Ran Away Pregnant Came Back Alpha Heiress (Amelia and Damien) novel Chapter 337

Chapter 337

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Chapter 337

Claire’s POV

Damien was in too good of a mood lately. Even with his children giving him purpose, or whatever, he still usually moped around, missing his presumed-dead wife.

Yet, suddenly, everything seemed to have shifted. Oddly, it happened right around the time of Sienna’s capture.

I still wasn’t sure what had happened there. With my only point of contact now in jail, I didn’t have much to go on. Even when I tried to disguise who I was, or send a proxy, the people of Jake’s pack seemed predetermined not to trust the people of Damien’s pack.

I supposed there was precedent for that, even if it was very annoying.

Ethan hadn’t been returning my calls either, which was bothersome.

I felt like I was moving around in the dark.

Even so, with a matter like what was going on with Damien, I at least had a few leads I could track down.

The servants in the house liked money. And while they were loyal to Damien and the pack, they wouldn’t mind trading information to me for the right amount of cash.

All I had to do was pick up the phone and dial a few numbers, put a few dollars in the right accounts, and ask a couple of questions.

Quickly, I had my answer in the form of a text message sent from one of the housekeepers on staff.

Alpha Jake’s sister Annette has moved into one of the spare guest rooms.

So Amelia had survived the attack. I had wondered as much, with Ethan’s disappearance and Sienna’s arrest. Not to mention the lack of any formal announcement of funeral. A person of such importance would draw in a cross- pack crowd.

And Damien would not be so happy.

Now, I had answers. With Annette under his roof, even if Damien didn’t understand why, he would feel the pull of their bond. Having her close would make him happy.

It also made her vulnerable. And close.

Reaching for my phone again, this time I dialed an old number. My brother had been avoiding me, but it was time he put a stop to that. I rang twice in a row, going to voicemail each time. Annoyed, I sent him a message.

I know Amelia’s alive. Answer the phone.

This time, when I called, he did indeed answer.

“I’m out, Claire,” he said.

“Don’t start this again, Ethan,” I said, my irritation rising even farther. Ever since he connected with Victoria romantically, he’d been a thorn in my side, prioritizing her over me. Sure, she was his wife and carrying his child, but we both knew she was an incompetent nincompoop. I’d met barn doors that were more intelligent.

“Whatever you want. Whatever you are planning, leave me out of it.”

“What about your kid, huh? I’m guessing you just want to have them raised in squalor.”

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