All Chapters of Pregnant with Four Alphas' Babies Vol. 2: Descendants : Chapter 81 - Chapter 85

MaddieAfter washing the crying stains out of my pillowcase, I hang it up on the shower curtain rod and step into the living room area of my suite. Ellie is still not back from wherever she went. I’d love to have her to talk to right now, but she probably had to go help some of the other staff members or something. I can’t take up all of her time, after all. There’s a lot to be done in a place as big as this castle.I take a quick bath, changing into a simple dress from my wardrobe suitable for sitting around in my room. I don’t need anything fancy for that. I pick up a book I’d been reading from the side table, but all I can do is just stare at the same paragraph. I try to read it carefully, line by line, but none of it really sticks in my mind. I end up going back, reading the first sentence again, but it’s useless. All I can do is think of all those awful words April said. I try to put it out of my mind, going back to the top of the paragraph again.This goes on for a while befor

MaddieI’m jolted awake, still curled into the seat of the carriage. I’m not sure how I even managed to fall asleep with all the bumps and swerves, but I must have slept for a while because the starry night has been replaced by a view of gnarly branches above me.But I’m not awake because we hit a rut. We’ve stopped.Am I home?The carriage door opens wide, and the full light of the morning sun comes flooding in, nearly blinding me. Instinctively, I cover my chest with my arms, but of course, I’m still fully dressed and have revealed nothing to the gruff, rugged driver who is peering inside.“Time to get out,” he says curtly.I nod, not really having a choice in the matter, grab my bag, and climb out of the carriage.But... though everything looks familiar, we’d stopped miles down the road that leads to my farm.“We’re not there yet,” I tell him. “It’s at least five miles down that way to my family’s farm.”He sighs, heavily, and whirls around to spit across the road before turning ba

Maddie“He’s going to come after you.” My friend, Terri, doesn’t even look at me when she says the words. We’re both sitting on the edge of the creek by her house, the last reliable source of water in the area, our dresses hiked up to our knees and our feet in the water while we each scrub our respective families’ laundry on our washboards.“Who?”She halts mid-scrub to side-eye me. “Seriously?”“You’re not talking about the prince?” I ask. “You know I don’t like talking about him, Terri.”“I know you don’t, but that’s only because you think it’s all over between you,” she replies instead of answering, which most definitely does answer my question. “I don’t blame you. If I was mated to the prince and thought he didn’t want me, my heart would absolutely stop beating.”“This isn’t helping,” I remind her. She knows quite well that I’m barely surviving day to day. Well, it’s only been two days since I made it home, but every minute without Zachariah feels like a torturous eternity.“But I