Ran Away Pregnant Came Back Alpha Heiress (Amelia and Damien) novel Chapter 287

**Title: Night Whispers Forgotten Names – Colin Shah 287**
**Chapter 287**

**Damien’s POV**

As I exited my office, a storm brewed within me, propelling me down the corridor toward the meeting room where the pack council typically convened. The air felt charged, thick with an unspoken tension. A few aides lingered outside the door, their faces draining of color as they caught sight of my approach. Their startled expressions confirmed my suspicions; I was indeed heading to the right place.

The palpable anxiety etched across their features further validated Keegan’s warning. It was clear the pack council had no intention of informing me about this clandestine meeting until it was too late for me to intervene.

The aides, wise enough to recognize my fury, stepped aside as I reached for the door handle. To my frustration, the door was locked tight.

I let out a derisive scoff. Did they really think a mere locked door could deter me?

A low growl escaped my throat as I summoned the Alpha wolf strength that coursed within me. With a powerful shove, I forced the door open, the lock giving way with little resistance.

Inside, the atmosphere shifted dramatically. Conversations abruptly ceased, and all eyes turned toward me—every gaze, including Claire’s, fixated on my presence.

“Alpha Damien,” the head of the council began, his voice shaky yet attempting to maintain an air of authority. “This is most unorthodox.”

“Unorthodox?” I echoed, my voice dripping with contempt. “What’s truly unorthodox is holding a private meeting without so much as a word to me.” My anger was a tangible force, radiating from me like heat from a fire. I stood tall, my posture as imposing as I could muster. The council members shrank back, visibly intimidated. Only Claire remained unfazed, her eyes still closed, as if she were above this confrontation.

“We simply did not feel that it was necessary to involve you…” one of the councilors stammered, his voice wavering. “You are a busy man, Alpha. We didn’t want to trouble you with every detail of our agenda.”

I shot a piercing glare at that councilor, watching him shrink further into his seat, his bravado evaporating under my scrutiny.

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