The Almighty Alpha Wins Back His Rejected Mate
Chapter 1656

Realizing the gravity of the situation, I hurriedly explained, “You’ve got it wrong.

I’m not an outsider.

I’m Luna of the Thorn Edge Pack, a half-blood witch.

Please, let us through.

”

“You? Luna?” The guard’s skepticism was evident.

“That’s impossible.

Our Luna has disappeared.

”

His companion added, “Yeah, nice try, but we’re not buying it.

”

I was left speechless, unsure of how to respond to their disbelief.

Lost in the haze of my forgotten past, I struggled to confirm who I was.

In the face of my silence, the guard, sensing my uncertainty, pointed his gun at me.

“Miss, please don’t make this harder than it needs to be.

If you don’t move, I’ll have to take further action!”

I glanced at the troops before us.

And it was glaring that they were armed to the teeth, prepared to meet any confrontation with equivalent force I realized that any attempt to challenge them would be futile.

With no other options, I exchanged a resigned Look with Andrew, ready to retreat to the safety of the car and return to the witch clan.

But before we could make it back to the car, a blaring siren shattered the tense silence, following the arrival of another group of soldiers.

At their forefront stood a guard with a prominent scar on his face, making him look fearsome.

As his gaze fell upon us, he studied our faces closely.

The moment he spotted me, his stern demeanor softened with euphoric surprise.

“Luna, you’ve finally made it back!”

Debra’s POV:

I was surprised, looking closely at the guard with a scar.

Besides the noticeable scar, other distinctive features of this guard caught my attention, such as his wide face, small eyes, and unusually bow-shaped Lips.

A person with such unique features should be unforgettable at first sight, yet I couldn’t recall him at all.

Could it be due to my amnesia?

Realizing he might be crucial in confirming my identity, I acted surprised and asked, “I’m sorry, my memory isn’t what it used to be.

May I know who you are?”

The guard moved closer excitedly, keen to introduce himself.

“Luna, I am a werewolf soldier who fought in the battle against Gale.

You were the hero who came just in time to rescue us.

I’ve been hoping to express my gratitude, and today seems Like the perfect moment!”

His statement only deepened my bewilderment.

A battle against Gale?

Who was Gale?

But before I could delve deeper, Andrew interjected, “Excuse me, but who is Gale? Which battle are you talking about?”

His eyes shone with curiosity, clearly intrigued by this slice of history.

Not knowing who Andrew was, the guard quickly responded, “Gale’s a wicked mixed-blood witch, lurking in the werewolves’ world for ages.

She tried taking over Thorn Edge Pack before…”