Pregnant And Rejected

Pregnant And Rejected By My Alpha Mate By Caroline Above Chapter 193

Charta 19.3 -Lockdoen

Selene

I’m woken by the sounds of blaring alarms, the sound so shrill and horrible | slam a pillow over my face before I can stop to consider what the sound might mean. It’s not until my bedroom door swings open and a young servant girl pokes her head in, that I lower the plush implement. She pulls me out of bed and helps me into a robe while my head spins.

An alarm. I think hopefully, that’s bad for Blaise.

And what’s bad for Blaise can only be good for us. Luna answers slyly.

“What’s happened?” I ask the girl helping me.

“We‘re going into lockdown, miss.” the young servant an swers, breaking the silence her station usually demands.

“What do you mean, lockdown?” | question, “What’s hap pened?”

“I don’t know, I’ve never heard the alarms go off before, but the Alpha’s orders were unequivocal. The entire above ground is locking down, so it can’t be a fire or flood.” She rea sons, her voice hoarse from lack of use.

“Did you speak to him yourself?” | ask, trying to figure out exactly what’s going on. If it’s just a lockdown and he doesn’t know where I am, I might be able to get away. But if she was specifically sent to retrieve me, I probably can’t escape with out endangering her.

com “No.” She shakes her head, “This is just standard proce

dure. I’m taking you to one of the safe rooms.”

“Wait!” I cry, pulling her to a stop. “What’s your name?”

girl

ining making a break for the dungeons. If the city is on lock down all the guards will be called away to help, and I’m always strongest first thing in the morning. This could be my chance to free myself,

understand.” Clara murmurs

city is a nightmare and I have to get out of here before it’s too late.” I declare, “I don’t want to get you in trouble and I don’t know what you

going to escape?” She repeats,

on right now, but I guarantee Blaise and his guards are more distracted than they’ll ever be. So yes, I’m going to try.” I

whimpers, “I have

start.” I beg, tak ing her by the shoulders. “Do

can’t go out there!” She

flats. “Please, promise me you won’t tell them where l’ ve gone. You

limp, her jaw slackens, and she repeats, “I never

dashing out of the

passageways lining the Pack House for emer gencies, but Blaise hasn’t trusted me enough to tell me about any such precautions in his mansion, so I dart down the halls, hugging the walls and praying I don’t encounter any

but I’m also painfully aware that my scent is

I know the southern wing has multiple exits, and I have to assume that most of Blaise’s security force have gone to the guard house beside the front courtyard. I have to pause at every other corner I reach, waiting for neat rows of march ing sentries to pass by before I continue

encounter. The rising sun blinds me when I fi nally break out into the fresh air, feeling

as I worry I might be mistaken for one of Blaise’s devoted followers and make my self a target, but I don’t have time to waste. I run towards the park for all I’m worth,

when something or someone huge grabs me from behind, lifting my feet off the ground as I yelp in surprise. Struggling to escape the man holding me, I kick and claw and his beefy arms, so preoccupied with getting away that I’m not even paying attention

guards circling myself and my captor. There at their center,

feel sure I’m going to be sick. No. I

But clearly he can.

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