Sold As The Alpha King’s Breeder Chapter 54


    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.


    ording to the n, 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 cer 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 shlight 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,ing to a stop. “Sh*t,” he muttered. Shaking his head, he quickly


    adjusted his n 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 n 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.”


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    Suntra. I’d never been there before, but I’d heard it was a lovely ce-a ce 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.”


    He turned and looked at me, slowing his pace slightly.


    I met his eyes, and I wanted to believe him.


    But what if this was all a ruse, and Madalynn was just trying to get rid of me-and my baby?


    So far, Damian had proven himself to be on my side. If I was sincere and thankful to him, perhaps he’d


    see how much I wanted to live-how much I wanted my baby to live.


    “Thank you, Damian,” I told him.


    He didn’t say anything, only kept running.


    I feltpelled to continue to reach out for him, to plead my case for my life and my child’s.


    I continued, “I can’t express to you just how much this means to me. You’ve given me a hope I 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 what, but I will also have a chance to live now, to spend time with my child.”


    Tears filled my eyes just thinking about it. I might’ve been intending to persuade him to spare me, but I


    meant what I was saying.


    “You’re a kind, brave soul, Damian. And I hope that, one day, I can repay your kindness.”


    He sighed and turned to look at me for a moment again before he said, “I promise to keep you safe,


    Rosalie, and to never hurt you.”


    “Thank you,” I said quietly, brushing my wet hair back from my eyes.


    We ran on for a few more minutes before the light from the shlightnded on another flight of stairs.


    “Come on,” Damian shouted between ripples of thunder. “We’re almost to the wall.”


    I knew that 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 time the


    wall came into view, my lungs were burning.


    Damian reached the wall before me. It was made of uneven stone and should’ve been difficult for


    anyone to scale, but he pulled something out of his backpack and tossed it up and over the top of the


    wall.


    It was a cargodder. Damian went first, easily climbed the twenty-foot wall, then waited for me.


    With a deep breath, I grabbed hold of 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. “I’ve got you!”


    I reached up and took hold of his wrist, and he yanked me up so that I could reach the top of the wall.


    The rain continued to pummel me as I sucked in air, so d to be this close to freedom.


    “Great job, Rosalie,” Damian said behind me. “Great job.”


    My lungs were still burning, and we weren’t anywhere near done with our journey.


    Damian pulled thedder up and flipped it down over the other side. I watched him as he neared the


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


    okay.


    Something fell from his pocket.


    I couldn’t quite make out what it was because it was so dark, and the rain wasing down in torrents,


    but as the lightning lit up the sky behind him, the light caught a glint of metal.


    The object at his feet appeared to be a knife


    A sharp one.


    I turned my head away as Damian looked up at me, instinct telling me it was better if he didn’t know


    that I had seen the weapon.


    Why he had it, I couldn’t say, but it made a cold chill pass down my spine.


    I knew I was safe as long as we were inside of the capital walls. If I started crying for help, we would be


    surrounded by royal guards within seconds. There would be too much evidence pointing to Madalynn,


    and the investigation would dy their wedding.


    But once we were far enough away from the capital…


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    “Rosalie,e on!” Damian shouted, and I realized I made a perfect target sitting on top of the wall,


    especially with the lightning illuminating my position.


    I put the knife out of my mind for the moment-after all, it made sense that he might need a knife if we


    were nning on running through the woods. I grabbed hold of the ropedder and moved my way


    down.


    Worst-case scenario. he wasn’t the only one who had a knife.


    When I was more than halfway down, I felt Damian’s strong hands on my sides, lowering me. My feet


    hit the soft, muddy ground, and I took a deep breath.


    I was on the other side of the wall.


    We were out of the capital.


    Which probably meant I was in more danger than ever.


    I needed toe up with a n to protect myself against the man who’d just promised to keep me


    safe.


    Damian pulled the rope down and said, “Let’s go!”


    He shifted into his wolf form, which would help us to go a lot faster than we could on foot. I gathered up


    his clothes and put them in my bag so he’d have themter.


    Once he had changed into arge, dark-colored wolf, he gestured for me to climb onto his back. I


    nodded and did as he instructed. I had no other choice.


    ncing at my watch, I saw that it was 8:27. We’d be at the cabin in the woods by about 10:30.


    As he ran through the rain, entering the forest, I reminded myself that I was doing this for my baby. I


    needed my child to be safe, and I needed to know that I would be there to take care of this precious


    life.


    “Oooowhooo-”


    A desperate howl pierced through the stormy night. It was so painful that I felt like I was being stabbed


    through the heart.


    I had a feeling that those in the capital city had already found out I was missing, but I couldn’t bring


    myself to specte whose howl that was. It didn’t matter. Vicky, Talon, or.. Ethan. It didn’t matter.


    “They found out!” I eximed to Damian. He didn’t respond, but I felt him speed up.


    I rode on Damian’s back as he flew between the trees. He was athletic, but in the storm, he


    asionally tripped over an exposed root, and I found myself catching my hand on rough bark or


    grabbing hold of a branch to keep from falling. Mud sshed up to cover my pant legs, but at least the


    canopy of the trees gave us some shelter from the rain,


    He ran for about an hour and a half before I finally insisted that he stop. “Damian,” | said. “You need to


    take a break. I have some water.” It was in my hand and had been for thest several minutes.


    It didn’t take much to persuade him. He stopped, and I slid off.


    “Don’t bother to shift,” I told him. “I’ll pour it into your mouth.”


    He looked thankful as I opened the bottle, careful not to reveal the seal had already been broken, and


    emptied all of the contents into his mouth.


    Once he’d caught his breath, I climbed back on, and we continued our run towards the cabin.