Ran Away Pregnant Came Back Alpha Heiress (Amelia and Damien) novel Chapter 129

**Night Whispers Forgotten Names – Colin Shah 129**

**Chapter 129**

“There are,” Ruby said, her voice a mix of excitement and urgency. She pointed toward a corner of the room, her eyes sparkling with mischief. “I spotted Damien over there. If you’d like, you could go speak with him now. It’s the perfect chance to express your gratitude.”

I hesitated, my heart sinking at the thought. The last thing I wanted was to engage with Damien and Claire, especially if they were still wrapped up in each other’s presence.

“Look, he’s just over there,” Ruby insisted, her enthusiasm palpable. “And it really is quite the spectacle! He’s with his new Luna, Claire. I’ve heard this is their first public appearance together.”

My breath hitched. “His… what?”

**Damien’s POV**

It took what felt like an eternity to disentangle myself from Claire. At least she had the decency to promise not to refer to herself as my Luna anymore, but I couldn’t shake the nagging feeling that the damage was already done.

I needed to reach Amelia before the poison of Claire’s lies could seep into her mind. But with the throng of bodies surrounding me, locating her felt like searching for a needle in a haystack.

Yet, after what seemed like an endless search, I finally caught sight of her. She was moving gracefully through the crowd, and my heart raced as I made my way toward her.

I was desperate to speak with her, to offer my heartfelt congratulations, and simply to bask in her presence once more. Being near her filled the void that had consumed me in her absence. Even from across the room, I could feel the warmth spreading through me, my heart beginning to dance as if it had been awakened from a long slumber.

I was a lifeless shell, suddenly infused with vitality by the mere thought of my mate.

Even with Jake hovering near her, my body reacted instinctively, my wolf stirring restlessly within me, eager and anxious.

Finally, I was close enough for her to notice me. A smile broke across my face when our eyes locked, and I hoped to find the warmth that had characterized our past encounters.

But her gaze remained frosty, devoid of the warmth I craved, and she quickly turned away.

A wave of concern washed over me, but I pressed on, undeterred in my desire to reach her.

“Amelia,” I called out as I drew nearer, urgency lacing my voice. “I just want to—”

“Shouldn’t you be returning to your Luna?” she interrupted, her tone flat and devoid of emotion. “I’m sure she’s missing you.”

But Jake wasn’t fooled. Early in the evening, he leaned in and asked softly, “Do you want to sneak out?”

The truth was, I did.

Jake walked me to my room, standing just outside the door as we lingered in the quiet hallway. “Do you want to talk about it?” he offered, his voice filled with genuine concern.

I appreciated his unwavering support, but in this moment, I just wanted to be alone. “I just want to be by myself,” I replied, forcing a smile that didn’t quite reach my eyes.

“I’m only a phone call away,” he assured me, remaining rooted in place as I opened the door to my hotel room. I slipped inside, closing and locking the door behind me, grateful for the solitude.

Once the silence enveloped me, the tears I had been holding back began to fall, warm and unrelenting.

I had never thought I would care about the title of Luna. It had always felt like a burden, one that Damien had never allowed me to fully embrace. The pack had never respected me enough to use it, at least not without Damien’s direct orders.

But now, having lost that title, I felt a profound sense of grief wash over me.

It was something I hadn’t realized I desired until it slipped away, leaving me hollow and aching.