Outcast: The Alpha King's Beloved

Anthony's POV: 

These days, I slowly began to accept the fact that I had lost my memories.Besides, my mother's current situation was much more pressing.

I stayed with her almost every day.This way, I could also avoid Caroline.

She was so clingy, showing up out of the blue and pestering me daily.

How on earth were we a couple? We were supposed to be siblings.

Just thinking about it gave me a headache.

As if this wasn't bad enough, my mother was in a coma and her prognosis did not look good.

I couldn't help but feel depressed these days.I didn't know who I could trust.I looked at my mother, who was lying unconscious in bed.

"Mom, can you wake up please? I need to know what happened.Are Caroline and I really in love? I have no idea why these things are happening.Please, just wake up and tell me."

But it was like talking to a wall.

Mother showed no signs of waking up; she didn't even stir.The more I was alone with my thoughts, the more irritable I became.

The only person I could talk to was Zane.

"Anthony, you should stay true to how you feel.I don't like Caroline either.I don't want her to be our mate.I highly doubt we'll fall in love with her a second time—that is, if we actually fell for her before.Maybe there's really something we don't know.We've lost some of our memories, after all."

"Forget it.Mom's health is of utmost priority right now.We can't afford to dwell on other stuff."

"Anthony, everything will be okay," Zane comforted me.

He seldom comforted me before.It seemed that my wolf had matured a lot after the incident.

Then, the doctor came inside the ward to check my mother's vitals.

His answer was the same as yesterday: there was little chance that my mother would wake up.

I sat on the side of the bed and gently wiped the sweat off my mother's forehead.

At this time, somebody knocked on the door.

Before I could respond, Caroline came in with a lunch box in tow.

Perhaps it was because I had refused her so often that she didn’t ask for permission to enter this time.

opened the lunch box and carefully laid out

for you.It smells great.Anthony, come here and

handed the sandwich to me.Her cheeks were a bright red, and her

you for visiting," I said

"You're welcome."

wrung her fingers nervously and her cheeks turned

sandwich that she made, but then I realized something strange.I

you just say that this smells good? Why can't

talking abruptly and clamped her

I narrowed my

of fact, I hadn't smelled a thing in

I sniffed, I couldn't pick

had thought the problem was temporary, but seeing the

to the accident," she

was scared you'd go crazy if I told you.After all, we're werewolves and the sense of smell is very important to

"Caroline," I interrupted her.

want to hear

in no mood

the lunch

my sense of smell, I knew the

for a moment, but

the lunch box slowly, as though

lost your sense

trying to comfort me,

wanted to be

the mood to even think about that right now.My words

a couple! A couple shouldn't

she leaned over and

she was

lost my memories.I can't just accept

away from me and ran out of

too

a little guilty, I started to go after

when I reached the door, a

bent over and it

lay a feminine diamond

for

Did I actually love her before? If that was

studied the diamond ring up close, I