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Chapter 54 He Had A Knife

**Rosalie’s POV

The rain picked back up as Damian and I ran around the exterior of the capital. It was pouring so hard, I could hardly see where we were going, but I kept my eyes on him and forced my feet to keep moving forward.

Faltering at this point wasn’t an option. I had to keep moving for my baby’s sake and for my own.

According to the plan, we would need to get out of Mirage first.

“This way,” Damian said, and I realized he was ushering me through a small door in the ground that reminded me of the cellar we had back home. I wouldn’t have even known it was there if he hadn’t tugged it open.

The door led down a flight of stairs to a narrow tunnel. Damian pulled a flashlight out of his pocket and illuminated the stone surface. At least it wasn’t raining down here.

“Where are we going?” I asked him as we ran along.

“The tunnel ends right before the wall,” he said. “We’ll have to climb over it.”

“And then what?” I asked, my heart pounding in my ears.

“Then… we’ll have to run for a couple of hours through the woods to a cabin. I hope your wolf is fast.”

I almost stopped running. “Wolf?” I said. “I can’t shift, Damian. I’m not twenty-one yet.”

He turned and looked at me, coming to a stop. “Sh*t,” he muttered. Shaking his head, he quickly adjusted his plan based on the news. “It’s fine. I’ll carry you.” Then he turned to face down the tunnel again.

Damian was running again, and I was struggling to keep up. “What about after we get to the cottage?” I asked him.

It took Damian a few moments to respond, as if he wasn’t quite sure what the plan was after that. But he had to know, didn’t he?

“After that,” he said, “we’ll head for the shore. There’s a boat leaving tomorrow morning for Suntra. It leaves from the east port at 10:00, and we’ll be on it.”

as

Suntra. I’d never been there before, but I’d heard it was a lovely place-a place where there were all kinds of people and it was easy to get lost. “Do we have money?” I asked.

Damian nodded. “Yes, I have money,” he replied. “You don’t need to worry about anything, Rosalie. I’ll take care of you.”

looked at me, slowing his pace

his eyes, and I wanted

a ruse, and Madalynn was just trying to get

was sincere and thankful to him, perhaps he’d see how much I wanted to live-how much I wanted my baby

Damian,” I told

anything, only kept

to continue to reach out for him, to

never expected to have. Not only will my baby be assured of a life with a mother that will love him or her no matter

my eyes just thinking about it. I might’ve been intending to persuade him to spare me, but I meant

I hope that, one day, I can repay

at me for a moment again before he said, “I promise to keep

brushing my wet hair back from

the light from

Damian shouted between ripples of thunder. “We’re almost to the

up a flight of stairs and

uneven stone and should’ve been difficult for anyone to scale, but he pulled something

Damian went first, easily climbed the twenty-foot wall,

and began to pull myself up as well. When I was near the top, Damian reached down. “Give me your hand, Rosalie!” he insisted. “I’ve

could reach the top of the

job, Rosalie,” Damian said behind

were still burning, and we weren’t anywhere near

pulled the ladder up and flipped it down over the other side. I watched him as he neared the ground, and his hands slipped about halfway down. His feet hit the

fell from

what it was because it was so dark, and the rain was coming down

at his feet appeared to

A sharp one.

my head away as Damian looked up at me, instinct telling me it was better if he didn’t know that

it, I couldn’t say, but it made a cold chill pass down my

was safe as long as we were inside of the capital walls. If I started crying for help, we would be surrounded by royal guards within seconds. There would be too much evidence pointing to Madalynn, and the investigation

were far enough away

I made a perfect target sitting

knife out of my mind for the moment-after all, it made sense that he might need a knife if we were planning on running through the woods.