Accidentally Pregnant By My Alpha Best friends (Madeline) novel Chapter 162

162–Someone Attacked My Girlfriend.

Baxter:

I watched her face while waiting for her to tell me her decision, and it seemed as if it had changed into something that maybe I wanted to hear as well.

“Tell me,” I insisted.

“Do you want to marry someone else?” I asked, taking a deep breath.

She silently stared at me, and something in my chest began to twist.

“I mean, I don’t have to stick to the lie of having only one mate.”

As soon as she said that, blood rushed through my body.

“Oh, it will not be difficult for others to believe that I have three mates. They already think something is wrong with me because I gave birth to three different children from three different alphas. I don’t think saying that I have three mates would add much.”

There was a hidden hint in her voice that I struggled to understand.

Who was she thinking about marrying if it was not Elgin?

And if it was only about her mates, then she must have been referring to Graham.

Even though the texts were a lie, I remembered her conversation with her friend on the phone, where she made it clear she was not ready to marry or bear the responsibility of my temper, my behavior, and my unstable wolf.

As soon as I thought about it, my hopes began to fade. What hopes could I even name? I had no idea.

I had come here after promising my fiancée that I would get engaged to her soon and make her my official fiancée everywhere.

“I was thinking about-” Madeline gathered the courage she had been waiting for to respond to me.

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Before she could speak, my phone started ringing again, and this time I noticed the way her eyes settled on the

screen.

“She’s calling you at this time. It must be important,” she remarked in a defeated tone.

“It’s okay. I will quickly attend it, and then I want you to tell me what you are thinking about,” I told her, answering the call without giving it too much thought. 1

In my mind, I believed we would talk for a moment, exchange only a few words, and then I would return my

attention to Madeline.

That was not how it ended.

The moment I answered the call, I heard Yuvonne scream and cry in the distance, while my mother was the one speaking.

“Please come here soon. Please save her, save my daughter,” she pleaded, crying.

“There is a man–he is he is assaulting her,” she screamed on the phone.

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I lifted my head and looked at Madeline, who understood the urgency from my expression.

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162–Someone Attacked My Girlfnend

“What is going on?” I asked, but the call disconnected.

“Is everything okay?” Madeline wondered.

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“I do not know. Her mother called me. She said there is some guy, he is…” I paused as her words returned to me. Assaulting Yuvonne.”

That was all I managed to say before anger burst through my mind.

“What?” Madeline responded, her shock matching my own.

I caught on instantly and sprinted toward the door without wasting a second.

In no time, I was already on the road, running at full speed toward Yuvonne’s home.

It was not far from here, so I arrived quickly.

The moment I did, I saw a man jump out of the house with Yuvonne’s father behind him, firing a bullet at him.

“You are an asshole!” he shouted. “I will get you arrested. I will kill you!”

The old man dropped to his knees, unable to catch him, but I rushed toward the fleeing man.

He stopped briefly on the road and turned to look at me, and his face burned itself into my memory.

His skin was very tan, his eyes blue, and his hair golden. It seemed as if I had seen him somewhere before.

The way he panicked when he looked at me made it clear he realized I had recognized him.

I was somewhat recognizing him. And even if not, I was going to find him now that I had seen him.

sprinted toward the road, and as I attempted to follow him, I heard Yuvonne crying.

I froze for a moment, feeling torn. I needed to check on her.

I had already seen the man. I was going to catch him regardless. So I decided to go to Yuvonne first.

I turned around and entered the house.

The next thing I saw was shocking. There was blood everywhere, and Yuvonne was whimpering from behind the couch.

I rushed to her and saw her in a state that instantly angered me.

She was covered in blood. Her lip was split. A chunk of her hair was missing.

Her clothes were partly torn. More importantly, she had been stabbed a few times, and she was bleeding heavily.

She was so frightened that she tried to crawl away from me before her hands slipped in her own blood.

“It is me, Yuvonne. It is me, Baxter.” I reached for her arm and pulled her toward my chest, holding her.

She immediately held on to me. She did not even have the strength to speak.

She only cried and screamed, her fingers tangled in my shirt, her body shaking violently.

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