The Supreme Alpha

Author's note: This is from Duke's point of view

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When Serina and I returned to the villa, I was happy to hear from Maria that Lazarus left.

After giving a few instructions, Serina and I headed to our bedroom on the third floor.

I suggested that we go to the basement where we have rooms with various equipment for monitoring the human body, but Serina refused.

"There is no point in any of those machines. They will only distract me.", Serina said. "I need to do this on my own."

No, not on her own. "I will be with you."

She gave me a nervous smile in response.

'I will be there also.', my wolf said in my head.

'Shut up', I scowled at him. 'Don't you think you did enough damage?'

I pushed him at the back of my mind, glad to see that he didn't resist this time. It seems that he felt guilty for harming Serina and for upsetting her with his presumptuous talk about having women around, and I had no problems using that against him.

Serina and I laid on the bed next to each other.

"Are you sure you want to do this?", I asked Serina.

At first, I thought that it was a good idea to force her memories to return, but now I was second-guessing it. What if she gets hurt and forgets about me completely?

Serina looked at me helplessly. "No. I am not sure. But it's something I need to do. As much as I would love to continue living in this ignorant state, I can't avoid responsibilities." She put her palm on my cheek. "There is this yearning in my heart, urging me to open up to you, but my mind is not allowing it. I really want to remember."

"What if you hate me?" It was my wolf who hurt her, but he looked exactly like me, and I was fighting with him. To be honest, if my wolf was on the ground and I was lunging at him, I didn't know if I would be able to stop in time either. That could easily be me, with my hand in Serina's abdomen.

"No matter what happened, I'm confident that there are many reasons why I should love you. We are mates. You are my other half. I can't hate you.", she assured me.

I wanted her to remember as well.

"Alright. Let's do this together.", I said and took her hand in mine, our fingers interlaced, and I could feel the calm coming over me.

It was the acceptance that this was going to happen with or without me, and only if with the right mindset, I could help her.

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We found ourselves in the circular room that had many endless hallways filled with doors. It was the same room I found Serina in previously, but now there was no piano there.

"Where do we start?", I asked.

Serina glanced around. "Anywhere is fine." She took my hand into hers. "Let's try this one…"

I followed after her, unsure what to expect. Are we just going to force the door open?

'That sounds like a good idea', my wolf said.

'Why are you here?', I grumbled.

'Where else am I supposed to be?' I could feel his ridicule. 'You can suppress me in human form, but here… there is no form.'

I took a mental note not to shift into my wolf form. Ever. If that happens, he will be in charge, and I will probably never see the light of day.

'You must be joking', my wolf sounded angry, but I could feel his dread. 'You can't keep me locked up forever!'

'Give me a reason to let you out', I sneered at the bastard.

'Do you think I need to earn your approval?'

I didn't want to answer that. 'Think what you want, but don't bother me now. This is for Serina. It's important. Whatever you have to say, keep it for later.'

'This is for Serina', he repeated mockingly. 'If you are not such a simp, Serina would respect you more.'

'And if you are not such an arrogant ass, Serina would love you more.', I retorted and I could feel that I hit a nerve.

By now, Serina and I were standing in front of one door that had a small glass-covered opening at eye level. The door itself looked like it was made out of sturdy wood, and there were no padlocks or other mechanisms. There was just a door handle without a keyhole, and I assumed that the door was not even locked.

Not a bad choice, I thought. We should start with the ones that are not bolted in.

I glanced inside.

It was the memory of me and Serina having a late lunch on the street of Frankfurt, Germany. We were sitting at the table and feeding each other and even though I couldn't hear a sound, I knew that we were discussing the upcoming event hosted by Triamgene over a large plate filled with assorted grilled meat, and two tall glasses of chilled beer.

At that time, I didn't know about creatures, or that I'm a half-werewolf, it was just the two of us. Ah, those were the simple times.

Serina gave my hand a squeeze. "Let's start with this one."

"Do you want me to open it?", I offered.

"Let me.", she said bravely, and her eyes narrowed in concentration before she reached for the handle.

It took a few seconds for Serina's expression to change, as the handle wouldn't budge.

"Can you try?", she asked.

I didn't have any success opening it, no matter how much I squeezed, twisted, or turned.

If this door was this difficult to open, I didn't want to imagine how much effort will take to open the other ones.

'You are doing it wrongly', my wolf said.

'What?', I asked, and I could feel that he wanted to talk to Serina. I didn't resist.

"This is your mind.", my wolf spoke to Serina. "Using your hands won't do anything unless you want it to happen."

"But I want to open this door.", Serina said.

"Do you?", my wolf challenged her. "Do you really want to open it, or are you here only because you don't want to appear as a coward who is hiding from the unpleasant truth?"

Serina made a face. "What's the difference? My whole life I'm doing things because they need to be done, regardless of how unpleasant they are. Not everyone has the luxury of doing what they want, when they want it."

My wolf was offended by Serina's words, but I understood what he was trying to say.

"That might work in the real world, but here, only things you truly want will happen." This time, it was me talking. I gestured in the direction from where we came. "Last time, you wanted to play piano, and there was one." I turned toward the door in front of us. "That doorhandle is only for decoration. Only if you want to open the door, it will happen."

Serina's pretty brows furrowed, and she nodded in understanding before narrowing her eyes at the door. I could see that she was focusing mightily.

In order not to distract her, I moved to stand behind her and I placed my hands on her shoulders gently. I wanted her to know that I was there for her. Even when she faced challenges that she needed to overcome solo.

The door shook lightly and then it opened in one quick motion, and I gaped at the room that was now empty.

I looked at Serina and she smiled to assure me that she was fine.

"You can speak German fluently.", Serina said, and my heart was light at the confirmation that whatever was in that room was now part of her memories. She remembered one of our many moments together, and the warmth in her eyes told me that this was progress. A big one.

She took my hand and walked back in the direction where the circular room is, stopping when we reached the middle.

Serina looked at me with confidence.

"I know what to do. Thank you for coming here with me."

Serina closed her eyes, and I could hear the sounds of numerous doors being slammed open and Serina gasped.

The next thing I knew, I was back in our bedroom, lying on the bed next to Serina and holding her hand.

'Don't disturb her!', my wolf shouted in my head before I called her name.

I didn't want to disturb her, but I was concerned about what's going on. Why did she boot me out?

Her face was twitching slightly, and I hoped that was a good thing, but with every passing moment, my anxiety doubled.

I had no idea if it was a few seconds or a few minutes, but it felt like days passed by the time Serina's eyelashes fluttered open.

She looked around the room and I hoped that it worked. She should remember me, right? Oh, God! What if it backfired and now she doesn't remember me at all!

Her beautiful gray orbs settled on me, and I held my breath when I saw the gaze I missed immensely.

"Duke…", she called, her voice filled with endless emotions as a final confirmation that it worked.

My Serina was back.

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