Page 188 of Rogue Alpha Prince
If we even… keep it.
No, of course, I’ll keep you,I think while patting my grumbling stomach.
I furrow my brows and cringe at myself for that weird but also most natural gesture.
No, I can’t take it anymore. All the what-ifs, scares, dreams, and Cain’s not known opinions, and decisions to make, both small and great, and things to do after all the decisions will be made.
I don’t think either one of us is ready for it to happen so quickly. To be completely honest with myself I’ve never lost hope to find a loophole to not have any Rogue King’s grandchildren at all.
The mere thought of the guy makes me shiver with disgust. He wants me to raise a full bunch of Cain’s babies—only for him to command them to kill each other when they areripeenough for senseless carnage.
Oh, how I didn’t want these poor pups to ever exist. But it’s too late. I’m not sure how it even happened. We tried to be safe…
I have to find Cain.
I have to talk to him, fight with him, discuss, have sex, and fight again and again until I feel myself, normal and calm and worthy… or insecure and confused - I don’t even care, as long as he’s by my side.
My true mate.
I silently swear under my breath when I have to civilly sit at the dinner table after bumping into Beta Lucifer on my way down.
Thank Goddess my stomach grumbled again at that time and he let me at least that.Let me… I want to scoff at this thought. But I don’t want to get him angry by disobeying. Not until I gather some information first.
Claudia is telling one of her colleagues how regular humans act so I look around. Wait a second…
All the warriors, not just Officers, are missing at this point.
“What the fuck is going on, where’s Cain?” I hiss at Beta who angrily loads my bowl with some vegetable soup. “And stop putting that negative energy into my food!”
“Eat,” he hisses back, pushing the bowl in front of me.
Claudia says goodnight to her friend, and uncomfortable silence starts surrounding us.
I discreetly look around again. Everyone is either a servant or a prostitute. No one is laughing, no one is fucking, and as far as I know, coming back didn’t take any stress off of Beta’s shoulders.
“I just want to know where he is,” I say, tasting the soup.
It lacks flavor, but I’m not commenting on it in case it’s just pregnancy hormones. Or is it too early for that? Fuck, I barely know anything useful about making a new person in your body.
“He told you where he is, Luna,” Beta tries to dismiss me again.
I narrow my eyes at Claudia, who looks down as soon as he says that.
“I’m supposed to believe he went to his mom with his whole army?”
“Can’t you just wait and behave until he’s back?” Beta hisses at me again and then looks at his phone.
He’s got a message, but I can’t read it from this angle.
I try anyway.
“What is it?” Claudia asks me worriedly when I scrunch my face in dull chest pain.
Something is wrong, like maybe…
I look down under my dress but there is nothing there except my grandmother's pendant and when I think about it, I feel completely fine.
The dull stabbing pains start appearing all around my torso, but at the same time, they are not there, or they are not mine…
