Ran Away Pregnant Came Back Alpha Heiress Novel

Chapter 193 Sienna was clearly scared, and some tears filled her eyes. Mom wrapped her arms around her and held her close, like she did when Sienna was just a child. Sienna and I certainly had our differences. I was still angry at everything she had done to Amelia, worse so now, knowing Amelia was my sister. Yet, even I could understand how difficult this had to be for her, to feel like she was losing her parents. With this knowledge, maybe her jealousy over Amelia always made sense. That didn't excuse anything, but it answered a few questions. "You are my daughter," Mom said.

After some tears and some hugs, Sienna finally said, "Okay. I'll do it." Two days later, we had the results. Sienna was not the biological daughter of my father and mother, and not my true sister. Because of her grief, Mom asked Sienna to stay a few days longer than planned, so they could affirm with each other and the family that Sienna still belonged here. Looking at Sienna, despite all she had done, I could still see my little sister, so I agreed. During this time, the days since we'd been home from Alpha Claude's pack, my phone had been ringing off the hook.

Damien called at least six times every day. Three times in the morning, three times in the evening. Sometimes I ignored it, sometimes I answered. This time, I picked up the phone. "You have to stop calling," I said, instead of hello. "You have to return Amelia's body to me. She is my mate and deserves a proper burial. Both her and my unborn child," he said. His voice sounded different than usual, it was raw with pain and emotion. Not for the first time, it moved me more than I wanted to admit, and I found myself asking questions about Damien's involvement in Amelia's attack.

Although, I supposed, he could just be regretting what happened. Now that he thought he lost her, maybe he realized the error of his ways. Either way, I wasn't about to correct him and reveal that Amelia and Amy were alive. Their safety was more important to me than his emotional well-being. I would do anything to save my sister. Even if Damien hadn't tried to kill her, he had tormented her these past several months. She was better off without him, that much I was sure of. Though she could decide all of this for herself when she woke up. For now... "No," I said. "She is my mate.

And she was carrying my child," he said. "And you allowed this to befall her," I snapped. "If you had been actually protecting her, we wouldn't be here. You are responsible for the danger she faced, Damien, and that makes you completely unworthy of the honor of holding their funeral." "As her mate -" 1/2 Bonus "She would have been better off if you had left her alone," I said unkindly. With how persistent he'd been, I knew he wasn't going to give up easily, and I was tired of dealing with him. This was his fault, whether or not he sent that man to kill her or not.

He was her mate, and he should have been protecting her from the start. If he hadn't failed her all those months ago, then she wouldn't be here at all. She wouldn't be in a coma. They'd still be together, and perhaps my family and I could have learned about Amelia a less tragic way. But things were as they were. And all of it came back to Damien. "Don't call here anymore," I said, though I already knew he would, and I hung up. 2/2 Joseph King