All Chapters of The Hidden Princess and Her Enemy Alpha: Chapter 441 - Chapter 450

Amelia’s POVDamian’s voice was sharper than normal when he turned to Nadia, his eyes searching for answers. A chill ran through me, and my muscles tightened. If Damian figured us out, I didn’t know how I would explain not telling him. ‘Good. Better that he knows now than later,’ my wolf said, and I ignored her. Nadia looked up from her open book and glared at Damian. “Damian, I need you to relax. My memory has been all over the place lately. The pregnancy symptoms are hitting me pretty hard. Lots of headaches, and I’m tired all the time.”"I don't understand how you can't remember," Damian responded. "Sometimes I can't even remember what I had for breakfast. Do you think I'm hiding something?" Nadia snapped.Damian’s frown deepened. Before he could say anything else, Julian stepped in. “Damian, you need to be patient. Nadia’s going through a lot right now, and this has been stressful on all of us.”Damian finally seemed to calm down. “Both of you are right. I’m sorry, Nadia. I did

Amelia’s POV“We’ll double your dose tonight,” Nadia said. “Just for tonight, take twice as much as usual, both times, and get to bed early.”“Is that safe? For them, I mean.”“It’s safer than the alternative. The herbs help slow down what the babies take from you. If they’re going to take more tonight, the tonic has to be stronger too. It’s the best we can do with the time we have.”That night, I drank the double dose, just like Nadia said. It tasted even worse than usual. Damian sat on my bed and watched me finish the second cup, trying not to laugh.“Don’t even start,” I warned him.“What? I didn’t say anything.”“You were about to. I can see it all over your face.”“I wish I could show you what you look like. Your face is priceless,” Damian said as he took the cup from me and offered me ice cream. “Like a kid forced to eat vegetables.”“It tastes like swamp water. Like Nadia boiled something dead in a swamp,” I said. I ate the ice cream, glad for the sweetness that finally covered

Amelia’s POV“Amelia, tell me what is going on,” Damian demanded.I opened my mouth, ready to say it was fine, but Nadia cut in before I could. "The herbs just slow things down in the beginning," she admitted, fidgeting nervously. "They don’t actually fix anything. Eventually, they’ll stop helping."Damian’s face furrowed, and he looked between all of us, staring at us in disbelief. "So you’ve all been lying to me? Is that why you kept saying she’d be okay?"‘I told you we should have told him,’ my wolf scolded. ‘Explain it to him now!’I reached for his arm, needing to close the space between us. "Damian, I just wanted to protect you. I didn’t want you to lose hope."He pulled away from me, his face hardening. "Were you protecting me, or just avoiding telling me the truth? Why didn’t you just tell me? Why make me think there was hope?"His anger faded. He just looked hurt. His shoulders slumped, and all the fight left him. "You should have told me, Amelia.”"I’m sorry," I said quietl

Damian’s POV"I’m not sure yet," Amelia said. "Nadia called Camilla last night when you were away. Camilla didn’t make any promises. She was careful. She didn’t say she could help, but she didn’t say she couldn’t either."“So what did she say?”"She told us to come as soon as we could, and said she’d do everything she could. Nadia said it twice.""That’s a good sign," I said.“You think so?”"Amelia, that’s actually really good." I turned to face her. "Camilla is old. She’s older than anyone can remember. If she didn’t know about this, she would’ve said so. She’s never sugarcoated anything for anyone. She would’ve just told you there was nothing she could do."“But she didn’t.”"She said to come now. That means she knows what’s going on." I realized I was talking faster than I meant to. "No one tells you to hurry over if they have no idea what’s happening."“She still wouldn’t promise anything.”"Of course she wouldn’t. That’s how I know she means it." I took her hand. "If Camilla had

Amelia’s POVI slept until it was dark outside.Damian woke me softly, speaking in a low voice. “We should go,” he said, gently moving a strand of hair from my face. I rubbed my eyes and followed him down a dim hallway to a room at the back of the house.A big table sat in the middle. Camilla, Dalila, and Hattie were sitting together, looking serious. Old books were piled up everywhere, some so worn out I thought they might fall apart if I touched them.Dalila looked up as we came in. “Finally awake?” she joked, but I could tell she was worried about me.“Let her have a minute,” Hattie said, sounding firm but kind. She slid a cup toward me. “Chamomile tea. You're going to need this for your nerves.""That sounds ominous," I yawned.Camilla didn’t look up from her book. “Sit down,” she said. “We need to talk, and we don’t have much time.”Damian pulled out a chair for me, and I sat next to him. "They're hoping the books will tell us something new," he murmured."Nadia told me a great d