The Almighty Alpha Wins Back His Rejected Mate
Chapter 1472

Despite my efforts, I couldn’t dredge up a single memory.

Seeing my distress, Ivy’s anxiety grew.

“Honey, have you forgotten everything as well?”

I nodded solemnly, and a heavy silence fell between us.

What had happened that both of us had lost all our memories?

Trying to stay calm, I asked her, “Ivy, when did you wake up? Try to remember, maybe something will come back to you.

”

She shook her head and sighed.

“I woke up a bit before you did and tried to remember, but it was no use.

That’s why I was trying to wake you up.

”

I felt utterly lost.

The sensation of having no memories was terrifying.

It was as if a thick fog clouded my vision, making nothing visible or clear, much like floating alone in the middle of the sea, drifting helplessly at the mercy of unseen dangers that could emerge at any moment.

Suddenly, the sound of footsteps from outside the door startled me.

The tapping of shoes on the floor became louder and eerily distinct in the quiet hallway.

Debra’s POV:

The sound of footsteps approaching made Ivy and me jump.

“Honey, do you think it’s someone searching for you?” Ivy asked, her voice wavering slightly.

“Possibly,” I responded, though my certainty was more intuition than knowledge.

For safety, I quickly shut my eyes, feigning sleep.

Ivy remained vigilant, ready to spring into action at any second.

Our lost memories made it essential to tread carefully.

Distinguishing friends from foes was impossible.

Echoing footsteps down the hospital corridor brought to mind a chilling scene from a horror film, where a sinister presence is about to emerge.

Nervously, I swallowed.

“Don’t worry,” Ivy whispered, her voice shaking as she tried to comfort me.

The footsteps halted at our door, which then burst open with a loud crash.

The steps advanced toward the bed, and my heart pounded in my chest.

Ivy, now steadier, whispered, “Honey, if he gets too close, transform into a wolf without hesitation!”

Our vigilance was justified.

The mystery surrounding our amnesia, combined with the severity of my injuries-which suggested a prolonged period of unconsciousness—implied a sinister background.

It seemed wiser to take the initiative rather than remain at a disadvantage.

If we could capture the visitor, perhaps we could uncover the details of our predicament.