Ran Away Pregnant Came Back Alpha Heiress (Amelia and Damien) novel Chapter 535

Chapter 535

Damien’s POV

My pack warriors readied themselves, but, despite Richard’s calls for his rogues to rally, many, seeing the chaos that had already befallen the battlefield, and their leader battered and broken, decided to turn and run.

My side held our ground, watching warily as the rogues defied their leader and made their escape back to their territory.

Trying to keep my promise to Victoria, I kept my eye on Ethan, watching as he disappeared into the trees, quitting the battlefield.

“You cowards!” Richard cried, as some of his own helped him try to stand. He fell back down to the dirt. “Get back here!”

“Get them!” Benedict called. “Capture those that do not flee!”

My warriors pushed forward, easily overpowering the few that were left. Soon, even Richard himself was taken prisoner.

As were Claire, Sienna, Ian, and the woman who had stabbed Jake, Ruth. The prisoners were arranged in a long line and brought forward. Benedict and I took point, inspecting the prisoners as they went by. Those that were injured were to be taken to healers, but the rest of them were to be taken straight to the nearest prison to await judgement.

Things were progressing normally – until the end of the line, when Ruth approached.

She should have been checked for weaponry, but I wasn’t sure if she had been. One minute she was walking along, and in the next, she had a knife, whispered a curse that made it glow, and stabbed Benedict straight in the chest.

Benedict dropped, suddenly rendered lifeless.

“Stop her!” I called too late.

She was tackled, but the damage had been done.

Amelia and Lillian rushed to Benedict. They turned him onto his back to inspect the wounds.

“Gods,” Lillian said. “It’s just like Jake.”

Jake had been a strong Alpha at his peak when he had suffered this wound. Benedict was an older man, already worn down by time. Jake was still suffering. Would Benedict even recover?

I rushed my warriors, encouraging them to move faster in removing the prisoners from the field. When they had done so, I returned to Amelia and Lillian, where they kneeled beside Benedict. Martin and several other warriors were nearby, offering some protection in case any warriors decided to double back.

Amelia looked up at me, worry in her eyes. “Damien, he’s dying.”

I came to her side, hoping to offer her as much comfort as I could with my presence.

“Can you do anything?” I asked.

They had been able to help Jake, even if he was still going through it. If anyone could save Benedict, it was Lillian and Amelia.

Amelia looked at her mother.

“You could try, as before,” Lillian said. “We could do it together.”

Worry creased Amelia’s face. “I don’t if it will be enough.”

If she though so, then I would help her.

“Whatever you need,” I said. “I am with you.”

That seemed to help her resolve. “Okay.”

“Tell me what I need to do,” I said.

She directed me to kneel beside her. She took my hand and, weaving our fingers, placed my palm with hers on top over Benedict’s chest, near the sunken blade of the knife.

“We need to channel our power into him, to give his wolf our strength. It’s only his wolf that will be able to fight the curse,” Amelia said.

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