All Chapters of Married to Him, Saved by his Brother: Chapter 71 - Chapter 80

Amelia's POV I sat as straight as a needle on the leather couch in Lucas's study, holding on to a warm mug between my hands. The heat of the tea was helping to steady the faint trembling that kept coming to my body. I knew it was my tumor, but I couldn't worry about that right now. My eyes were glued to the wide television screen mounted on the wall across from me, watching the bottom news ticker roll past over and over.A creaking noise from the door made me look up briefly. Lucas walked into the study, wiping a dark towel across his neck. He was sweating heavily and wearing a light gray tank top and matching sweatpants. He had just finished an intense morning training session with some of the pack wolves in the downstairs gym."Hey," He stopped near the arm of the couch, looking down at me with an amused look in his eyes. "Staring at that screen for hours isn't going to make the broadcast happen any faster."I rolled my eyes at him, letting out a small huff. "It's almost eight o'cl

Damian's POV I walked through the double doors of AstraNova while the sky outside was still pitch black. It was barely five in the morning. None of the employees had clocked in yet, and the corridors were dead silent. I had been arriving at this ungodly hour for three days in a row now. It was the only way I could walk into my own company without enduring the whispers and the sidelong glances from my own staff. I stepped into my private office, closing the door behind me, and sat down at the large desk. Then I booted up my laptop and searched up the local news sites once again. Every major outlet had the same story pinned to their front page: Harlan and Lydia Crosswyn were being dragged through the mud. Pictures of their frozen assets, and live footage of reporters swarming their front gate were everywhere. Their public humiliation was crazy. Suddenly, the landline phone on my desk began to ring.. "Fucking hell," I muttered, glaring at the flashing buttons. I didn't even need to

Lucas' POV My father's eyes widened, but he didn't look shocked. He was simply caught off guard. Like he wasn't expecting her to actually say that out loud. Almost as if on cue, Damian moved closer to her, while I just stayed rooted to the spot, trying to digest the news.My mother glanced around at all three of us, looking like a bird trapped in a cage. "I... that wasn't..."My father immediately began to growl as his wolf threatened to burst out. I watched in shock as my mother shrank away from him.He still didn't look shocked to hear her say that. He was simply reacting that way because he seemed to have expected her to bury the secret for the rest of her life.“Mother, what do you mean by that?” Damian asked, expecting her to say it just slipped and it definitely wasn't the truth."Damian, please…""Talk, Mother!" He bellowed.But I just stood in that same spot, feeling my heart sink at the drama unfolding in front of me, even though I never had a single expectation for these pe

Amelia's POV The elder at the head of the table raised his hands, motioning for quiet. "Amelia, please. We understand your anger, but we must find a way to mediate these matters. We need to create a temporary sort of peace so this pack does not tear itself apart from the inside."I stayed quiet, and he took that as a cue to continue."Perhaps things would be better if we ate first," the elder said, making a gesture toward the kitchen doors. "Let us eat, and then we can address these topics."A low chorus of agreement echoed around the room.Right on cue, the doors of the kitchen opened, and a line of maids hurried in carrying large silver trays. I spotted Serena amongst them, who smiled at me as we made eye contact. I returned her smile, making a mental note to talk to her later. Delicious aromas filled the air as plates of roasted meats, seasoned vegetables and fresh bread were placed down in front of us.A plate was served to me, and I picked up my fork and began to eat. Around me,

Amelia's POVThe morning after the dinner was just as chaotic as the dinner itself. I paced back and forth in the narrow waiting hallway of the pack hospital, my arms folded tightly across my chest. Every few seconds, I stopped to stare through the small glass window of the emergency room doors, trying to catch a glimpse of the nurses moving inside. Guilt was eating me alive, suffocating me from inside. I couldn't stop thinking about how Serena had stepped in front of a splash of poisoned wine meant for me. She had saved my life.Lucas was standing in front of me, his hands resting on my shoulders. "Amelia, would you please sit down. You've been on your feet for hours.""I can't sit, Lucas!" I said, my voice rising slightly. My skin felt like it was suddenly on fire as a hot flash searing through me from the base of my neck to my temples. I pulled my arms out of his grip, taking a step back as sweat broke out across my forehead."Hey, calm down," Lucas said gently, reaching for me ag