Todos os capítulos de Carrying The Alpha's Child: Capítulo 141 - Capítulo 150

Lucas's phone buzzed in his hand, and he answered it immediately, his voice raw with anxiety. “Where are you?” his friend asked, the urgency in his tone a mirror of Lucas’s own panic.“I’m still at the park,” Lucas managed, glancing around helplessly. “Fuck Declan she's gone” His voice cracked with the weight of those words, the sheer terror of not knowing where Bella was.“Stay there. I’m coming with the police.”Lucas lowered his phone and stared at the cracked screen of Bella’s phone, his knuckles white as he gripped it. His heart pounded in his chest, each beat thundering in his ears. The park around him felt like a blur of distorted colors and sounds, none of it registering fully. All that mattered was Bella. Where was she? What had happened to her?Minutes felt like hours as he paced back and forth, running his hands through his hair, his mind spinning with fear. He could feel himself unraveling. It was like being trapped in a nightmare he couldn’t wake from, his chest tighten

The sound of muffled voices filled the cold, abandoned room, and she could tell the kidnappers had moved to another space. Her mind raced, searching for a way out, but her body was weak, and the ropes binding her wrists and legs felt impossible to break free from. The voices grew louder, and Bella could make out the distinct tones of a man and a woman arguing. Her heart pounded as she tried to focus on their words, knowing that whatever they were discussing was about her."I’m telling you, we need to end this now!" the man’s harsh voice echoed through the empty building, sharp and full of impatience. “This whole thing has gotten way out of control. We didn’t sign up for this!”Bella’s pulse quickened, and her stomach knotted in fear. The man’s words sent a shiver down her spine. End this? Did he mean... her?"You can’t be serious!" the woman’s voice responded, her tone defensive "We are not killing a pregnant woman, no matter what happens. I never agreed to that."The sound of their

The police had just left, and Lucas stood in the middle of his office, his hands trembling. They told him it was a case of kidnapping, and that they were doing everything they could to track down the perpetrators. If he got a call for ransom, they said, he was to inform them immediately. But that wasn’t what terrified him the most. It was the silence. The sheer absence of any call. Any information. Bella was gone. His phone had been lying motionless on his desk for hours, as if mocking him with its silence. The wait was suffocating him, and his mind was spiraling.He ran a hand through his hair, pacing back and forth in his office, trying to keep his thoughts from going to the darkest places. But no matter how much he tried to stay calm, he was losing control. His heart was pounding wildly, his body restless, desperate for any shred of information. Where is she? What are they doing to her?*Lucas's eyes scanned the room, landing on Bella’s small, soft belongings she’d left behind in

Bella struggled as rough hands dragged her out of the dark, cold room where she had been tied up for hours of many days. Her body ached, her muscles sore from being forced into uncomfortable positions. She couldn’t see much through, but she knew they were taking her somewhere. Her mouth was still tied up, the gag tight and suffocating, cutting off her ability to scream or plead for mercy. Her heart raced in her chest, panic flooding her system. They were moving her. She didn’t know where they were taking her or what they were planning to do, but she knew she had to get out of this.I can’t die. I can’t die.Her thoughts circled around that desperate plea as they shoved her out of the building and into the open air. She blinked against the sudden brightness, her vision blurry, as they forced her toward a waiting car. Every fiber of her being screamed at her to fight back, but her arms were tied, her legs weak from the long hours of captivity.As they pushed her into the backseat of

The next day, Lucas sat at his desk, his head pounding from the lack of sleep. His office felt stifling, the air heavy with tension. The events of the previous night haunted him. His mind raced with every possibility—every horrific scenario of what could be happening to Bella. Every lead had come up empty, and he was growing desperate.Just as he was about to dial the police for another update, his office door creaked open. He looked up, and his stomach twisted at the sight of Ava standing there, a look of concern plastered across her face."Lucas," she said softly, stepping inside without waiting for permission. "I heard what happened... about Bella. Are you okay?"He forced himself to remain calm, his knuckles white as he gripped the armrests of his chair. It took everything in him not to lash out, not to confront her right there and then. He had suspected Ava ever since the kidnapping, and now, seeing her here, pretending to care about Bella that she hated, only deepened his sus