h4Chapter 821: 821-Heavily Pregnant/h4

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    He lost his bnce and fell onto his back, his phone slipping to the side. The screen showed an ongoing call with the name Hnie, but I already knew it wasn’t me. It was Kesha.

    Before he could fight back, I yanked the earpiece from his ear and crushed my lips against his. His struggle slowly faded, and within seconds his hands slid around my back, pulling me onto him and deepening the kiss. For a moment, everything felt right. Our lips tangled, each touch sending sparks through my body. But it was never going to be that easy. Kesha didn’t y.

    A sudden ringtone jolted us apart. As our kiss broke, my eyes darted to the phone on the floor, and his head snapped toward it too. He stared at the screen, and I saw his eyes darken, turning ck again.

    "No, Kaye, don’t attend that call!" I cried, reaching for the phone, but he grabbed my hand, shoved me aside, and snatched it up. He put it on speaker.

    "Kaye, why did the call end?" Kesha’s voice filled the room. The moment he heard her, he looked at me and frowned, his eyes fully ck once more.

    "That’s Kesha! That’s not me!" I screamed, panic rising in my body, I had thought I’d broken through.

    "Wait, did Kesha do it? Don’t listen to her. She’s manipting you. Just put in the earphone and listen to me," she urged.

    As soon as she spoke, she began to hum, and my eyes widened in horror.

    The song she was singing didn’t affect me, I was immune. Others would be too. It was only Kaye who suffered because she had been singing into his mouth for a whole year while kissing him.

    I tried to get close, fighting to snatch the phone or the earpiece from him, but he had already put it back in and now he was facing me.

    "You’re not gonna survive, Kesha. So stop fucking trying," he hissed, his re cutting into me with so much hatred.

    The moment he stepped toward me to tie my hands, I grabbed his wrist and pressed it against my belly.

    "What the fuck," he groaned, trying to yank back. But then his resistance softened just a little, and I saw a flicker of understanding cross his face. For a moment I thought that was it, that I had broken through, but it wasn’t that easy.

    He tore his hand free and grimaced at me. The next thing I knew, he was tying my hands behind my back. I sank onto the bed, defeated.

    "I’m gonna take you back to the roguemunity," he said as he packed his bag, stuffing the map and other things inside.

    I didn’t respond. I was reeling from terrifying news. Why was my belly growing so quickly? Was something wrong with my babies? Questions kept flooding my mind, and I had no answers.

    Kaye definitely wasn’t going to help me find them, he didn’t even believe I was pregnant in the first ce. Whatever she whispered into his ear, he believed without question.

    Once he finished packing and the rain had eased, he dragged me out to the car.

    "We’ll take a road no one uses. It’ll be a while before we get there, but don’t worry. Your fate’s sealed. Once we reach the roguemunity, we’ll be free of you," he said coldly. "And my brothers will kill their fucking annoying mates. Then we’ll all live happily ever after with Hnie."

    The way he said it made my skin crawl.

    I began to piece things together. She was forcing him to sacrifice the mate so the curse could be lifted. Any threat Hnie faced if the mates survived would vanish too.

    All I could do now was hope that once we reached themunity, one of his brothers would find him before he tossed me into the well.

    As we hit the road, I realized she was guiding him through the earpiece, telling him how to return to the roguemunity. That reminded me of his argument with Ye.

    There was no way Ye would forget the road, which meant it was Ye who had been awakened inside him, but Kaye waspletely under her control. Ye was fighting, even if he wasn’t fully conscious. Somewhere deep down, he knew he had to stop Kaye from taking me back to the roguemunity, to the well of sacrifice.

    Kaye had tied me to the chair and, more carefully this time, kept the earpiece out of my reach. I sat in silence, staring out the window. After a few minutes, I slowly turned toward him.

    "What?" he snapped, annoyed, probably noticing I’d been staring too long.

    "You don’t need her in your ear. You could literally find the way with GPS," I said, my frustration boiling over. She never left him alone for even a minute. Of course she didn’t but I had to try to use my own voice to break through to him.

    He scoffed, almost as if calling me an idiot.

    "So, is your Hnie pregnant?" I asked, watching his knuckles turn red as he tightened his grip on the steering wheel.

    "You don’t need to focus on that," he hissed.

    "Well, I don’t know about her, but I’m pregnant. Do you really think Kesha would be?" I muttered. He nced briefly at my belly before turning his eyes back to the road.

    "Hnie isn’t that far along, which makes me think you got yourself knocked up by someone else."His words felt like a p, though I knew it wasn’t really him speaking. Still, I couldn’t shake the doubt creeping in, why did I look so far along in my pregnancy?

    "Fine. So she wanted you to kill Kesha before Kesha killed her, because that’s what she told you, right? That I was the one manipting you? What about my baby? Do you think Hnie is evil enough to want you to kill me when I’m this pregnant?"

    I was just ying with him now, trying to confuse him, trying to turn him against her voice. I noticed the way he lowered his head.

    His eyes had returned to their natural color. That was what he did when he was out and about, pretending he wasn’t under hypnosis.

    "You didn’t say anything. Do you have no response to my question?" The moment the words left my mouth, he mmed his hand against the steering wheel, and I jolted in my seat.