Pregnant With Four Alphas' Babies: A Reverse Harem Romance Chapter 137: Finish the Job

*Barbara*

‘What?!’

That’s the reaction I’m getting in my head from Alpha Kane now that he has finally answered me again.

‘I know you heard me,’ I say. It was starting to piss me off waiting to hear from him, so my patience was running thin. He’s supposed to fucking rescue me! ‘It’s a mind-link, not a telephone,’ I add. ‘It’s not like I can whisper in your head.’

‘Well, I’ve been a little fucking busy out here!’ he hollers. Apparently, you actually can holler in one’s head even if you can’t whisper. How rude. ‘Anyway, repeat what you said about the king.’

Typical male. There’s no, ‘I’m coming to get you,’ or ‘I’ll move heaven and earth to rescue you.’ Nope, he’s just ordering me around. If I didn’t need him to get me out of this dungeon, I’d ignore him. But he’s my only chance to get off this dirt floor and back to a halfway decent bed, so I play nice.

‘It’s simple,’ I tell him. ‘The king and queen are alive, and they’re both right here in this dungeon.’

‘I think you’ve spent too much time in a dark cell,’ he says gruffly. ‘King Edward and Queen Marcella are dead. They died years ago after retiring to the countryside.’

I pull up my knees, wrap my arms around them, and bury my face in them. I take a deep breath and try to respond to that without calling Kane a fucking moron. ‘Darling Kane,’ I begin sweetly. ‘That’s just what Gene wants you to think. If we all think they’re dead, then no one will question his authority on the throne.’

‘Fair enough,’ he says. Finally, he’s coming to his senses. ‘But you do know that every low-life bum that rots away in that Goddess-forsaken place claims to be the king. So how do you know that this pile of filth is any better than any other piece of garbage prisoner?’

I’m a bit offended, seeing as how I’m one of those pieces of garbage, at least until Kane rescues me, but I set that aside and keep up my nice routine. ‘This one is definitely him,’ I say. ‘He’s been telling me things that your typical bum wouldn’t know. And although she’s a lot older, I can tell that the woman is Queen Marcella, and when those two laid eyes on each other down here, you could practically see the sparks. They’re obviously true mates.’

‘Well, good work,’ he says.

Finally, a compliment. ‘So?’ I ask.

‘So what?’ he asks me back in reply.

How maddening! ‘Are you coming to get me out of here or what?’ I ask in a firm, demanding voice. Alpha Kane needs me to be firm sometimes.

‘I’m a bit busy,’ he answers.

That response makes my blood boil. ‘Busy?!’ I screech. For the first time, I’ve figured out how to screech in a mind-link. It must require being completely annoyed. ‘What the fuck could be more important than getting me the hell out of here!?’

He pauses for a moment, and I wonder whether he’s going to answer. Maybe I’ve gone too far, but it’s hard to keep up the nice routine for longer than five minutes when people are being complete morons.

‘I’m currently fighting through a wall of seasoned warriors,’ he says, ‘and I’m sorry if I’m late for dinner, dear. I’ll get there when I get there! In the meantime, find out what you can from Edward, if that’s even his name.’

Now it’s time for me to give him the silent treatment.

‘I guess you’re not in a hurry for me to get you out of there,’ he says after I’m quiet for a moment.

A wave of panic rises in me. ‘I’m sorry,’ I say, having to spit out the words in the sweetest way I can, which makes me want to puke. ‘It’s just hard being in here.’

His tone softens, if that’s possible in a mind-link, and he says, ‘I’ll get to you as soon as I can.’

We disengage the mind-link and I smile. He bought it; I just need to keep playing nice, and he’ll get me out of here.

I look over to the grungy old king in the next cell. He hasn’t moved much since the guard brought the queen in, even though they’re not in the same cell. He acts as if just staring at her makes up for all the years of rotting away in this dungeon. Every few minutes, he calls to her.

“Marcie,” he says.

“Eddie?” she answers. “Eddie, is that you? Where are we?”

“We’re safe, dear,” he says in the softest voice I’ve ever heard.

No one ever talks to me like that. I wouldn’t want them to, anyway; it’s just sickeningly sweet and nice. Love is so overrated.

I lay back down in my floor indents and close my eyes, listening in for a while to see if they say anything that can be useful to me.

* * *

*Rose*

The door to the secret compartment has just closed and King Gene and Beta Adam came storming into my room. I pull my blankets up over me a bit, trying to hide my disheveled state.

Thank the Goddess that Tristan got out of the room in time.

Adam looks really relieved as well, and I can see tiny beads of sweat on his forehead as though he’d been worried about it.

I decide that I’d better say something since the silence is awkward. “King Gene, Beta Adam, what are you doing here?” I ask.

“Where is Alpha Tristan?!” the king bellows. From what I’ve known of him so far, he’s very good at bellowing.

“I—I don’t know,” I tell him. “Did you look in the library?”

“Why would he be in the library?” Gene asks.

“The garden?” I ask.

“Why the fuck would he be in the garden?!” he yells at me.

I gasp and pull my blanket up closer to me. “King Gene! Think of the children!” I exclaim.

“What?” he asks.

Adam looks at me a little confused.

“Such vulgar language, and there are four young pups who will one day inherit the throne in this room!” I say in a scolding voice. I’m trying to talk loudly because I think I hear a commotion behind the secret passageway door. I don’t want King Gene to go in there looking for Tristan.

“What fucking children?” asks Gene.

“Don’t you know?!” I’m still yelling because now I’m sure I hear voices behind the wall. I’m also a little worried that it might be a guard who found Tristan, but I’m hoping that it’s just him and Kelly. “The pups!”

“They haven’t even crawled from your belly yet—I don’t have time for this nonsense!” says the king. Then he looks at Adam. “And what the fuck is that noise?”

He looks over toward the wall, and I feel my heart pounding so hard it’s almost falling out of my chest.

“Adam!” he yells. “Did you hear that?”

“What?” asks Adam, and I’m pretty sure I see more sweat forming and dripping down the side of his temple.

“The noise in the passageway, you moron!” the king says with a roar. “I know I heard something back there.”

“Where’s the passageway?” asks Adam.

I have to put my blanket over my mouth to hide a giggle.

“Where—it’s over there. You know that!” the king yells.

He starts to walk over toward the doorway to the secret passage himself, and I’m a little surprised. I guess he’s not afraid of it anymore. I hold my breath thinking that he’ll step in and find Tristan, but then Adam says, “Oh, that passageway,” and steps in front of Gene, cutting him off. “I think that I should investigate, Your Majesty, in case there’s some danger afoot. I do think I heard something.”

“Well, get on with it, then!” Gene says.

Adam makes a big show of marching over to the door, even though it’s not too far away, and opens it a crack. “Nope. No one in here. I guess I was mistaken,” he says and slams it shut again.

I let out my breath.

“Well,” says Adam. “We’d better get going, Your Majesty, if we want to catch up to Alpha Tristan.”

“Who?” says Gene, still staring at the door Adam just slammed shut. “Uh—oh—yes, let’s get going. I must find Alpha Tristan and regain my throne! We can’t waste another moment because you’ve got a party to plan!”

Gene turns and takes a step toward the door and then Adam looks at me as I mouth the word, “Party?” and he just shrugs. I have no idea what the king is talking about.

But I’m glad he’s leaving. It makes me nervous whenever King Gene is around; he looks at me funny as though he’s sorry he’d ever made the arrangements to have me come here and be the Breeder for my four Alphas.

I just thank the loving Moon Goddess that he did.

After a couple of steps, though, King Gene turns around and looks at me funny again, almost hungrily. I feel a lump in my throat and my heart starts beating fast again. I just wish he would leave my room right now!

“Your Majesty?” says Adam, making it into a question as he seems to wonder why the king stopped.

A menacing grin grows on King Gene’s mouth, and he says in a low, gravelly voice, “She’s unguarded now, Adam. Complete your mission.”