Sold AS The alpha King's Breeder

Chapter 163 An Unsuccessful Escape Attempt

**Rosalie’s POV

Although I hadn’t been planning on fleeing my makeshift prison during the battle, when Seraphine and Soren showed up to help facilitate my rescue, I knew they were right. It was time for Rowan and me to go.

But that didn’t make it any easier to actually get my feet moving and head out of the tent.

Not only was it dangerous to take the baby out there where the battle was raging on, but I’d also made Ethan a promise, and now! was breaking it. Just because Ethan lied to me before didn’t mean that it was okay for me to turn around and do the same thing to him.

However, I needed to think about what was best for me and Rowan at the moment, and that meant I needed to go while we had the opportunity.

I followed Seraphine through the woods, Rowan nestled in my arms. I didn’t have a baby carrier for him this time, so I had to make due with carrying the squirmy baby in my arms. At least he was quiet. That last thing we needed was for him to start crying and give away our location.

“We just needed to get out of the camp. Once we’re in the woods, we have friends who can help us hide our scents,” Soren

smiled.

“Friends?” | raised an eyebrow.

He shrugged, “New friends. Not rogues. Not someone from our past. I promise.”

I didn’t mean to pry to begin with, and this wasn’t the time for it either. I nodded and focused back on our escape.

Seraphine was good at leading us through the forest, taking different routes to stay away from the wolves that were all around us. Most of them were too busy fighting to be paying close attention to us, especially when they couldn’t smell us easily from afar.

The deeper into the woods we ran, the more dangerous the situation became as the fight had spread all around, and it didn’t seem like there was any way to get around it. We would have to find a way to thread our way through and hope that we could slip past without anyone detecting us.

shrub between two pine trees, jostling Rowan as I

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I saw the reason why she had stopped. Two large gray wolves were facing off in the

ground at the moment, one on top of the other, the two of them snarling as one tried desperately to get to the other’s neck and

finally managed to find a way to clamp down on the other

the other wolf

air a good sniff, he’d no doubt realize he wasn’t alone and three adult humans were huddling nearby with a bite sized morsel

though. It was almost as if she thought she could will the large gray

standing there catching his breath. In

was listening to something in the distance. A moment later, he bounded off back toward camp and was soon

sigh, and when Seraphine started running again, I followed. We continued to wind our way through the forest, looking for larger trees

fingers pinching my skin as he tried to shove his little fingers in my mouth. I grabbed hold of his hand and gently pulled

back up again, though, and I took

bracelet with a few beads on it that Ethan had given it to him. Vicky said it was something that was done as a tradition in the Drogomor pack. Almost all kids had a bracelet

and forth while I ran, I realized that bracelet might just be the last gift he ever got from his father. It might just be the only thing he ever had to

to see his father, but not under the circumstances Ethan had concocted. Thad been held against my will for far too long, and Ethan was still

how to compromise and listen to the needs of

a pine tree, and Soren and I did the same,

eventually, Seraphine decided we were in too dangerous of a position to continue to stay there. She turned and went in another direction, but quickly enough, we heard more wolves somewhere in the woods

would have to change directions again, but we were running out of places to go. Seraphine turned us around again, and this time, we were headed back the

so big now, he was heavy, and the fact that he was squirming wasn’t helping my cause.

me to carry him?” Soren asked from behind

what if something happened to Rowan because I couldn’t protect

a stranger holding him. We’d just