Ran Away Pregnant Came Back Alpha Heiress Novel

Chapter 497 Chapter 497 Amelia's POV +25 Bonus I struggled to catch my breath as I leaned up. Behind me, Damien righted my pants first and then his own. The sounds of the forest were gentle, the leaves rustling, a bird singing to the morning sun. Yet the space between Damien and I was deathly quiet. He didn't say a word, and neither did 1. Instead, I searched internally, checking in with my rampaging feelings.

I'd gone through a lot already this morning, feeling the freedom of the wolf, almost losing myself to it, to then be brought back through the connection with my mate, and then to be overwhelmed by that connection to the point of unbridled lust. I didn't regret what happened. How could I? What we just did was so hot, and I wanted it so badly. I still loved Damien, still desired him so much, even if I was also still furious with him and uncertain of our future.

I was embarrassed though, particularly by how quickly I had first lost myself to nature's call and then again, as I gave in so easily to my baser sexual instincts. It turned out great, and I was physically and emotionally content with it. But that didn't stop my cheeks from heating from embarrassment. "Amelia," Damien started, and if he was about to apologize, I was just going to die. "Don't," I said. He paused a moment. Then he stood and offered me his hand. I took it and stood up also. "I was just going to say that you shouldn't feel badly about giving in to the wild," Damien said.

"That was my fault. I didn't properly warn you of how difficult it could be. I took for granted that... Well. You and your wolf are both newcomers, and have a lot of pent-up feelings. I should have better prepared you." "It's fine," I said. I supposed, in hindsight, I was glad that I could feel that freedom I had felt, however briefly, so that I knew when I was too far gone. With that knowledge, I could fight against it. Inside of me, my wolf whimpered a little in apology. I hoped she could tell that I didn't blame her. We both had gotten carried away after denying ourselves too long.

"We will keep practicing this," Damien said, then his own cheeks reddened ever so slightly. They cleared as he coughed into his hand. "I meant, your shifting... Uh... We'll practice you spending time in your wolf form so that you can better adjust." I wanted that. I wanted to be better, and with experience I knew I would learn to fight against the call of the wild. But, until I had that experience, I was nervous about what that meant for me. Wasn't I placing myself in danger every time I shifted? But how would I gain the experience if I continued to deny my wolf nature? "I'm worried," I said.

"What if next time... I don't want to become a wild wolf and lose my humanity." Damien inched closer to me, not enough to touch, but so that I could more easily feel his warmth. His eyes held mine, his determination and commitment clear in his intense focus. 1/3 "I won't let that happen to you," he said. "I will be there with you every shift to help guide you, and if you do lose your way, I will always find you and bring you back." His words and his intensity immediately calmed my worries and my fears, even more than I had hoped for - and far more than I wanted to admit.

In this moment, I felt myself drift toward him, wanting to be with him and be his. Maybe my feelings were amplified by the love making we had just finished, my heart and my body still tingling with bliss after that amazing orgasm. To cool myself against him once more, I forced myself to remember his lies. He had omitted to tell me that we had separated the past six years. He didn't tell me the truth about Claire and Stacy. Or that we had split up. About my time as Annette. Everything. Nothing. He didn't trust me to want to work through things with him.

He would have kept me in the dark if I hadn't remembered on my own. I half turned from him, facing the forest rather than him. Keeping my voice carefully neutral, I said, "This doesn't change anything between us." The inches Damien had removed between us were regained now as he took two large steps backwards. "It's been a long morning. We should get back. I have to get to work." Damien's POV I was disappointed. I wanted Amelia to forgive me, and I'd hoped this situation had brought us closer together. Yet, at the same time, I understood.

Fixing what was broken between us wasn't something that would happen in one day or in one encounter. That we were able to experience what we did was enough for me, for now. I would continue to work hard to try to prove my intentions to her, to prove that I loved her, and that I wouldn't hurt her again. Maybe in time, with consistent effort, she would believe me. For now, in our human forms, we had a long walk back to the estate. Amelia didn't say anything, and since I didn't want to make anything worse than it already was, I held my tongue as well.

We walked in uncomfortable silence back to the house. I was late for work. When I finally arrived, I saw that one of the training sessions had started. This one seemed well-attended, with even Alpha King Benedict in attendance, though he was watching rather than participating. If he was there, I decided I had better make an appearance there, and moved to the side of the Alpha headquarters building to make sure I was seen. As I did, Alpha King Benedict spotted me and we nodded at each other. He was not the only one who saw me.

Several other pack members acknowledged me with respectful head nods. Except for one man. I knew of him more than knew him. He was an accountant, I was pretty sure, named Phil. I remembered that he caught some kind of error in one of the budget reports last year. 2/3 Chapter 497 +25 Bonus He'd been calm then, even if he was passionate about his work. I'd never seen him angry - until today, right now, as he approached me like he was looking for a fight. "Alpha Damien," he said, speaking loudly like he wanted others to hear. They did, many looking over.

"What is it, Phil?" I kept calm, not willing to make assumptions about anything until I knew what he wanted. I didn't have to wait long to find out. "Alpha..." He inhaled deeply, like he was preparing himself for something earth-changing. "I want to challenge you." I blinked, certain I had misheard. "What?" "I want to challenge you, Alpha," he said again. "I... think I can win!" I blinked a few more times, trying to understand where this came from. Did he believe I was doing a bad job? Did he think he could do better?

Whatever the reason, as Alpha, I was duty-bound to accept all challenges against me, to prove my worth and maintain my Alpha role and leadership. So even confused, I had to tell Phil, "I accept your challenge." 日 Comments Support Share 3/3 Joseph King