Ran Away Pregnant Came Back Alpha Heiress (Amelia and Damien) novel Chapter 281

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**Night Whispers Forgotten Names – Colin Shah 281**

**Chapter 281**

The image of Damien’s bewildered face flashed in my mind, a kaleidoscope of confusion and disbelief.

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How on earth had I come to know that story? I felt an unsettling sense of intrusion; it felt wrong. I barely knew Damien! The only one who truly understood him was Amelia.

Yet, an inexplicable sensation tugged at my thoughts, as if I had gleaned the tale from the very essence of its origin. Damien’s astonishment was palpable, as if I had crossed an invisible boundary, a line that should never have been approached—especially regarding his cousin’s past.

Gods above…

I was lost in a fog of uncertainty. My memory was a jumbled mess, elusive and frustrating. The throbbing in my head intensified, a relentless drumbeat of discomfort.

“Annette,” Dr. Wyatt’s voice cut through the haze.

I turned my head toward the sound, my fingers still pressed against my temples. Through the gaps between my fingers, I caught sight of her standing just inside the doorway of the examination room. With a soft click, she shut the door behind her, creating a cocoon of privacy that felt both comforting and ominous.

“Doctor, something is terribly wrong with me,” I confessed, my voice trembling with a mix of fear and desperation.

“I know, but I assure you, it will be alright,” she replied, her tone steady yet filled with an undercurrent of concern.

“But how?” A flicker of hope ignited within me. Did she possess a plan? Perhaps some miraculous treatment that could alleviate the torment swirling in my mind?

As she stepped closer, I noticed a hint of sadness in her eyes—a reflection of the weight she carried. “I need to speak with your wolf…”

“My…?” I stammered, confusion washing over me once more.

In an instant, darkness enveloped me, swallowing my consciousness whole.

**Dr. Wyatt’s POV**

I stood there, a silent observer, as the pain and bewilderment gradually faded from Annette’s gaze, replaced by the fierce determination of her wolf. It was as if a switch had been flipped; she straightened her posture, her presence radiating confidence and capability, a stark contrast to the confusion that had just clouded her mind.

“You tread on dangerous ground by summoning me while she is awake,” the wolf asserted, her voice low and commanding.

“She recalled something significant,” I explained. “And it seemed she was on the brink of uncovering even more. That warrants the risk we are taking. Did we not agree to keep the past hidden from Amelia, for her own protection?”

The wolf exhaled sharply through her nose, a sound filled with frustration. “The bond that exists between Amelia, her mate, and those children is formidable. It is a struggle to conceal the truth, and the more I try, the more I question whether this is truly the right path.”

Anxiety bubbled within me, but as a healer, I had mastered the art of masking my emotions behind an impenetrable facade. My own wolf harmonized with my efforts, minimizing the scent of my turmoil, ensuring that nothing would betray my inner thoughts.