Does Amelia Shepherd Die Novels & Stories

Despite her struggles, she remained caught by the siren, who was now beginning to bite her arm, drawing blood that bubbled towards the surface. It was at that moment that Amelia realized that she was going to die and all she could see were the faces of those she loved flashing across her mind. Closing her eyes, she let the faces of her travelling companions flash one by one, followed by her roommates from the monastery, and then finally, Clarence's smiling face. She would never again see these faces. She would be dying with the regret of not telling each and every one of them her deepest secret. Opening her mouth, Amelia let water invade her mouth and lungs as consciousness slowly began to f

she said, raising the gun to his head, but before she could pull the trigger, the door opened and she lowered the gun. It was Ken. She walked toward him. “Is there a problem?" she asked when they got out of the room. “Lucas just called. Xavier is awake" Amelia's heart leaped for joy. She handed the gun to Ken. “I want him dead before my husband comes back" Without waiting for anything, Amelia left. She rushed to her room to take a quick shower and she left the house. Her heart was filled with so much joy that Martin's plans didn't work.

Edward was talking to Geri but all Geri could see was the movement of his lips and could not get a single word. Amelia was badly wounded from the touch of death, her right hand was decaying and she tried to escape as fast as she could before the queen could get up, the scream was not enough to finish her, she knew it and she had just used it to distract her, she needed a way better plan and stronger power to put her down. Amelia is running as fast as she can, looking behind her hoping not to see her. She tries using her power to fly but she is unable, all she can do is run and hide, hiding was her last option because it only prolonged her time of death but she knew she was out of time. The s

Then she looked up at me, worry staining those pretty wide eyes. “How did this…” she trailed off, her attention going to the gruesome scene of the fool who was going to bleed his eyes out. Then just like that, she let my hand go and marched up to the scene. “God, I have so many questions for you, but let's start with WHY you decided to walk into the sacred pack house and attack the Alpha Prince!” Amelia yelled as soon as she got to the screaming fool. “Does that even matter now? He's already gotten his karma on the spot!” Damian yelled in irritation and I just watched in amusement, knowing that Amelia wouldn't just let him go with that snide comment of his.

“Is it true?” Damien didn’t turn around. “Yes.” “Is she…” “She’s alive,” he interrupted, his tone hard. “Barely.” Amelia took a deep breath, setting a folder on the table. “I know you’re angry, but…” “Angry?” Damien turned to face her, his eyes burning. “Amelia, she almost died! Someone broke into her home and beat her until she couldn’t move. That’s not random that’s a warning.” Amelia frowned. “A warning from who?”

She mumbled heading out. I nodded absentmindedly and went to pour myself a drink. It wasn't long after that I smelt her. ‘Mate’ my wolf growled in my head. Now, that is something I was expecting. Who would have thought that my mate will apply for the job? When they walked in, I went to sit enjoying the look on her face when she saw me. “This is the person you'll be babysitting.” Aunt Mae said. Amelia's face paled, I could tell she was recalling how she slapped me yesterday. My lips curled up in a faint smile. Oh, this day just went from super boring to interesting. After sending Amelia out of the room, I sent Mae a message through the mind link.

“Amelia is at the academy. You said she wouldn’t be home for two weeks. You said she was in the northern mountains, out of reach.” Dominic’s voice was frighteningly quiet, the kind of quiet that came before a storm. “She shouldn’t be. I received confirmation this morning that she was still there. I spoke to the head trainer myself.” Her heart hammered violently. On the dark screen, a new message suddenly appeared in stark white letters, superimposed over the black. TOMORROW, SHE DIES.

“Yes, my love, it is me.” She tried to sit up, and I helped her up, plopping the pillows to grant her more support. I took the glass of water by the bedside and brought it to her lips. She drank hungrily and drowned the glass in a little fewer than four gulps. I sat beside her on the bed as she placed her head on my shoulder. She said, “Is he really gone? Is my Xavier really dead?” Amelia began to sob softly as I wrapped my arms around her as she buried her face in my shirt. Holding her that way made my wound hurt, but the pain was nothing compared to what Amelia must be going through.

And she saw all of his fingernails gone. “Leave her alone. She didn’t have anything to do with this.” Leo yelled. “She delivered the lethal dose of poison to Meadow that caused her to have a heart attack.” “I thought her mate would be more upset about her death.” Amelia said. And I looked at her confused before smirking at her. “She’s not dead, you bimbo. You had one job and you couldn’t even get that right.” I said. “What?” She asked. “She’s not dead. She pulled through. They got a regular heart beat back.” I said.

The doctors watched her carefully, confusion written across their faces. “Doctor Cassia, please…” Amelia stopped beside the bed and stared at Aiden. Her chest rose and fell heavily as she looked at him. “He’s not dead,” she whispered. The ward fell silent. One of the doctors stepped toward her. “Doctor Cassia, I’m sorry, but—” “He’s not dead!” Amelia suddenly screamed, her voice cracking as fresh tears streamed down her face. The doctor froze. Amelia shook her head again, staring at Aiden as though refusing to let reality settle into her mind. “He can’t be dead.”