Ran Away Pregnant Came Back Alpha Heiress (Amelia and Damien) novel Chapter 226

Chapter 226

Damien’s POV

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The next morning at the Alpha Headquarter building, when most of my work was done, all of the fires from the night before put out, my mind began to wonder to that woman in the woods.

She wasn’t Amelia, that much I knew. But that left the question – who was she?

Since the girls had seen her too, I knew she was a real person and not just a figment of my imagination or memory. But she wasn’t anyone I had seen before. I would have recognized the resemblance right away and made note of her, even in a brief encounter.

As she wasn’t someone I had met before, she wasn’t someone from my pack. I might not have been on a friendship basis with everyone in the pack, but I was certain that I had met everyone at one point or another. Unless someone was keeping her secret all this time, which didn’t seem likely, she wasn’t a member of my pack.

But then, where had she come from?

I thought back. The woods where we had seen her were along the northern stretch of my pack lands. The forest continued all the way up into Jake’s pack.

Could she have been from there instead?

I picked up the phone and dialed my Beta Keegan, who was sitting at his own desk outside of my office.

“Yes, Alpha?” he asked.

“Keegan, I need your help with some research,” I said. “Pull up the database for Jake’s pack. I’m trying to locate a woman.”

I could hear him typing through the phone. “Someone specific, Sir?”

“Yes, uh…”

I glanced across my desk, where a pair of pictures were sitting. One was of Stacy and Amy, hamming it up for the camera, smiling brightly as they had their arms wrapped around each other.

The second picture was of Amelia, from back when we had first been married. She looked so carefree then, the love in her eyes so bright that it hurt my chest a little. She had trusted me then to give her a future full of safety and loved.

I had failed on both counts.

And now,

here I was, trying to track down the woman who looked like her as if she could be some kind of replacement.

Guilt immediately welled up within me. What was I doing? I was tarnishing Amelia’s memory by trying to find this woman who could never live up to her. What would I even do when I found her? Why would it make any difference who she was, or what pack she belonged to?

I didn’t want anyone but Amelia herself, and certainly not some kind of imposter.

“Sir?” Keegan asked.

“Forget it, Keegan,” I said. “It was a wild thought anyway. Forget I said anything.”

“Yes, Alpha,” Keegan said, but sounded a little unsure. It wasn’t typical of me to make unimportant requests.

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Less so, for me to not even voice them.

But Keegan was proving to be a loyal Beta, so he let things go without pressing.

“Was there anything else you needed me for, Alpha?”

“Yes. I’ll be taking the girls to the theater this weekend. I’ve already purchased box seats, but can you arrange a car for us, and the usual security.”

“Of course, Sir.”

As I hung up the phone, I felt good about my choices here. It was for the best that I put thoughts of that imposter out of my mine and focus on the goodwill of my daughters instead.

They were already growing up so fast. I wanted to give them as many good memories with their dad as I could manage, especially since they didn’t have their mom here to share these moments with them.

This weekend would be fun, and I was looking forward to it.

Amelia’s POV

As the weekend approached, I sat on the edge of my bed. I had opened the doors to my walk-in closet, and stared inward now, tracing my gaze over all of the various dresses and outfits within.

Nothing seemed right for the occasion.

Or maybe I just didn’t really want to go.

I tried so hard to be excited for this, but the harder I seemed to try to force myself to be excited for spending time with Ian, the more I dreaded it.

As I stared off, feeling somewhat lost, Mom came into the room. She must have knocked, since she usually did, but as my door was open, she hadn’t waited for a response.

I glanced up and met her eyes as she came closer. She dropped an arm around my shoulders as she sat beside me on the bed.

“Everything okay, Annette?”

“Yeah…” I said, then felt bad for lying. “I can’t decide what to wear.’

Mom looked at my closet then, as I had done.

“We could always get you something new,” she said. “Maybe you would feel more open to things if you had a new outfit.”

Talking like that, it was clear she knew I felt some hesitation about all this.

That made me want to open up to her a little more than I had been. I was so tired of bottling everything up. At this point, I felt like all my bottle emotions might just explode out of me and make a terrible mess of things.

“Mom,” I said, prepping to ask what I really wanted to know.

“Hm?” she asked, signaling that she was listening.

Gathering my courage, I asked, “What does it feel like when you find your fated mate?”

Mom smiled at once. “There’s nothing else like it. The rest of the world fades away until there is only the two of you. Your heart races, your breath catches. The entire universe seems to shift, like everything you’ve ever gone

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through suddenly makes sense now that this person is here before you. And you are just so grateful.”

As she spoke, I lifted a hand and pressed it to my heart, which was already picking up speed, thinking of how much her words described what I felt for my fantasy man made flesh.

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