Alpha Blake novel Chapter 52

　　"Ugh! Don't get attached to me kid! I'm not your mother. Thank god I never had any kids. I'd rather die than bear any children."

　　Joseph's eyes fill with melancholy and his head hangs low in despair. Taking a long sigh, he takes a step back and grips the knife from her hand slowly. 

　　"Ok love. I will do as you say! Just give me a minute will you?" He holds her tiny hand in his, the baby unaware of her danger, so tiny and frail to be able to open her tiny eyes, smiles towards Joseph's direction, and yawns once more. 

　　He sighs and softly runs his thumb on her soft skin. "I'm sorry little princess." He closes his eyes and takes a long sigh, slowly he opens his eyes and realizes the room is far too quiet and eerie. 

　　He turns and realizes Carrie is nowhere in sight. He turns from one corner of the room to the other, NOTHING!

　　"Carrie? Carrie where are you?" He places the small knife down and lets go of the baby girl's hand down, covering her to her chest with the duvet. 

　　The room has somehow gotten darker, the candles that lit the room are now almost distinguished. Just a few candles are still on, and just as he slowly makes his way around the room, a blast throws the door open. 

　　He stands paralyzed in front of Alarick and Dylan along with the guards. Shock, evident in his face. "I should have known you and that wench were up to no good!" Alarick's eyes darken, he sneers at Joseph, as he nears him. His hands fisted and knuckles white. 

　　He grips Joseph by his throat as he growls loud in his face. "Where is she? Where has that wench gone?" Alarick demands making Joseph tremble in place.

　　"I I do not know sir! I swear. I do not know." He holds his hands up defensively but Alarick does not buy his cowardly tactics. He knows Joseph far too well, better than Joseph considers to admit.