Pregnant and Rejected by My Alpha Mate

Chapter 192

Charta 19. -Lockdoen

Selene

I’m woken by the sounds of blaring alarms, the sound so shrill and horrible | slam a pillow over my face before I can stop to consider what the sound might mean. It’s not until my bedroom door swings open and a young servant girl pokes her head in, that I lower the plush implement. She pulls me out of bed and helps me into a robe while my head spins.

An alarm. I think hopefully, that’s bad for Blaise.

And what’s bad for Blaise can only be good for us. Luna answers slyly.

“What’s happened?” I ask the girl helping me.

“We‘re going into lockdown, miss.” the young servant an swers, breaking the silence her station usually demands.

“What do you mean, lockdown?” | question, “What’s hap pened?”

“I don’t know, I’ve never heard the alarms go off before, but the Alpha’s orders were unequivocal. The entire above ground is locking down, so it can’t be a fire or flood.” She rea sons, her voice hoarse from lack of use.

“Did you speak to him yourself?” | ask, trying to figure out exactly what’s going on. If it’s just a lockdown and he doesn’t know where I am, I might be able to get away. But if she was specifically sent to retrieve me, I probably can’t escape with out endangering her.

com “No.” She shakes her head, “This is just standard proce

dure. I’m taking you to one of the safe rooms.”

“Wait!” I cry, pulling her to a stop. “What’s your name?”

The girl replies

making a break for the dungeons. If the city is on lock down all the guards will be called away to help, and I’m always strongest first

don’t understand.” Clara

a nightmare and I have to get out of here before it’s too late.” I declare, “I don’t want to get you in trouble and I don’t know what you might risk by running, but | want to give you the chance to escape with me –

to escape?” She repeats,

guarantee Blaise and his guards are more distracted than they’ll ever be. So yes, I’m going to try.”

I can’t.” Clara whimpers, “I have a

.

beg, tak ing her by the

but you can’t go out there!”

jeans, a black top and flats. “Please, promise me you won’t tell them where l’ ve gone. You never saw me.” | state

of limp, her jaw slackens, and she

I praise, dashing

of the many secret passageways lining the Pack House for emer gencies, but Blaise hasn’t trusted me enough to tell me about any such precautions in his mansion, so I dart down the halls, hugging the walls and praying I

also painfully aware that my scent is leaving a trail behind me and anyone seeking to find me will be able

I’d like to, but I know the southern wing has multiple exits, and I have to assume that most of Blaise’s security force have gone to the guard house beside the front courtyard. I have to pause at every other corner I reach, waiting for neat rows of march ing

presence in the dim light of early morning and blinding the few guards I do encounter. The rising sun blinds me when I fi nally break out into the fresh air, feeling a rush of exhilaration to think I’m finally out of the Alpha’s palace. It almost feels too easy, but I can’t stop to overthink it now – I have

Someone is attacking the Calypso leadership, and I doubt it’s another pack. I feel a brief moment of hesitation as I worry I

as I yelp in surprise. Struggling to escape the

ing their throat, my eyes going wide as’l see a line of guards circling myself and my captor. There at their center, is Blaise, watching me with the sort

sure I’m going to be sick. No. I think desperately, no, no, no. He can’t

But clearly he can.

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