Mated To The King’s Gamma By Jessica Hall

Chapter 37

“You are asking the impossible. How am I supposed to sneak her out?” he demands.

“She can meet us somewhere, and we can grab her on the way. Either that or I stay, Kade. I won’t leave her behind,” I tell him, snatching my phone back off him. He growls and I turn away from him, walking up the street only for him to grip my arms.

“Fine, fine. What is this plan you have?” he purrs. And I turn in his arms to look up at him. He smiles back at me. “I’m sorry, Love. I didn’t mean to upset you,” he tells me, cupping my face in his hand.

*Now tell me what you want me to do,” he says, and I smile. He was going to help me.

The breeze was cool as the day slowed down, and all the servants prepared for dinner and end-of-day tasks. Tugging the white sheets from the clothesline with Ivy, we folded them, bringing the corners together and placing them in the basket. Our interactions had been flat most of the day, and she had been quiet for most of it. I was itching to tell her that Kade agreed and I tried a few times, but then had to stop because someone was always around.

A guard, another servant, so amongst the blowing winds and the flapping sheets, I moved closer to Ivy before reaching over and dropping the pocket watch into the front pocket of Ivy’s apron. She glanced down before putting her hand in the pocket and feeling around for what it was.

“When the big hand is on the twelve and the little is on the seven, I am leaving,” I whisper as she examines it.

within earshot. Then I reached into my shirt and produced a small key from my

He had caught me and I told him I was grabbing his laundry, which seemed to get me off the hook. I drop it into her pocket before quickly retrieving

laundry door,” I whisper,

get you out. You have to be there at 7 PM sharp,” I quickly tell her while glancing around, and she nods. And for the first time in ages, I saw the sparkle back in her eyes

I smile

limits,” I tell her. Looking at the sky, the clouds are moving in dark and heavy and it was going to be one

sure he won’t tell on

and gripping her arm. “We will be free. Just not the freedom we used to long for, but actual freedom. Freedom to live,” I tell her and

Ivy says in return. Those words meaning more to us than a simple I love you. It meant I was still fighting, fighting to remain by her side

I still sucked air into my lungs each day, if it weren’t for her I would have been dead the moment I tied that noose and around

off the line and walked back through the laundry doors when something hit me and I shrieked. I rub the spot on my lower back and growl. Laughter reaches my ears, I spin spotting Peter, the stable hand boy, then I notice a rotten apple splattered at my feet that he

had a mop of blonde curly hair and was always up to mischief or making a mess any way he could. I shriek when he pelts another my way before throwing another, trying to hit him with the apples while screeching when he tosses one

apple. Peter darts behind the castle wall just as Dustin walks around. The mushy apple smacks him in the face, and he freezes on the spot, stunned for a second before wiping the mush off. I chuckle, unable to contain it while trying to muffle my laughter. Peter hid behind him before popping his head out and sticking his tongue out at me, and I pin him with a glare. Dustin wipes the mushy apple off his clothes, growling. Bits of apples