Ran Away Pregnant Came Back Alpha Heiress (Amelia and Damien) novel Chapter 293

**Night Whispers Forgotten Names – Colin Shah 293**

**Chapter 293**

**Amelia’s POV**

As I made my way down the staircase, my mind was occupied with thoughts of a quick snack, a small indulgence to ease the evening’s quiet. But then, an unexpected sound reached my ears—raised voices drifting from Jake’s office. Curiosity piqued, I paused, straining to catch the words being exchanged.

“It’s bad enough that they elected someone like Claire to their pack council,” Jake’s voice cut through the air, thick with anger. “But Damien overseeing the inauguration ceremony? Has he no shame at all?” The frustration in his tone was palpable, and I could almost visualize his clenched fists.

Dad’s voice followed, softer yet still charged with emotion. “Do you think this is one of the things he agreed to with Claire so that she would help Stacy?” His inquiry lingered in the air, filled with concern, as if he were trying to piece together a puzzle that was becoming increasingly complex.

“If it was,” Jake replied, his tone skeptical, “I doubt he needed to go that far. Wasn’t pardoning her and reinstating her into the pack enough? Now she has actual influence inside of Damien’s pack. He must be plotting this…” His voice trailed off, the weight of his words hanging heavily between them.

“Or maybe she is,” Dad countered thoughtfully. “Her family was well-liked, not just in Damien’s pack but across the continent. If she used that appreciation to her advantage…” His voice trailed off, leaving a space for contemplation.

“You are trying to paint Damien in the best light, but you need to stop,” Jake insisted vehemently. “Damien made bad choices. He is dishonoring Amelia by allowing Claire not just to be in the pack, but to excel in it. This is the woman who plotted Amelia’s death!”

The impact of Jake’s words hit me like a sudden gust of wind, freezing me in place on the stairs. I stood there, heart racing, grappling with the horrifying revelation.

This was yet another indication that Damien harbored feelings for Claire, even after everything she had done to hurt my adopted sister.

For a while, I had managed to compartmentalize my feelings, prioritizing my concerns for Damien and the children above all else. But now, the truth loomed large and undeniable.

For Stacy to still be here, it was clear that Damien and Claire must have had an affair. The accommodations he was making for her now suggested that perhaps they were still entangled in a relationship.

“I don’t care what his reasoning is,” Jake retorted, his voice sharp. I could hear the tearing sound of paper, presumably the invitation being ripped apart, followed by a soft thump as he likely tossed it into the trash. “To invite us is another insult.”

“I imagine all Alphas are invited,” Dad offered, his tone a mix of resignation and understanding. “That’s standard for an event like that.”

“It’s an insult,” Jake reiterated, his frustration bubbling over. “I would have preferred not to be invited at all, given who the ceremony is celebrating. Their party organizer has no sense. Just one more insult. Maybe we should just go to war with that pack and be done with it.”

“Don’t be rash,” Dad cautioned flatly. “Even if you think the worst of Damien, innocent people would be harmed in a war.” His voice was steady, a reminder of the stakes at play.

Jake sighed heavily, the sound filled with exasperation. “You’re right. Sorry. He just makes me so angry. He had the whole world with Amelia, and he blew it. It’s hard for me to forgive him for the past, and now he just keeps making more mistakes.”

“Perhaps the best thing to do is to stay clear of it entirely,” Dad suggested, his voice growing louder as they stepped into the hall, the weight of their conversation following them like a shadow.