Ran Away Pregnant Came Back Alpha Heiress (Amelia and Damien) novel Chapter 100

**Night Whispers Forgotten Names – Colin Shah**
**Chapter 100**

**Amelia’s POV**

The moment Jake uttered Damien’s name, my feet froze in place. I had been casually strolling down the hallway just outside Jake’s office, but the sound of that name sent a jolt through me. It was as if the air had thickened, and I felt an inexplicable pull to inch closer to the door. Jake was on the phone with Damien, and my curiosity ignited like a flame. I knew eavesdropping wasn’t my usual style; I preferred to confront situations head-on. But this was different. Anything related to Damien felt personal, and I was tired of being left in the dark, always feeling like I was trailing behind.

I pressed my ear against the cool wood of the door, straining to catch snippets of their conversation, but despite my best efforts at stealth, the words slipped away like water through my fingers. Just as I was about to give up, the phone call abruptly ended, and Jake let out a heavy sigh.

I lingered there for a moment, caught in a whirlwind of indecision. Should I retreat and pretend I hadn’t been listening, or should I step forward and confront him about what I had overheard?

Before I could make up my mind, Jake’s voice broke through the silence. “You might as well just come in, Amelia.”

Of course, he sensed my presence. He was an Alpha werewolf, after all, with instincts sharper than most. I felt a rush of relief that he didn’t sound angry, but my heart still raced as I stepped out of the shadows and into the light of his office. I paused just inside the doorway, my mind swirling with anticipation and uncertainty about what was to come.

“What did he say?” I asked, my voice steady despite the anxiety bubbling beneath the surface.

Jake, ever perceptive to my discomfort, wasted no time in answering. “You know Damien’s Beta, Ethan?”

“Yes,” I replied, my heart sinking slightly.

“He’s fallen ill. There’s something wrong with his heart. As you know, Healer Eve specializes in that area, so Alpha Damien was asking for a favor, similar to the arrangements we have with Dr. Wyatt.”

“Oh,” I breathed, taken aback. Whatever I had anticipated hearing, this was far from it.

“Here,” Jake said, motioning toward one of the chairs positioned in front of his desk. “Sit down, Amelia. This must be a shock to you.”

I hesitated for a moment, caught in the web of my own thoughts, but Jake stood as if he were about to guide me himself. That simple act snapped me out of my daze, and I finally moved, sinking into the chair he had indicated. Once I was settled, Jake relaxed back into his own chair, but the tension in the air remained palpable.

Poor Ethan. Despite the distance he had often kept from me while I was part of Damien’s pack, I still knew him well enough. A stern man, dedicated to his Alpha and the pack, he always seemed to carry the weight of responsibility on his shoulders. To be in need of Healer Eve’s assistance meant he must be facing serious complications. He was far too young for such a dire situation; this had to be grave.

The thought of Damien actually reaching out to Jake for help tugged at my heart. How desperate must he have felt to make such a call?

“You agreed to let Healer Eve go,” I said cautiously, trying to gauge Jake’s reaction.

“If she consents, yes,” Jake replied, his tone firm yet understanding. “After all, he allows Dr. Wyatt to come to us. I won’t risk ending those visits. But also… we are not like other packs. We can extend kindness to one another. Our lives are filled with the glory of battle, but no werewolf should fall victim to the frailties of their own heart.”

For a warrior like Ethan, that would be the most tragic fate imaginable: to be denied a noble death in battle, only to be defeated by his own body.

Still, I couldn’t help but express my surprise. “I’m shocked he called you. Damien has always been so headstrong. I can’t recall a time he reached out for help from anyone.” Not even from me.

He often made decisions unilaterally, which had led us into our current predicament with Claire expecting his child.

I suddenly recalled that Claire was Ethan’s sister. She must be beside herself with worry. Despite my reservations, I found myself hoping for the best for the baby. Innocence should never be tainted by the actions of their parents.

VERIFYCAPTCHA_LABELVerify