Pregnant And Rejected

Chapter 148 Prison Break

Frederic’s POV

Bloody typical.

I leave the house for a few measly hours and the dumb bitch goes and gets herself caught and at a nail salon no less. Of all the stupid, thoughtless things to do! I swear, I could strangle the woman.

It doesn’t take me long to find her. I know they wouldn’t take her to the pack house, and while they might want to lock her up, the idiots are too noble to completely bypass the system. They’ll take her to the enforcement headquarters to interrogate. They won’t actually lock her into a jail cell until they have something with which to charge her.

I know my mother isn’t foolish enough to tell them anything intentionally, but I need to get to her before they trick her into revealing some detail of my plans. Clearly I’ve been overestimating her intelligence if she let herself get caught this easily.

I watch the headquarter’s entrance until I see the betas leaving for the night, then wait for the night shift to fully take over. There are fewer people around after hours: fewer guards, fewer enforcers and investigators, fewer people to watch the security feeds.

I consider any number of operations, but in the end I decide to go with chaos over precision. I’ve already located her cell by hacking the security feed, I just need to distract the men and women standing guard. It will make for a better story in the morning papers anyway – one I’ Il make sure gets printed.

I cut the power to the building remotely, simultaneously unlocking all the cells so that the enforcers will have their hands full with escaping detainees. Slipping in a side door, I steal a custodian’s uniform from one of the supply closets, along with a bucket and mop to push around as part of my disguise.

Pulling the cap down low over my eyes, I slip through the blackened hallways with ease, listening to people shout and tussle. It must have been a busy day, with lots of arrests and therefore lots of perpetrators to fill the holding cells.

Perfect.

Luck is on my side, I only have to knock out three enforcers before I find my mother, trying to slink out of the building unnoticed, and failing miserably. There are two enforcers on her tail, and she doesn’t even seem to notice. Rolling my eyes, I dispatch the men quickly, before snagging my mother by the scruff of her neck and pulling her out of the building amidst blaring alarms.

She tries to explain on the drive home, blathering excuses and promising me over and over that she didn’t tell them anything. Yet her words fall on deaf ears. I’m sick and tired of her mistakes, and I’m done listening to excuses.

When we get back to the house, I bodily drag her down to the basement, throwing her in the small, damp room without mercy. “Until you learn how to follow orders, I can’t trust you to be off leash.” I decide ruthlessly, hardening myself to her horrified expression. “You’ll stay here until I decide you’ve learned your lesson.

“You can’t do this to me! I’m your mother!” She cries, as if I don’t know.

had your chance.” I decree, slamming

the wood, followed by the pounding of her weak, ineffectual fists. “Please Frederic! Without

years you insisted you were helping me,

Selene’s POV

to get me out of here.” I beg Drake, clutching his arm with

He placates me, gently detaching my grip. “You know that

near tears. I’m going crazy being trapped in

you put on a few pounds.” Drake

be on bed rest at home!” I argue, “why do I have

the clock care.” Drake reasons, “you have

help her

and pushing out my lower lip in a dramatic pout. “Please,

don’t know if that’s a

pleading expression and his arm

to do what i think Bastien would want. I’m trying to put myself in his shoes and make the same

saying you’d ignore your mate’s wishes, separate her from her pup and

just being dramatic,”

pregnant.” I sniff,

“She would be less stressed if she was home with Lila, It isn’t good for her mental health to be in this environment,

“I’ll go crazy if I stay

My friend

think you‘re forgetting I’d also be easier to keep safe in

hospital has cameras in every last hall and requires key card entry to this wing, whereas your

hands up, I revert to complaining about matters of principle, rather than trying to convince the stubborn man about logic. “How is this fair anyway? You aren’t

world. But okay, I’ll talk, just talk to Dr Kane, I’m not making any promises here.