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Chapter 55 Ethan Again!

Almost exactly thirty minutes after our short break, I saw the cabin appear up ahead.

As we were approaching our first destination, I opened my bag to inspect Damian’s clothing. Sure enough, I found a six inch switchblade in his pocket.

I took it out and tucked it in the bottom of my bag. I didn’t want to have to use it, either, but I sure wasn’t giving it to him.

We reached the cabin, and I leapt off of Damian’s back. It wasn’t raining hard here, but we were both drenched from earlier and were exhausted.

“Thank goodness we’re here,” I said. “Are we going in?” I got Damian’s clothes out of my bag and dropped them near him. I wasn’t sure if he had shifted yet.

When I heard his voice, I knew he was getting dressed. “Yes. Let’s get changed here,” he said. “We have a car nearby, and this was just a place to hide the vehicle, a place for us to aim fo

“I see.” I walked into the cabin and found a dry towel. I heard his footsteps following.

“Let me know when you’re dressed,” I said.

I waited with my back to him for what seemed like too much time. I finally glanced over my shoulder and saw him rifling through his pockets.

My heart sank.

I didn’t want to believe that Damian was capable of harming me or my baby, but he’d just confirmed it.

“What are you doing?” I asked him.

His eyes were wide when he realized I was looking at him. “1… uh.. dropped something. Maybe it’s in your bag.”

I could tell that he was getting a little tired because his speech was slower than usual.

My eyebrows knit together. “What is it?” I asked him. “I can find it for you. I’ve got important women’s things here.”

He looked a little leery of that, as I knew he would. Men don’t like to think about feminine products. Still, he couldn’t let me find the knife and hand it over to him. “Just let me look.”

I studied his face for a moment.

He took a step toward me, and I retreated. He wasn’t as big as Ethan, but he was definitely stronger than me. He could easily overpower me, find the knife, and kill me.

Damian cocked his head to the side. He knew then that I was suspicious.

“Rosalie. I told you that you’re safe with me.”

I nodded. “I know. But I wanted to ask you, Damian- why is Madalynn doing this?”

“What do you mean?” he asked me. I saw him blink a few times, as if trying to stay focused.

I tried to keep the conversation flowing casually. “You’ve got to be exhausted from that long run. Are you sure you don’t want to take a few minutes to rest?”

He shook his head really fast, trying to wake up. “I’m fine. What do you mean, why is Madalynn doing this?”

“I mean, it doesn’t make sense, does it? Why would she want to help me? She has no reason to.”

“She doesn’t want your baby around, like she told you,” he said. “She needs your baby out of the picture so that her baby can be the heir, if she ever has one.”

“So”. why not just.. kill us?” I asked him, looking him straight in the eyes. “That seems more like something Madalynn would do.” I emphasized her name so that he knew I wasn’t accusing him of anything.

his mouth and closed

if to say

emotions bubbled to the surface. “It’s a baby, Damian. An unborn child. How could anyone ever even consider taking the life of a

answer that.,” he said firmly. “Rosalie, give me your

to be, then?”

He shrugged. “I need

to see your bag.”

even in his overly tired state, he was way faster than me. He was almost on top of me

this what you’re looking

knife, his hand clasping around my

again, hitting the wall. My head thunked against it, and pain radiated through

he said, “you’re her biggest threat, the only one who could potentially take what she has.” He looked me in the eyes. “The

trembled in horror as

he bent the

please… “I pleaded outwardly. Inwardly, however, my eyes studied him coldly, and my brain was analyzing the

hurt my child, even if that meant

fruit knife was under my long sleeve, and I was preparing

strike, however, his grip loosened,

knife closed and looked at me sincerely. “But I never, ever wanted to

seconds, and my brain was struggling

not going to kill

I could tell his eyelids

Madalynn

get the news that you’re dead.” He yawned again, struggling to stay awake. “Madalynn is just a spoiled kid.

before his eyes rolled back into his head, and he crumpled to the

the wall, letting

later, Damian

had offered him earlier had quite

a few minutes to make sure he

his pocket and found an envelope full of cash. He hadn’t lied about helping me escape otherwise

hadn’t hurt me, and without him, I would never have been able to escape from the capitol.

into the woods to locate the car. Luckily, it wasn’t

road, I finally felt my pounding heartbeat calmed down and

out of here,”

***

port early in the morning using a different route than the one that Damian had mapped

the trunk of the car and found a suitcase

did plan everything out

track me down, including him. True, he had let me go, but I still wasn’t convinced that he risked his life

me. It

I changed into my new jeans and T-shirt. By the time I put on a

I gave myself

to the port to figure

off of the sea smelled sweet and calming. The sun was already warm on my face. I lifted my head up and took a deep

was looking at me. Jolting myself out of my brief

It was probably paranoia”.

down by focusing on

planning on taking a ship to Suntra, so I went to a different ticket office, one that would have boats leaving from a different dock going to a