Amnesia Erased Luna's Pain and Love novel Chapter 15

Chapter 15 The One That Got Away

Nightfang Pack.

Baldwin clenched the agreement in his hand, his thumb tracing over Florence’s signature again and again.

Even though his wolf had confirmed it couldn’t sense their mate bond anymore, he still refused to believe it. He couldn’t.

Could Florence have left him-just like that, without a word?

She had loved him for years. How could she walk away so easily?

He summoned the gamma bodyguard from that day. “Besides handing this to me, did she say anything else?”

The werewolf looked uneasy as he searched his memory.

“Alpha, her wrist was bleeding at the time. The wound wouldn’t close. Her healing seemed weak, but she didn’t care. She just told me to make sure you got the gift.”

Bleeding? Weak healing?

Baldwin’d completely forgotten-Florence had been hurt that day too. She almost died.

But he’d been so focused on Ursa, he hadn’t even noticed.

If he calculated the potion’s effect correctly, she must have already taken it by then. The one that severed the bond-alone, silently, painfully. No wonder her wolf seemed off.

And him? What had he done? What had he been doing while she suffered?

He gritted his teeth in frustration.

“There’s something else,” the gamma added, pulling out a brown envelope.

“Luna asked me to deliver this to the Wraiths.”

Baldwin snatched the envelope and ripped it open. Inside was a faded sheet of stationery, with Florence’s handwriting still as neat as ever. “Mr. and Mrs. Wraith, this is the Letter of Disownment and the bankbook. Looking back, you should’ve never brought me home. This letter severs our ties. The money repays the debt of raising me. From this day forward, I’m no longer your daughter. -Florence”

Baldwin’s hands trembled.

A gust of wind swept through the air, chilling him. He thought of Florence again. She had always been there. Quiet. Attentive. Unfailingly thoughtful in the smallest ways.

The everyday things-she never missed a beat. And he had never noticed.

He sank into the driver’s seat, pulled out his cigarette case, and opened it-empty.

That only deepened the restless frustration clawing at his chest.

And for the second time that day, it hit him-hard. The woman who used to button his suit cuffs without being asked. The one who always brought him supper during late-night emergencies at the office. She had always been there, even when he didn’t deserve it. And now, maybe he had pushed her too far.

So far, she hadn’t even left him a chance to turn things around.

No. No, he couldn’t accept this ending. Not without answers. Not like this.

He snatched up his phone and dialed a renowned detective.

“Find her,” he said, voice clipped and urgent. “Find my Luna. Now.”