Romans & histoires How Did Natasha Escape The Red Room

When Patrick was seen flying away during the fight and his treachery had been confirmed, many of the remaining Strays had promised themselves that the flying man had a date with pain. "As tempting as that is," Tarloh grumbled, "the traitor is the least of our problems. Natasha glanced at the group as they began to debate, but she slipped away. She would support the Strays however she could, but didn't feel comfortable about making decisions that she herself wouldn't have to live with. She walked down to the lower ramp and on towards Red's sanctuary. She traced the wall with her finger, remembering somewhat fondly when the two of them had decided to create a little place of their own. Even th

The wordings looked too long to be the 'exit'. "Stay still," the man growled behind her and started to pull her away. "That's the presidential suite. Our room is right-" She elbowed him with all her strength that he yelped and let go of her. Panic set in her heart as she ran to the exit room right in front of her. She grabbed the door handle and was about to push it open when it was suddenly yanked open. Evelyn lost her footing and fell face first into a hard brick!

She scanned the corridor once more, making absolutely certain that no one had witnessed the violent encounter. Satisfied that she remained undetected, Georgina focused on the immediate task at hand. She took a deep breath and, with cautious determination, dragged the guard's unconscious body into her empty room. Her hands shook as she used his jacket to wipe away the bloodstains on the floor, erasing any evidence of her desperate act. She threw the soiled jacket onto the lifeless body, obscuring it from view. As she closed the door to the room, Georgina felt a surge of apprehension and anxiety. She knew that her actions had bought her precious time, but the danger still loomed. Her priority

Anthonio said, and he sat helplessness on the couch In his bedroom, while Natalia walked Into the kitchen prepared Anthonio's favorite dishes, and she served the food on the dining table, After dinner, Natalia sat beside Anthonio caresing his body, and she kissed Anthonio, and after a while, they had a good time together, the following day, Natalia returned home, and she went to meet Natasha, and she said, “eh sis, I have back on track with Anthonio, and we have a nice time together, and let me warn you, please, don't go near Anthonio” Natalia said, and she walked Into her room, pack her bags, and she went to the airport where she boarded flight going to the Washington DC, When Natasha knows

“Do you want to escape?” Natalie stepped back with tears in her eyes. “Let me go,” she whispered brokenly. Dante got off the bed. Natalie immediately ran to the door and out of the room. She ran down the stairs, determined to escape. Anger, disappointment, and hatred gave her more strength to move. Outside the room, Aland didn’t know whether to stop her. He wanted to go after Natalie, but Dante shook his head. “Wait a minute.” Dante took Natalie’s coat and gave it to Aland. “Go with her. Pretend you’re on her side. Find a place to stay for a while before the flight for her is ready.”

I stood up, not wanting to hear another word of this disgusting conversation. Seeing that I was about to leave, Eric quickly got up as well, signing anxiously. He was asking what was wrong. I shook my head. "I'm tired. I want to go home and rest." Without waiting for his response, I walked straight out of the private room. As soon as I stepped out of the banquet hall, I saw the plaza used for the Kalmoor Pack's rituals. Right in the center, Eric had arranged candles to spell out, "Alison, marry me!"

She sighed heavily before she got off the bed and started doing some exercises but she was still getting bored. "I need books...and tea perhaps..." Natasha groaned and looked around the room but there was nothing to read or even to do in her room. "Am I a prisoner here as well?" she wondered and decided to check if the door was locked. Surprisingly, it wasn't. "That's...odd?" she was confused about how they left her unguarded. "Did he tell them that we're mates? Well, I don't think so...he's cold and intimidating..." she kept mumbling and was about to get out of the room when two light but rush footsteps caught her attention and halted.

Damian said. "I can wait to find her," Lorenzo suggested, but Damian shook his head. "They're carrying the ladies, stay with them Incase someone attacks. Meanwhile, Natasha was carried into a laboratory at the top floor of the building. She was shot with a tranq that not only contained Wolfsbane, but had a paralyzing poison too. She was conscious, but she couldn't move a muscle in her body. The men that carried her into the laboratory immediately began to strap her to a chair.

said Natasha as I exited the bathroom. I hurriedly followed her along the passageway. Seeing I was hurt, Natasha held my right hand and helped me along the way. "You won't be able to leave the room like before; Alpha's order," Natasha told me as she opened the door to my room. In her eyes, I could see tears—sadness about what had happened to the Luna, no doubt.

"I would rather throw my food away than feed him my cooking. He hurt you because he is jealous of you. I wish I could just stab him!" My heart felt as if it were being violently torn apart as a bitter tang spread across my tongue. I couldn't believe that Natalie actually wanted me dead. I guess she'd just struck gold because I was dead as she wished. My soul drifted out from that boiling pot. I turned back to give my final resting place one last look and saw that the surroundings of the pot were overflowing with blood foam. There was also a huge metal weight pressing on the lid. Apparently, they had taken steps to prevent me from climbing out.