Ran Away Pregnant Came Back Alpha Heiress (Amelia and Damien) novel Chapter 102

**Night Whispers Forgotten Names – Colin Shah 102**

**Chapter 102**

**Amelia’s POV**

As the evening shadows stretched across the sky, the weight of Ethan’s precarious condition loomed heavily over my thoughts. Eve and I had no time to linger in uncertainty. That very night, I meticulously gathered my belongings, each item packed with a sense of urgency, and by the first light of dawn, we were poised to embark on our journey.

The early morning held a stillness that was almost unnerving, and I found myself wondering what kind of farewell awaited me in the quiet hours before sunrise. As I dragged my suitcase toward the front entryway, a flicker of surprise coursed through me. There stood Jake, flanked by his parents and several of the household staff, all gathered to bid me goodbye.

I approached the servants first, enveloping them in warm embraces. “Please keep my room ready for me,” I implored, my voice thick with emotion. “I promise to return as soon as I can.”

Jake’s parents stepped forward next, their arms wrapping around me in a tight embrace. The silence between us spoke volumes, but Martin broke it with a brief yet earnest, “Be careful,” while Lillian’s voice carried a warning, “Alpha Damien is a cad who can’t be trusted.”

Their concern was evident, and I felt a swell of gratitude for their care. I smiled at them, appreciating their words, even as I prepared to venture into the unknown.

Jake lingered by the door, his expression a mirror of the unease I felt. He embraced me with a fierceness that took my breath away, as if he were trying to imprint his strength into me. I could have sworn he was squeezing me down to my very bones. It was a comforting pressure, one that reminded me of the bond we had forged over these past few months.

Leaving him, leaving all of them, felt profoundly wrong. They had welcomed me into their lives, treated me with kindness and respect, and for that, I would always be grateful. The thought of parting from the only home I had known in recent times tugged painfully at my heart.

Yet, I understood that to save a man’s life, I needed to summon courage and resilience. I had to step away from the warmth of their love and plunge back into the chaos of uncertainty.

“Keep our pendant close,” Jake urged, his eyes locking onto mine with a seriousness that sent a shiver down my spine. “And if you need me, call for me. No matter where I am, no matter what happens, just call, and I will come for you.”

I hoped I wouldn’t have to invoke that promise, but the gesture filled me with warmth. The knowledge that he wanted to protect me, even from afar, made my heart swell with appreciation.

“I’ll be careful,” I reassured him, my voice steady despite the turmoil within. “But if it comes down to it, I will call.”

“Good,” Jake replied, his grip finally loosening. He held my gaze, a silent understanding passing between us. “Thank you.”

As I stepped out of the house, following Cara toward the waiting car, I felt as though I was leaving a crucial part of my soul behind. The weight of impending danger loomed before me, yet I pressed on.

Eve was already seated in the back of the sedan when I slid in beside her. Cara took her place in the front passenger seat, next to the driver. A convoy of vehicles surrounded us, some ahead and others behind, undoubtedly carrying Healer Eve’s supplies and a contingent of enforcers.

As the car began to move, I cast one last glance back at Jake’s estate, watching it recede into the distance until it was no longer visible. I sank back into my seat, my gaze falling to my hands, which trembled slightly.

My resolve to assist Eve in saving Ethan was unwavering, yet a gnawing sense of dread began to creep in. The thought of re-entering Damien’s pack sent a shiver down my spine. How would I cope with the memories that awaited me there?

Soon enough, I would find out.

When I had fled from that place, I had envisioned never returning. Yet here I was, willingly heading back, even if only temporarily. The anxiety bubbled within me.

Eve turned to me, her voice laced with concern. “Are you going to be okay, Amelia?”

“I have to be,” I replied, forcing the tremor from my voice. To save Ethan, I needed to focus on the tasks ahead. If I could keep my mind on the work, perhaps I could shield myself from the haunting memories of my past and the very presence of Damien.

Strength would be essential. I had to resist him, to remind myself of the power I had within. I knew he would wield his charm like a weapon, and I had fallen prey to it before.

But this time would be different. I had to stay resolute—not just for Ethan, but also for my own sake. And for my baby.

We would never be prisoners in that place again.

“I won’t let you down,” I assured Eve, my voice firm.

“That’s not my concern,” she replied, her expression softening.

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