Offered to the Triplet Alphas

Chapter 121: Chapter 121: Brat Of A Twin

He howled in pain, dropping the syringe he’d been holding.

Chaos erupted in the room. Alarms began to blare, red lights flashing along the walls. I fought my way toward the door, biting and clawing at anyone who tried to stop me.

Once in the hallway, I shifted back to human form. Staying a wolf made it more difficult to weave in and out without getting spotted.

The shift back was even more painful, and I nearly collapsed from the effort. My vision spotted, and I had to lean against the wall to stay upright.

On my way out, I pried a t-shirt and a lab coat off of one of the unconscious technicians to cover myself. Then, I grabbed my shoes, hopping on one foot to put them on before I let the door slam closed behind me.

The hallway split into two directions. I chose left, staggering as fast as I could. Every step sent waves of pain through my stomach. I clenched my jaw, my hand reaching down to brace my lower belly.

Something was wrong with my pregnancy. With such a high dose of wolfsbane in me, I wasn’t even sure how I hadn’t already collapsed dead. Thankfully, there wasn’t any blood for now. But I didn’t dare linger for too long in fear that it would start.

I could hear shouting behind me, footsteps pounding against the floor.

Damn it. They probably had half the building looking for me.

I ducked into the first room I came across, slamming the door shut behind me.

The room was dark except for the glow of computer screens. And standing in front of one of those screens was Esther.

My eyes widened with horror when I realized that out of all the rooms, I had chosen one of the worst options.

barely even leaving the screen, “this is

that she had remotely locked it from her desk. I

across the keyboard, typing something quickly before she turned to

to escape.” Her tone was eerily casual, as if we were discussing

my eyes. “You’ve already

said with a laugh. “Your baby is still intact, isn’t it? That means the research has

Pain pulsed through my stomach at

have worn

clicked her tongue and frowned. “You’re just like your mother—a pain in the ass. I should have sent you down to meet your parents the

slap across

turned back to her computer, tapping a

had something to do with their deaths? Did you

a

my parents had gone, whether they had died or if they had

voice breaking. “My mother... I thought you were her

Esther coldly retorted. “I have given your mother what she wanted.

her life?” I squawked. “What could you have possibly offered her that would cost

time,” Esther replied smoothly, ignoring the way my jaw was practically grazing the floor at her sheer audacity. “A researcher’s time

word Esther used to rile my anger, the wider her smile

continued, “She outlived her usefulness. Her death

were the birds?” I asked, my curiosity acting as the sole thing pinning me to the ground

hated the fact that I was researching it. Quite like you, actually. Only...” Esther huffed angrily, “I didn’t expect her mate to die