Accidentally Pregnant By My Alpha Best friends (Madeline) novel Chapter 327

Madeline:

I stood off to the side when Elgin moved first. He lunged at Baxter, and Graham followed right after him.

Everything was happening fast, and too many thoughts were running through my head.

Graham swung his fist, but Baxter stepped aside at the last second.

Graham’s punch missed and slammed into the couch behind Baxter. His arm stretched out awkwardly as he stumbled forward.

Before Baxter could react, Elgin drove his foot into Baxter’s stomach. I expected Baxter to fold, but he barely moved.

That was when I noticed Elgin’s eyes. The color shifted. Although it lasted only a split second, it was enough for me to know he was letting his wolf take over.

His jaw tightened, and his shoulders broadened.

This time, when Elgin punched Baxter again, the impact finally sent Baxter to the ground.

“Stop it!” I screamed.

Both Elgin and Graham stayed on their feet. They began kicking Baxter as he tried to rise.

He pushed himself up and shoved them back, but they came at him together, grabbed him by his arms and neck, and slammed him into the wall.

I rushed forward without thinking, trying to put myself between them, but the warriors leapt over the couches and came straight toward me, stopping me.

I swung my arms, striking whoever came too close, but I was aware of the phone pointed in my direction.

I noticed the warrior hiding behind the armed ones was focused on recording me.

Part of me wondered if this was the reason they had come.

If they wanted me to lose control, let my wolf out, so they could show it to the council and take me away from my family.

I still tried to fight back, but without using my wolf’s strength, it was hard to even push a single warrior aside.

I was struggling when I noticed a warrior step closer to Elgin and handed him a dagger. At the sight of it, my blood ran cold.

“No! Elgin, please, no!” I cried as I ran toward them, reaching for Elgin just as he raised the blade to stab Baxter.

Before I could stop him, an arm wrapped tightly around my waist. Graham yanked me back, and the next thing I knew, I was thrown onto the couch.

My back hit the cushions hard as Graham landed on top of me, pinning me down while my eyes stayed locked on Baxter.

“Get the fuck off me,” I grunted as he pinned both my hands to the side and climbed on top of me.

He shifted his weight, adjusting himself as he leaned closer, bringing his face near mine.

He sniffed along my cheek, making me turn my face away and grimace.

“You still don’t smell like a rogue,” he whispered, his lips brushing near my ear.

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