Ran Away Pregnant Came Back Alpha Heiress (Amelia and Damien) novel Chapter 49

**Night Whispers Forgotten Names – Colin Shah 49**

**Chapter 49**

**+25 BONUS**

In the midst of a whirlwind romance, my life had taken a turn I could hardly have anticipated. The moment I met Damien, stepping into his world felt like slipping into a vivid dream, one that was intoxicating and exhilarating.

I had been so eager to relinquish everything that defined me—my ambitions, the future I had meticulously planned, my friends, and the very essence of the human realm—all in the name of a love that consumed me entirely. The sacrifices I made were immense, and the transition was fraught with challenges, especially considering the disdain I faced from most of the pack. Yet, despite the adversity, I had never once looked back with regret.

At least, not until now.

As I delved deeper into the intricacies of werewolf culture, I was blindsided by the news of Damien having a child with Claire. The weight of that revelation felt like a crushing blow—too much to bear, too far removed from the love I thought we shared.

“For the good of the pack,” he had said, as if my feelings were mere afterthoughts. He seemed to forget about our relationship, the dreams of a family we had envisioned together. I had longed for our future children, a symbol of our bond, but he had tossed those dreams aside carelessly for the sake of pack loyalty.

Deep down, perhaps I had always known the truth—that as Alpha, his duty to the pack would always take precedence over any personal connection he had with me. Yet, the heartbreak was still fresh, and I couldn’t shake the longing for a different outcome.

I had wanted him to choose me. To choose our child.

But to him, I must have always been an afterthought, a second-class citizen in a world where Claire reigned supreme. She embodied perfection, a werewolf with an esteemed lineage, her children destined to be powerful and respected. And there I was, a mere human, with a fragile half-werewolf baby, lacking any notable heritage or wealth.

All I had left was the love I clung to for Damien, a love that persisted even in the face of betrayal.

“Life,” I murmured to Eve, hoping it would suffice.

Her nod indicated it did. “Have you ever thought about training again? The hospital is short-staffed, as you’ve noticed. I would gladly take you under my wing.”

**Chapter 49**

**Amelia’s POV**

A flicker of hope ignited within me.

In the realm of werewolves, while there was some foundational training available for healers, the majority of learning occurred in the heat of practice, guided by a mentor’s expertise. Under Eve’s vigilant guidance, I could hone my healing skills, particularly in adapting the knowledge I already possessed to this new world of werewolves.

With enough dedication and time, I could eventually stand before a panel of healers, proving my worth and earning the title of a full healer in my own right.

Perhaps this was the chance I had been seeking—a way to repay the pack that had sheltered me. Simultaneously, carving out my own career might grant me the independence I desperately craved from Damien.

Maybe, if I had to rebuild my life from the ground up, I could do it on my own terms.

“Alright,” I replied, a smile breaking through the clouds of uncertainty. “I would love to pursue medicine once more.”

**Jake’s POV**

Now that Sienna’s life was no longer hanging by a thread, the pressing question of her future began to loom over us.

Given the media frenzy surrounding our family, we had been relocated to a more secluded waiting room, far from the prying eyes of reporters who had taken residence in the public lobby. Healer Eve was under strict orders to keep the details of the situation confidential, but I was acutely aware that the truth—or at least fragments of it—would soon find its way into the open.

With the multitude of nurses and aides bustling through the hospital, it was only a matter of time before someone let slip that Sienna had been poisoned—if that information hadn’t already been leaked. Such a revelation would inevitably lead to questions, and while my instinct was to shield my family from scrutiny, I couldn’t shake the suspicion that Sienna had brought this calamity upon herself.

That didn’t mean I wished her harm; it simply meant we needed to tread carefully.

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