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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

eyes, and I wanted to

what if this was all a ruse, and Madalynn was just

was sincere and thankful to him,

you, Damian,”

say anything,

continue to reach out for him, to plead my case for my life and my

much this means to me. You’ve given me a hope I 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 what, but I will also have a chance to live now, to spend

I might’ve been intending to persuade him to spare me, but I meant what I

hope that,

moment again before he said, “I promise to keep you safe, Rosalie, and

my wet hair

minutes before the

ripples of thunder. “We’re

Damian up a flight of stairs and through another door, back out into the pouring rain. By the time the wall came into view, my lungs were

It was made of uneven stone and should’ve been difficult for anyone to scale, but he pulled something out of his backpack and tossed it up and over

a cargo net ladder. Damian went first, easily climbed

of it and began to pull myself up as well. When I was near

his wrist, and he yanked me up so that I could reach the top of the wall. The rain continued to pummel me as I sucked

said behind

were still burning, and we weren’t anywhere near done

side. I watched him as he neared the

fell from

it was so dark, and the rain was coming down in torrents, but as the lightning lit up the sky behind him, the light

at his feet appeared

A sharp one.

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

couldn’t say, but it made a

knew I 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

once we were far enough away from the

perfect target sitting on top of the wall,

the moment-after all, it made sense that he might need a knife if we were planning on running through the woods. I grabbed hold of the rope