All Chapters of Alpha Nero: Chapter 21 - Chapter 30

NeroI watch Camellia sitting on the sofa opposite my desk and fidgeting with the hem of her blouse. She’s nervous right now and honestly, I don’t blame her. Cecelia should be here within the next few minutes, and she’ll be able to tell us what’s going on with Camellia’s memories.I walk over to the sofa and sit down next to her before taking her hand in mine. She looks up at me, her brown eyes wide. “Wanna talk about it?” I ask as I rub my thumb over her fingers.She looks down at our hands and sighs. “I don’t know what to feel right now. On one hand, I could get answers to questions that have plagued me for five years. On the other hand, I’m terrified of not getting any answers, or even worse, having even more questions.”Not getting any answers would be the worst thing, but I don’t mention it to her. Her memories can’t simply be gone. There has to be a way to restore them. I still love her even if she doesn’t remember our life together; she’s still my Luna and mate. However, I can’

CamelliaNero steps into the kitchen and I can’t bring myself to look at him. I’ve been left inside my own thoughts for the entire day, and that did nothing to help my jealousy.Who was Nero sleeping with when I was missing? Who did he use to keep his bed warm when he thought I wasn’t coming back? Was he going to make someone else his Luna? These questions have been running through my mind since this morning and I hate that it’s made me feel so insecure.It also doesn’t help that I’m covered in flour and my hair is piled up in a messy bun on top of my head.“Everything okay?” he asks as I take my frustrations out on the dough in front of me. “Everything’s fine,” I grumble, but I still don’t meet his eyes. Somehow, I know he’ll see right through me if I had to look up, and I don’t want to hazard a guess. I hear his footsteps as he approaches me and he comes to a stop next to me. He takes my hands, full of flour and everything, and spins me around so I’m facing him before he tilts my

CamelliaI’ve been sitting outside in the garden, trying to get my thoughts straight, but all I can think about is what Nero did to me this morning. I honestly did not expect to be woken up with his tongue in between my legs, much less Nereo interrupting us!Now here I am, sitting with a flushed face as the scene keeps on replaying over and over in my head. Nero is quite … experienced and seems to know my body better than I do. I wonder how our sex life used to be before everything. Will I still be able to please him even though I don’t remember what he likes?I shake my head as if that will remove the negative thoughts from my mind. Gods, I need to stop thinking I’m not worthy of being at Nero’s side because it’s obvious that he adores me even now.With my mind made up, I stand up and make my way toward Nero’s office. There are a few things I need to know if I’m going to take on this role of Luna again. I can’t keep shying away from my responsibilities just because of my memory loss.

CamelliaAs soon as I walk into the kitchen and see Nero leaning against the marble counter, I can feel something is wrong. Nereo is not feeling well, so after tucking him in bed for a nap after daycare, I wanted to come start with dinner, but the look on Nero’s face gave me pause.“Where’s Nereo?” he asks before I can ask what’s wrong.“He’s not feeling well. I got some meds from the pack clinic and put him to bed. Is everything okay?” I say as I approach him and he shakes his head. “We found Osiris,” he says and shock courses through me… but then I frown because he doesn’t look particularly happy. The only thing that could mean is—“Oh my Goddess, is he okay? He’s not hurt, is he?” I say as I place my hands on his chest, and he shakes his head while holding my wrists.“It’s not like that, no, he…” he trails off and sighs. “It seems he got too close to the truth about who took your memories and they did the same to him. But they didn’t just take his memories, Camellia, they took his

NeroI’m sitting in the soundproof basement of the pack house; soundproof for the exact reason you’re thinking it is.Cezar’s tied to a chair in the dimly lit room, his eyes darting between Orion and me as we stand before him. His hands are bound securely, and his usual air of authority is replaced by an uneasy tension.“Nero? What the hell is going on? Why am I tied up?” he asks, trying not to show fear, but I know him already.I cross my arms and pin him with a glare. “You know exactly why you’re here, Uncle, and you need to start talking before I start breaking.”He swallows hard, his throat bobbing. “I—I don’t know what you mean. Whatever she told you is a lie—”“So you’re saying my mate is lying about feeling scared when she’s around you? Because I can tell you now that I’ll believe her before I believe you,” I say, and I swear I can fucking see her looking relieved.What the hell is that about?“You need to start talking,” I repeat, my voice steady but filled with a cold fury. “