sighed, trying to fight back the new set of tears that wanted to leave her eyes, the pain she didn't want to show. This was her holiday and she shouldn't cry, she had to be strong for him. For Grayson. By this time, she heard a ru
Amelia's POV "Mitchell, I-I don't know what's happening," I sobbed into the phone, I clutched it harshly in my hand as I sat outside on the porch, crying my heart out as I felt my heart break little more. Grayson was sleeping peacefully in our bed, he asked me to sleep next to him, even going as far as putting a pillow wall between us. For some reason, it made me feel even more depressed knowing I couldn't even stand being next to him. "It's that stupid witch curse, she probably wanted this to happen. She wanted him to loose all memory of mates and you. The bond itself could be slightly hindered because of this, he might not feel much of the bond, but he can feel your emotions. You still have his mark meaning he must feel something. My guess is that she doesn't want the bond to make it easier to fall in love with you or him. I know you love him, all you need to do is make him love you again." he whispered in my ear, his suggestion making my heart hurt even more at the thought of Gr
Grayson's POV I woke up with my arm wrapped around her body, my waist gripped hers tightly and as I felt her skin, my arms tingled with goosebumps and warmth. I liked the feeling, maybe even loved it, but something bubbled strangely in my stomach, seeing her all beautiful even when she was sleeping. I felt lighter and happier with this feeling, I liked it a lot. But, every time I ask her something, she lies to me, and I felt almost betrayed by that fact. It didn't settle with me every time she lied, but what I want to know is why? Why would she lie to me about how I got my sight back? Or why she was here. It confused me to the point where I just want to ask her everything and anything. But, at the same time, I want to make her happy, I want to hold her and allow her to lie to me as long as I get to talk to her. Venus only growled, as if he couldn't talk to me anymore. Maybe forgetting, made him forget how to properly talk instead of being like the animal he is and growl. The confu
Amelia's POV My heart constricted into my chest, the visible pain that flashed through his eyes as he watched me try to grasp my words and feelings. The tears pricked my eyes as I recalled so many memories that it gave me a headache, the feelings rushed through me and the worry in Grayson's s eyes was so visible that it hurt me too. I tried to think of something appropriate to say, but nothing came up. I had told him the truth, it might hurt me less and maybe help him remember. Goddess, how do you tell someone who forgot everything? What do you say to them to answer a question that is painful enough to think about? Just tell him, Amelia, just do it. If you don't you'll regret it. Like when you said- no, don't even think about it. Goddess, help me. "Amelia?" Grayson said, his voice a whisper as he edged to me, he sensed my pain, I knew it, the mark allows him too, but I bet he doesn't know what those feelings are. He wouldn't know they were from me, but he will, he has to. I cou
Third Person's POV Two lost souls found each other in the beautiful place of Bali. With glistening tears in their eyes, they both knew that they had found something deep inside of them that would slowly repair their broken bond. Although Grayson had not fully regained his memories, he knew one thing for sure, that the person sitting across from him was the one thing he was missing in his life, his mate, Amelia. There was something in the pit of his stomach that he knew was guilt, the regret of forgetting his mate was eating him up inside and as he stared into the most beautiful blue eyes he had ever seen, he knew that he would be regretting not remembering them. "I'm sorry, I'm sorry, I'm sorry. I'm a terrible mate, goddess, forgive me, I'm sorry," Grayson sobbed loudly as he held a crying Amelia close to him, feeling the sparks that he oh-so loved dancing across his skin. The sparks he knew he didn't deserve to feel. Amelia felt something grip her heart painfully at his confession
Third Person's POV They woke up together after several hours of just laying in bed wallowing in their mistakes and sorrow. Grayson was still struggling to grasp the concept of being a horrible mate in the past and present and Amelia was slowly accepting the fact that fate was playing a cruel game. She had forgiven Gray for everything he had done, but what he was failing to do was forgive himself. Venus knew everything that was happening, he remembered a couple of things before Grayson did as he sat inside his mind, telling him he did not do anything wrong and try to re correct everything. But, there was something in his chest that held him back from forgiving his past self from everything, he wanted to know everything. He wanted to remember everything. But, he couldn't and that was what frustrated him the most. So instead of wallowing in self pity, he held Irene close and accepted the bond that flowed through him much more freely than before. On multiple occasions, he lightly graze
Third Person's POV Grayson felt something stir within him, something pure animal and filled with lust as he gazed upon a flustered Amelia. Her lips swollen from his harsh kisses and lip biting, he loved seeing her this way. He smelt her heat and growled, his eyes darkening at the scent, his wolf watching him from the sidelines. "Grayson," she breathed out as he peppered kisses down her neck, making sure to bite her occasionally leaving red marks. He didn't reply to her as he continued his assault all over her skin. "Gray, stop," she pleaded again and upon hearing that plead, he growled slightly, but back off and stared into Amelia's worried eyes. He knew something was off, he didn't know she smelt even more beautiful and fragrant, but he liked it, it made him hungry for her. He wanted to mate with her, his instinct told him to. "Are you okay?" he said hoarsely, his grip loosening on her waist as she clutched his face in her hands, flames erupting against their skin and they moane
Amelia's POV I woke up feeling well-rested, my body felt slightly sore, but I didn't mind. It was a good kind of sore. I felt everything inside of me bubble happily, my shoulder felt tingly and I smile crept up to my face at the memories of last night. The touching, the kisses, the love. It all came back to me and a wave of happiness flowed over me as I snuggled closer to the warm chest. My bare body fitted perfectly with the other body, sparks tingling across my arms as I inhaled the fresh scent of books, pine trees and my own scent. "He smells delicious," Crescent said in my mind, humming in satisfaction as a strong arm pulled us even closer. During the mating process, Crescent had come back and after some tears that spewed out of my eyes, she told me that she didn't want to come out for a long time and something was holding her back from doing so. I forgave her and we had a small talk before I drifted off to sleep in my mate's arms. "I know, he looks delicious too," I smirked a