Chapter 1373: Chapter 1473

When the footsteps stopped beside the bed, I snapped my eyes open, revealing my wolf claws and swiftly lunging at the newcomer.

However, in an instant, my hand was caught in a firm grip.

“Huh?” I was surprised.

I hadn’t expected to be overpowered so easily.

Raising my eyes, I met the gaze of a man with golden curls and a strikingly handsome face.

Ivy was equally taken aback.

“He’s so handsome!”

“Focus,” I scolded her.

Attraction was irrelevant in life-or-death situations.

Furthermore, this beautiful man clearly had the upper hand.

I eyed him warily and demanded, “Who are you?”

His reaction was a surprised arch of his eyebrows and a tone filled with disbelief.

“Hmm? You’ve forgotten me so soon?”

His voice carried a hint that the fault was mine for not recognizing him.

I scrutinized his face closely, searching for something familiar, but nothing came to mind.

I admitted honestly, “I don’t remember.

”

The man clearly had power, and I realized I wasn’t in a position to challenge him.

Opting for honesty seemed the smarter route-it might even coax out the information I needed.

He almost laughed before dropping a bombshell.

“I am your husband.

”

I frowned slightly.

Despite the amnesia, my gut screamed that this man was not my husband.

I felt no connection to him whatsoever.

Ivy quickly interjected, “Don’t listen to him, honey.

He’s lying! He doesn’t feel like a mate to me, and I feel no affection towards him either!”

“Yes, I know, don’t worry,” I reassured her, then turned my attention back to the man.

“You’re lying,” I stated flatly.

“I don’t feel any mate bond with you, and neither does my wolf.

”

“Really?” He feigned a look of regret and shrugged.

“I had forgotten that werewolves can sense their mates.

”

I choked.

Was deceiving people so natural to him?

“You’re right.

I’m indeed not your mate.

I apologize for deceiving you,” he admitted, more openly this time.

Strangely, his confession brought me some relief, yet a voice in my head warned that trusting him could still be dangerous.

Nonetheless, I pressed him further, “Then who are you, really? Where is this place? And how did I end up here?”

The man replied candidly, “You are in witches’ territory.

My name is Andrew Pierce, and I’m the man who saved your Life.

”

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