Amelia’s POV
“You must be thinking of Amelia,” I said. “That’s not me. I’m Jake’s sister, Annette.”
Confusion and disbelief passed over Claire’s face as she took me in. “Is this some kind of sick joke? Don’t tell me you’ve been hiding out all this time? Let me guess, you just didn’t want to raise the girls so you are putting on this entire charade.”
“I am actually Annette,” I said. “My adopted sister died and –”
“Bullshit, you are the spitting image of her. Is Stacy even sick? Or was this some kind of prank on my account. Damien always was an asshole, but to drag me up here just to wave you in front of me is low, even for him.”
“This is not a trick,” I insisted. “Stacy needs you.”
“Sure she does.” She turned to Keegan. “Get me out of here, Beta.”
Keegan didn’t move. “Alpha Damien sa
