Threads of Fading Memory – K. S. Whitman 3

Threads of Fading Memory – K. S. Whitman 3 Summary

 

Thalia faces a brutal confrontation with Damon, who is furious after she attacked another she-wolf named Raven. Damon, overwhelmed by anger and disbelief, shifts into his wolf form and strikes Thalia, causing her to hit her head hard. He harshly rejects her as his mate, expressing disgust at her scent and making it clear she no longer has a place beside him. Despite the pain and humiliation, Thalia resolves to leave, determined that Damon will never have to smell her again.

 

As she recovers from the blow, memories from their past flood her mind—particularly a time when Damon fiercely protected her during a violent wolf fight. The contrast between his past devotion and his present cruelty stings deeply, but Thalia knows it no longer matters. She plans to formally request to leave the pack once the Alpha and Luna return, seeking a fresh start away from Damon and the Shadowmire pack.

 

Thalia takes practical steps to erase her presence, hiring an expensive scent-removal team to cleanse the villa and moving into a nearby apartment. This new place is temporary, a stepping stone while she pursues advanced healer certification in Coghaven. Her goal is clear: to sever all ties with the pack and Damon, ensuring they never cross paths again.

 

However, five days after her move, Damon unexpectedly calls her, asking to meet at the Royal Sanctum. His voice is accompanied by the lively sounds of a party, but when Thalia responds with irritation, the background noise abruptly stops. Damon’s tone shifts to one of uncertainty as he asks where she has gone, revealing a crack in his earlier harshness and hinting at unresolved emotions between them.

 

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“Have you completely lost your mind, Thalia? You’re meant to be my destined mate, the future Luna of our pack… so why would you attack an innocent she-wolf? All because I didn’t tell you about my party?” Damon’s voice was thick with anger and disbelief.

Unable to contain his fury any longer, Damon shifted into his wolf form and struck me with brutal force. My head slammed hard against the wooden railing of the staircase, sending a sharp, ringing buzz through my ears that made the world tilt.

He loomed over me, his eyes burning with rage as he sneered, “Who gave you the nerve to lay a hand on Raven, right in front of me?”

His words cut deep. “Just being near a filthy Omega like you… your scent sickens my wolf.”

With a cold finality, he spat out, “I, Damon Hale, reject you as my mate.”

Pain throbbed at the back of my head as I struggled to sit up. Gritting my teeth, I whispered, “Don’t worry. I’m leaving now. You’ll never have to smell me again.”

He curled his lip in contempt, scooping up Raven without a backward glance. “At least you know your place,” he hissed before striding away.

As the sharp sting in my skull slowly dulled, I forced myself to my feet, every movement heavy and unsteady. An hour later, I called an urgent cleaning service, desperate to erase every trace of my presence. While I waited, memories from when I was twelve surged unbidden into my mind.

Back then, Damon had slipped away from training to place bets on an illegal wolf fight. He lost badly and, in his frustration, started picking fights with strangers. I had grabbed his arm, trying to calm him down, only to get caught in the middle when a grown he-wolf’s claw slashed my arm.

Damon had gone berserk, lunging at the much larger wolf—who towered over him by a head—and tore him to shreds in a bloody frenzy.

At that time, his eyes held only for me. Now, he would maul me without hesitation for the sake of another she-wolf.

But none of it mattered anymore. Once the Alpha and Luna returned, I would formally submit my request to leave the pack for good.

After changing out of the blood-stained clothes, I shuffled over to the wall and picked up my cracked phone, its screen spiderwebbed from the fall.

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I had paid five hundred dollars to hire the pack’s most expensive scent-removal team. I watched as they meticulously scrubbed every corner of the villa, determined to erase even the faintest trace of my scent.

Two hours later, I moved my suitcase into a hastily rented apartment complex. It was conveniently close to the Pack Council Hall, making it easy to commute to my job as the Alpha’s private healer.

This was only temporary, though. Once I earned my advanced healer certification in Coghaven, along with my diploma, I would leave the Shadowmire pack behind forever. After that, Damon and I would never cross paths again.

Five days after moving out, my phone rang. Damon’s voice came through, accompanied by the sounds of laughter and clinking glasses in the background. “I want to see you in five minutes. Royal Sanctum, Room 7777.”

I was in the middle of updating my résumé when he interrupted me. Irritated, I snapped, “What do you want?”

The line went silent, and even the noise from the bar faded away.

Just as I was about to hang up, convinced the call had dropped, he spoke again, his voice low and uncertain. “Thalia, where have you gone?”

Conclusion

 

The chapter closes on a poignant note, capturing the raw pain and fractured bond between Thalia and Damon. Thalia’s resolve to leave the pack and sever ties with Damon reflects the depth of her heartbreak and the harsh reality of rejection she faces. Her memories of a once protective Damon contrast starkly with his current cruelty, underscoring the emotional chasm that has grown between them. Despite the turmoil, Thalia’s determination to reclaim her independence and forge a new path as a healer highlights her strength and resilience.

 

Yet, the unexpected call from Damon hints at unresolved feelings and lingering connections, leaving the door ajar for future encounters. The tension between their past intimacy and present estrangement embodies the chapter’s exploration of love, betrayal, and the struggle for self-identity. In this moment of uncertainty, both characters stand at a crossroads, grappling with their shared history and the possibility of what might come next, even as they try to move on from one another.

 

What to Expect in Next Chapter?

 

The next chapter promises to delve deeper into the tangled emotions between Thalia and Damon, as the fragile threads of their past and present intertwine. Damon’s unexpected call, filled with hesitation and vulnerability, hints at a shift in his hardened demeanor, stirring questions about his true feelings and intentions. Will Thalia find it within herself to confront the man who so brutally rejected her, or will the wounds of their shared history prove too deep to mend?

 

As Thalia steps into the Royal Sanctum, the setting itself suggests a charged atmosphere where power, secrets, and unresolved tensions may collide. The delicate balance between their roles—Alpha, Luna, healer, mate—could be tested in unexpected ways, forcing both to face the consequences of their choices. Readers can anticipate a chapter rich with emotional complexity, where past grievances and future hopes hang in the balance, leaving the door wide open for revelations that could alter the course of their intertwined fates.