Grávida Fugitiva の小説・ストーリー

Federal agents were holding a press conference about the arrest. I pressed play and turned up the volume. "Good afternoon. Thank you for being here. Today, a federal grand jury indictment was unsealed charging Miss Cecilia Wang with conspiracy to obstruct justice, aiding the flight of a federal fugitive to avoid prosecution, and making false statements to federal investigators." Cecilia? She helped a fugitive escape? "The fugitive was apprehended in Mexico and is currently undergoing extradition proceedings." I swallowed hard and stopped the video. A fugitive... Mexico...

“Socialite Serena V. Deported and Charged with Grand Larceny; Assets Seized.” He clicked the link. There was a grainy photo of Serena at the airport, looking haggard and terrified, her designer clothes replaced by a generic grey tracksuit. The article detailed how she had tried to flee with millions, only to be caught in a trap laid by the new CEO of C-Nova.

“Federal officials are currently on the hunt for this woman, Celine Moretti, twenty one, in relation to the high-pressure penitentiary escape earlier today. “Armed and dangerous.” Armed and dangerous. Me. The transmission resumed, with video of the prison and the damage and chaos. Then came Caelum’s mugshot on the screen. "Caelum Morano, profiteering fugitive was helped to escape this morning by known associates. A massive manhunt is underway." My phone rang. Mom. I stared at it, frozen. Caelum lifted my phone softly off my hand. "Don't answer. They're probably monitoring her line."

If my father ever found out I was pregnant and unmated, he would have me banished out of the pack, and straight into the hands of the ruthless rogues that killed my mother, just like he always threatened to do. I had to tell Asher now. We needed to speed up the marriage, or else I would be dead soon, and our child too. Wiping away my tears, I steeled my mind. I had to get to Asher before my stepmother caught me sneaking out. I took a deep breath and quietly unlocked the door, listening for any sign of My step mother. The hallway was silent so I slipped out, moving as quickly and quietly as I could, until I was out of the house and rushing through the street to the Alpha’s house.

Please, please let me be faster than him! My plan won’t work unless I can escape into the bathroom without him noticing. Once the doctors and nurses get involved, slipping away will be that much harder. Darting through the sliding glass doors, I feel the eyes of the front desk on me. “Sorry!” I groan, patting my belly with a sheepish grin. “Baby’s pressing on my bladder, can’t wait!”

“I tried to escape so many times. I planned everything, routes, contacts, fake identities. But every time, he caught me. And each time, the punishment got worse.” Adrian’s voice was low, dangerous. “And yet, you managed to escape this time.” I nodded. “Because I had to.” His gaze flickered to my stomach. I looked away. “When I found out I was pregnant, I knew I couldn’t stay. I wouldn’t let Victor have control over my child.” For a moment, there was silence. Then, Adrian’s voice was softer than I expected. “So, you ran.” I nodded. Adrian exhaled, leaning back. “And now, he knows where you are.”

Everyone in our family and the alpha's family knows that I want to keep the pregnancy and deliver my baby but you and the alpha vehemently refused and there was nothing else I can do to save my innocent unborn child but to run away. I have been greatly traumatized since I was raped by Luther and finding out that I'm pregnant made everything complicated. To make matters worse, you and the alpha forced me to agree to abort the pregnancy today and since I had no choice but to obey, I decided the best way to save my unborn child is to run away because I desire to deliver the baby even though I conceived through a violent rape by a horrid boy. I know this letter will come to you as a shock as wel

I kept staring at her, watching her features while something inside me started to shrink and die. “I was four months pregnant when I ran. I hid myself in the trunk of a car leaving the estate. I had no money. No water. No food. For months, I dragged myself from one place to other. I didn’t go looking for a job in fear that someone might recognize me and Giovanni will find me. I slept in bushes, drank water from the taps of washrooms. I even stole. Anything I could find, for my baby. I went like this for four months. I was nine months along when Fabiano found me. I was afraid, thinking that he might take me back. I was afraid that I would die. Fabiano had stared silently at my bulging belly,

Githinji said with a strong sense of urgency. “Yes, of course. Gather everyone you can find and then we find the fallen. We can’t leave before we take care of them.” Lio said. Githinji gave him a firm nod before leaving us alone again. My mind was still trying to accept all of the traumatic events that had happened today. I found out I was pregnant only to end up being forced to flee our safe house. We fled our safe house and lost two of the wolves I was closest to. I felt like things couldn’t possibly get any worse than this. I shook my head trying not to think that way; The moment you let those thoughts in, that's usually when things start to get even worse.

There was no escaping the truth. We had to summarize in a few minutes how Maria Lua came into the world. When we were done, my grandmother sat on the bed and stared at me: - How did Salma get pregnant with Hector? - And will I know the details? The truth is that he didn't use a condom, or Maria Lua wouldn't be here right now. - But she ran away from him for fear of Hector knowing she was pregnant?