Sould As The Alpha King's Breeder

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.”

turned and looked at me,

and I wanted to believe

and Madalynn was

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

you, Damian,” I told

say anything, only kept

out for him, to plead my case for my life

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

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

brave soul, Damian. And I hope that, one day, I

sighed and turned to look at me for a moment again before he said, “I

you,” I said quietly, brushing my wet hair

for a few more minutes before the

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

we couldn’t possibly have more than a few minutes’ head start on the guards. I followed Damian up a flight of stairs and through another door, back out into the pouring rain. By the

to scale, but he pulled something out of his backpack and tossed

a cargo net ladder. Damian went first, easily climbed the twenty-foot wall,

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

reach the top of the wall. The rain continued to pummel me as I sucked in air, so glad to be this close

Damian said behind me. “Great

and we weren’t anywhere near done with

he neared the ground, and his hands slipped about halfway down. His feet hit the ground, jarring him, but

from his

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

object at his feet

A sharp one.

looked up at me, instinct telling me

he had it, I couldn’t say, but it made a

started crying for help, we would be surrounded by royal guards within seconds. There would be too much evidence pointing

we were far

realized I made a perfect target sitting on top of the wall, especially with

mind for 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 ladder and moved my