Does Amelia Relapse Novels & Stories

Naoh explained. "I will try my best to get stable for now,the doctor said she have to keep using her drugs for sometimes because of the trauma"Amelia said. "It's okay baby don't think about it too much I will pick kinky after school and come pick you after work too" Naoh repiled. "Thanks"Amelia said. "Oh please and stop being moody,you don't look cute when you're all been serious after all the deed is already done we just have to make things right"Naoh repiled.

No one expected me to come back to the office after the stunt that I have pulled last time. I was stopped at Jason's cabin door by Charlie. He looked surprised seeing me. "Amelia, Mr.Brown isn't here. He is in the conference room. You can wait here." He gestured to Jason's office. I turned around to the conference room. I heard Charlie shouting my name behind me. Cynthia stopped me in my tracks asking me. "Amelia, what are you doing here? I thought you left working here." "Don't you know Cynthia, she came back to plead with Mr.Brown for her job, too bad we thought she left for good." Paige scoffed leaning back on the table and crossed her legs giving me a mean look.

Angrily taking a sip of my drink and slamming it onto the table, ever since our little encounter at Abia's place I haven't been myself. I basically sit around all day and drown myself in alcohol while he is busy spending time and having a nice time with his mate. The moment I met Amelia, I cut her scent and immediately thought to myself that she could be the mate he had long searched for, But my suspicions were confirmed when we were in that forest, and the mist attacked her, and nothing happened.

Amelia's POV… I opened my eyes a few seconds after that and lowered my hands. She was lying on the floor in human form and was breathing rapidly. I quickly rushed to her. “Jaxen?" I shook her gently. “Are you okay?" I asked as she opened her eyes slowly. “What happened?" She groaned. “You don't remember?" I asked and she shook her head. “It's not important now," I said in urgency. “We should go," “Wait Amelia," she held my hand. “Did I hurt you?" She asked.

I saw her sitting on the bed as she was reading some kind of book which I wasn’t paying attention to. She smiled as I walked in. I sat down at the edge of the bed, not knowing how to begin. “Amelia...Amelia has been acting weird these days, what’s going on?” I asked as she drifted from the bed, as she stared at me she began to umm what I told her to tell me the truth she nodded her head before she cleared her throat. “Amelia….Amelia, she’s tired of all these things, her life has changed for the worse. She just wants her life back, that’s all.”

Lucy said, her eyes studying Amelia closely, searching for any cracks in her facade. "Thanks," Amelia responded, turning her back to Lucy, signaling the end of the conversation. She took a deep breath, steadying herself as she focused on her tasks, trying to push through the physical and emotional turmoil she was enduring. The day's challenges were just beginning, and she needed to gather all her strength to face them. Lucy left Amelia's office, her curiosity burning brightly. She knew something was off and was determined to get to the bottom of it. Back in her office, she quickly dialed Cora's number, eager to share her suspicions.

I laughed quietly, though there was no humour in it. "It did not matter." My throat tightened at the memories. "She would make progress for a week. Sometimes even a month. She would seem brighter, more present. Then she would find another way to get high. Another supplier. Another excuse. The cycle repeated until it wore us both down." I looked at Amelia. "You cannot force someone to heal when the person they have become is built around surviving pain. Every attempt I made only reminded her of what she had lost." She wiped another tear from her cheek.

Wasn’t I the same person that rejected the same girl over and over again for her sister even after getting her pregnant? So what makes us different from Brian? The answer is, there is no difference between us, the only difference is that we hid our hideousness well, making us hypocrites unlike Brian who openly showed his ugliness. It's a few hours after the meeting ended and Amelia disappeared after shocking a room full of alpha males. She didn’t say where she was going or when she would be back which I am not surprised given I lost that right as her mate seven years ago when I kept rejecting her and her love for me so all I can do for now is to wait for her.

She quickly took it off, then saw its color was purple. Amelia now clearly realized. She had somehow gone back to when she was 10, the exact same day when she first met Ian. Adam once specifically described her outfit to her. Did someone use the Moon Goddess’s relic again?! Or was there something wrong with the universe?! Amelia felt panicked at that moment. But she soon calmed herself down. She had grown strong now and she had already known what kind of trash Ian actually was. Even if she was sent back again, she would never let him manipulate her.

Amelia just stabbed him. “Go.” “No. Not until you get help.” “Go. Just fucking go!” He pushed me by my arm. “Ryden!” Zarah arrived. “Oh, Goddess! What have you done?” “That’s not me. It’s Amelia. She’s influenced by a drug called Imperium. Don’t let him die, Zarah!” I ran outside and followed Amelia’s scent. “Ren, Nora, come with me!” Amelia was heading towards the beach. “Amelia, stop!”