Accidentally Pregnant By My Alpha Best friends (Madeline) novel Chapter 331

Madeline:

“You two should be ashamed of yourselves. Is this how you’re going to stoop so low now?” Ron shouted as he arrived, directing his anger at Baxter and Elgin.

One of his warriors had let us inside the cabin. Ron carried Yuvonne in himself and sat her down on the couch.

Baxter, however, had not lifted his eyes, and it was difficult to watch.

“Baxter, you need to drink something to keep your body warm,” I told him as I approached, holding a cup of coffee.

“I’m fine. I’m not that weak,” he replied.

As soon as he said that, I bit my bottom lip. He was taking everything onto himself.

“Baxter, you have injuries. Let me at least give you first aid,” I requested.

He lifted his hand and shook it at me, dismissing the idea. He sat on the couch with his head lowered, his fingers curled against the edge.

“Lord William wants you two to go back home. In the next few days, you will be summoned to court. He does not intend to let this go easily, and neither do I,” Ron declared. With those final words, he stepped inside and slammed the door shut.

“Those assholes,” he grunted.

When he finally lifted his eyes, he took in the atmosphere inside the cabin. I was sure he could tell that Baxter was under great strain.

Yuvonne had calmed down by then, but Baxter still seemed stuck there, trapped in that moment.

“Baxter, are you okay, dude?” Ron asked, tapping his shoulder before stepping over to sit beside Yuvonne.

I noticed the way she looked at him before turning away. He awkwardly kept his fingers against his chest, almost as if inviting her to seek comfort from him.

“I failed today,” Baxter muttered.

As soon as he said that, I reached for his hand, but each time I touched him, he slowly pulled his hand away from mine.

“Dude, anyone would break,” Ron told him. “They brought in warriors, two alphas, so many warriors, and then guns to your loved one’s head. Be reasonable, Baxter. Nobody could have handled that fairly.”

Baxter only shook his head.

That was when Yuvonne moved closer to Ron, and he quietly placed his arm around her back, pulling her in to hold her.

She had a blanket on the couch and tucked herself beneath it, resting her head against his chest.

I felt proud of her for what she had done today. I planned to talk to her later, but for now, it seemed better that she stayed with the person who was offering her comfort.

“I’ll go and rest,” Baxter stated.

I had asked him countless times to let me take care of his wounds, but I realized he needed to be alone for a moment.

The more he looked at me, the more anxious he seemed.

Once he left for the room, I turned to Ron.

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