Outcast: The Alpha King's Beloved novel Chapter 101

Anthony's POV: 

These days, I slowly began to accept the fact that I had lost my memories.Besides, my mother's current situation was much more pressing.

I stayed with her almost every day.This way, I could also avoid Caroline.

She was so clingy, showing up out of the blue and pestering me daily.

How on earth were we a couple? We were supposed to be siblings.

Just thinking about it gave me a headache.

As if this wasn't bad enough, my mother was in a coma and her prognosis did not look good.

I couldn't help but feel depressed these days.I didn't know who I could trust.I looked at my mother, who was lying unconscious in bed.

"Mom, can you wake up please? I need to know what happened.Are Caroline and I really in love? I have no idea why these things are happening.Please, just wake up and tell me."

But it was like talking to a wall.

Mother showed no signs of waking up; she didn't even stir.The more I was alone with my thoughts, the more irritable I became.

The only person I could talk to was Zane.

"Anthony, you should stay true to how you feel.I don't like Caroline either.I don't want her to be our mate.I highly doubt we'll fall in love with her a second time—that is, if we actually fell for her before.Maybe there's really something we don't know.We've lost some of our memories, after all."

"Forget it.Mom's health is of utmost priority right now.We can't afford to dwell on other stuff."

"Anthony, everything will be okay," Zane comforted me.

He seldom comforted me before.It seemed that my wolf had matured a lot after the incident.

Then, the doctor came inside the ward to check my mother's vitals.

His answer was the same as yesterday: there was little chance that my mother would wake up.

I sat on the side of the bed and gently wiped the sweat off my mother's forehead.

At this time, somebody knocked on the door.

Before I could respond, Caroline came in with a lunch box in tow.

Perhaps it was because I had refused her so often that she didn’t ask for permission to enter this time.

She opened the lunch box and carefully laid out its contents.

"I made this sandwich for you.It smells great.Anthony, come here and taste it."

She handed the sandwich to me.Her cheeks were a bright red, and her eyes looked at me longingly.

"Thank you for visiting," I said dryly.

"You're welcome."

She wrung her fingers nervously and her cheeks turned even redder.

I held up the sandwich that she made, but then I realized something strange.I couldn't smell anything.

"Did you just say that this smells good? Why can't I smell it?"

"What? How could it be? I..." Caroline stopped talking abruptly and clamped her hand over her mouth.

"What's wrong?" I narrowed my eyes at her.

As a matter of fact, I hadn't smelled a thing in days.

No matter how hard I sniffed, I couldn't pick up a whiff of anything.

I had thought the problem was temporary, but seeing the expression on her face now made me think otherwise.

"It's due to the accident," she blurted.

"I was scared you'd go crazy if I told you.After all, we're werewolves and the sense of smell is very important to us.I'm sorry—"

"Caroline," I interrupted her.

I didn't want to hear her talk anymore.

"I've just had breakfast.I am in no mood to eat anything now.You can go now."

I pushed the lunch box away.

Since I had lost my sense of smell, I knew the food would be tasteless to me.

Caroline was stunned for a moment, but she didn't do as I said.