Alpha's Abandoned Daughter is the Secret Heiress novel Chapter 414

< Chapter 414: No More Chasing Amelia

Chapter 414: No More Chasing Amelia

Chapter 414: No More Chasing Amelia

(Author’s POV)

Theodore’s voice was low.

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But it carried the weight of an Alpha’s authority, pressing down on the entire lobby like a physical force.

Every employee went still. Even the air seemed to hold its breath.

His golden eyes fixed on Damien. Direct. Unwavering.

“I’ll say this once,” Theodore said. “Amelia is my fiancée. She will be my only mate in this lifetime.”

He paused, letting that settle.

“If you cause her any further disturbance – any at all – I won’t bother with warnings. I’ll make sure you disappear from this territory entirely.” His voice didn’t rise. It didn’t need to. “And I mean that.”

Damien’s jaw tightened.

But he didn’t speak.

Theodore turned to the security guards flanking Damien. “Hold him until the police arrive.”

The guards tightened their grip without a word.

Damien didn’t struggle.

There was nothing left in him to fight with.

Amelia’s words kept looping through his head – her voice, flat and final, stripping away every story he’d told

himself over the years.

*That kind of test is childish. It’s manipulative.*

He stared at the polished floor.

Around him, the employees who had gathered were already murmuring amongst themselves, voices low but not low enough.

“He really thought showing up here would change something?”

“That’s not devotion, that’s harassment.”

“He thinks he’s being romantic. Everyone else just sees a man who can’t take no for an answer.”

Damien’s hands curled at his sides.

Theodore had already turned away from him.

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His entire attention shifted to Amelia, and his expression changed the authority drained out of it,

replaced by something quieter and warmer.

“Let’s go,” he said softly.

Amelia nodded.

She walked beside him toward the elevator without a single glance back.

Damien watched them go.

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The two of them, side by side her steps easy and unhurried, his wheelchair moving with that same

measured steadiness he always carried.

Something in Damien’s chest caved in.

He understood, in that moment, with a clarity that felt like cold water, that this was the last time.

There was no version of this where he tried again.

The police arrived within minutes. Given Theodore’s identity, they handled the matter with brisk efficiency-

Damien was taken to the station, formally warned, and made to sign a no–harassment order. The

documentation was filed and archived. Shortly after, the Blackwood family’s lawyer appeared to collect

him.

Damien walked out of the building without looking back.

The office door clicked shut behind them.

The moment it did, Theodore reached out and pulled Amelia toward him.

One hand settled at the small of her back, firm and certain. The other lifted to her face, his thumb brushing lightly along her cheekbone.

Amelia caught the faint scent of pine and musk that always clung to him. Her heartbeat picked up before

she could stop it.

Theodore lowered his head until his nose was nearly touching hers.

“He won’t bother you again,” he said quietly.

Amelia laughed softly. “If he’s foolish enough to try, just deal with it however you want. Though the Blackwood family might complain.”

Theodore’s eyes darkened.

“If the Blackwood family can’t control their own people,” he said, “then I’ll control them for them.”

His gaze dropped to her face, and something warm and open moved through his expression.

“When you said you liked me,” he said, “in front of all those people – do you have any idea how happy that

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made me?”

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Amelia tilted her head back and looked at him directly.

“The first reason,” she said, without any embarrassment, “was your face. You meet my standards.”

Theodore’s mouth curved.

“The second reason,” she continued, “was watching you refuse to break after everything that happened to you. That kind of person someone who stays standing after a blow like that I respect that.”

She let her voice drop slightly, almost casual.

“But now? Now I genuinely like you.”

Theodore’s breathing shifted.

He lowered his head and caught her lower lip in a light bite – brief, deliberate, warm.

“Hearing you say it,” he murmured against her mouth, “especially in front of that many people – I still couldn’t help it.” He pulled back just enough to look at her. “Say it again.”

Amelia laughed.

“Later,” she said. “When you’ve earned it.”

“Then I’ll keep earning it.”

She smiled despite herself.

“The moment I was really sure,” she said, “was during one of your treatment sessions. You were in real

pain – I could see it. But you didn’t make a sound.” She held his gaze. “I thought, this man – I’ve decided on

him.”

Something shifted in Theodore’s expression.

He kissed her then – properly, without holding back.

Amelia’s breath scattered.

When he finally pulled back, his forehead came to rest against hers, both of them breathing unevenly.

“The first time you treated me,” he said, his voice low and rough, “you touched the scars on my legs. You

didn’t flinch. You didn’t look at me with pity.” He exhaled slowly. “That was the moment I wanted to keep

you.”

Amelia put her hand flat against his chest and pushed gently.

“Alright,” she said. “We’ve kissed enough. Time to eat. Then treatment.”

Theodore looked at her.

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“That’s it?”

“That’s it.”

He sighed, but the corner of his mouth stayed lifted.

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After lunch, Amelia began the rehabilitation session.

Theodore sat still as she worked, his breathing controlled, his posture straight.

He thought about their conversation from the night before.

“Did you dream about me?” he asked.

Amelia didn’t look up from what she was doing.

“Yes,” she said plainly.

“What kind of dream?”

A pause.

“The kind I can’t describe in polite company,” she said, her tone entirely matter–of–fact. “But it ended right

at the important part. Again.” She exhaled through her nose. “That’s the second time.”

The faint note of genuine regret in her voice was unmistakable.

Theodore’s expression flickered – something between amusement and something considerably warmer.

“You said again,” he said, catching the key word.

Amelia finally glanced up at him. “Did you dream about me?”

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