Todos os capítulos de The Trapped Heiress: Capítulo 71 - Capítulo 80

To anyone watching, it sounded like grief, a woman horrified to see a wife walking out on her husband, and she as a friend was looking out for him. But Laurel saw the tears on Sherry's face and the knife at her throat, and in the middle of it all, one slow glance toward the rogue by the door.She is not concerned about Noah, Laurel realized, with a jolt of cold horror. She is deliberately pointing me out.The rogue at the door turned.His hand moved swiftly and closed around Laurel's arm like a vise. She screamed out as he spun her around and hauled her back inside, a grin plastered on his scarred face. "Well, well." He leered down at her. "So this is the great Alpha Noah's wife. Boys, it looks like it's our lucky night; she will make excellent leverage, and we will take them both."Across the room, Noah's wolf clenched its fists so tightly that blood was starting to drip.The wolf snarled, clawed, and threw itself against his ribs, a roar so vast it blotted out every thought. Mate, i

Then the thin rogue, the one who had held the knife to Sherry's throat, lurched up from the floor where he had been weeping at the ceiling. His eyes were still wild, his mind still tangled in the things only he could see. But what he saw now was a single, clear shape in the haze: a woman crumpled against a booth, close enough to grab.He seized her by the hair."Noah!" Sherry shrieked.The wolf was already moving.Noah had been halfway to his feet, Laurel's hands in his, and the change took him before he had finished the thought. He tore across the floor in a blur and hit the man at full speed. There was a single, sharp crack; the rogue's body went slack and fell, and this time it did not rise.The great wolf stood over it, chest heaving, and blood dripping from his jaws.In the sudden silence, Sherry staggered backward.She was free; she was safe. The man who had held her was dead at Noah's feet. But the eyes of everyone in the room had slid toward her, and she saw, in that moment, t

Kian stirred against her, sighed, and nuzzled into her neck. His warm little hand patted her collarbone twice, as if to say, "It's all right; I am here."She let out a long, shaky breath."Tomorrow," she whispered into his hair. "I will think about it tomorrow."She lay back against the pillows with him curled against her chest, pulled the blanket over them both, and listened to his tiny, even breaths. Slowly, the weight began to lift, the room blurred, and the pain in her chest dulled and softened and drifted away.Laurel closed her eyes, shut out the whole world, and finally fell asleep.The ER doors had stayed closed for forty minutes.Noah sat on a hard plastic chair in the corridor with his elbows on his knees and his hands hanging between them. The borrowed jacket from Talon had slid from his shoulders, a dark smear of Sherry's blood still showed on his forearm, and he kept looking at it, then looking away.It was supposed to be a scratch; that was what he had told himself but t

Noah stopped at the door.His hand was on the handle, and for a long, heavy moment the whole room waited. Sherry's breath had gone shallow; Alpha Hamilton stood perfectly still with his arms folded."I will be outside," Noah said."Noah…""I am not leaving the hospital, Sherry; I will be right on the other side of this door, and I will take care of you through the night. If anything changes, the nurse will call me at once." He didn't turn around; his voice was low. "But I am not staying in this room.""But I am scared…""I know." He opened the door. “But me being in this room won’t help you; the nurses are here to take care of you, and you are safe here..."He stepped into the corridor and closed it softly behind him.Silence settled over the ward.Sherry stared at the closed door with her mouth slightly open; she had been so sure, she had said all the right words in all the right order: the tears, the tremor. She had even had her father's help, and he had just walked out."Sherry," A

The car had been moving for ten minutes before Lula spoke."Laurel.""Ahemmmmm?" Laurel was watching the city slide past the window, the shop fronts, and the early commuters."I need you to brace yourself."Something in her voice made Laurel turn. Lula had drawn a slim phone from her basket; her face was gentle, but her eyes were not. They were the eyes of someone about to deliver bad news and determined to do it kindly."Whatever it is," Laurel said slowly, "just tell me.""I would rather show you."She held out the phone.Laurel took it; the screen was bright, crowded with headlines. She read the first one, then the second, then the third.BILLIONAIRE ALPHA KEEPS NIGHT-LONG VIGIL FOR CHILDHOOD LOVE.WHERE IS THE WIFE? NOAH KNIGHT'S MARRIAGE UNDER SCRUTINY.SHOULD LAUREL KNIGHT STEP ASIDE?She scrolled through the news: a photograph of Noah slumped in a hospital corridor, his head in his hands; another picture of Sherry's wards, the door half open. Anonymous sources, quoted comments,