Accidentally Pregnant By My Alpha Best friends (Madeline) novel Chapter 619

Madeline:

The kids had broken out in chaos.

Many of the mothers rushed out of their tents, screaming and crying, clutching their arms or wherever the children had bitten them.

That alone should have made them realize what a grave mistake they had made by feeding these children the blood of someone like me, someone whose tears were special.

If my tears were that effective, I wondered what my blood could do.

But of course, these people had become too greedy.

The only child who had shown some improvement was the one I had given my tears mixed with herbs.

But his condition worsened when that black-haired, mustached bastard forced him to drink my blood, claiming it would help him break free from the curse completely.

"What do we do?" a woman screamed at me, asking directly.

I was slowly losing control. I was probably drifting in and out of consciousness.

That was how much blood I had lost.

"Fucking answer me!" the woman screamed again.

I blinked hard to stay awake and keep my vision from blurring.

"She cannot help us," the black-mustached man yelled.

"She wouldn’t help us," he added.

"Yeah, but you’re the one who told us to take the blood by force," a man shouted as he led his wife out of the tent.

I noticed the black-mustached man swallowing hard, like he was realizing he could not put all the blame on me when he had taken part in most of it.

"I didn’t. You all read that comment, and so did I," he insisted, trying to explain himself. Almost desperately defending himself.

"And I guess we all agreed to abduct her because she was making things difficult. So it doesn’t matter. If she had not been so difficult, we wouldn’t have gone this far," the man explained, still sounding ignorant.

That alone told me he was here for a reason.

He was not one of these people trying to save his child.

He was part of something bigger. He was part of the reason I was in trouble.

"You’re right. We should not turn against each other," the same woman who was always beside him said.

"It is all her fault, though," she continued, pointing at me.

I bit my tongue before I grunted.

"Aren’t you two always together? Where is your child that needs help?"

The words came out with effort because I was feeling so low on energy.

Everyone turned to them again, wanting the same answer.

As I focused on them, the man suddenly pointed at me.

"I just received a report," the black-mustached man spoke up, holding up his phone.

"There is someone else who can save the children."

As soon as he said that, every gaze turned harsher toward me.

"And this one, trust me, she’s not going to help us anymore. So it’s better if we kill her instead of letting her walk out and ruin us, without even helping our children."

The man grew more aggressive as he pushed the urgency of killing me.

"I will help your children. Don’t listen to him," I said, forcing myself to speak because at this point, if I didn’t, I was as good as dead.

However, the way they watched me told me they did not believe me, probably because I had refused to help them before.

"Do you all believe her? She is the reason we had to go this far and kidnap her. So I leave the decision to you," the man said.

But the way he stepped back told me he was afraid. If they did not agree with him, it would be over.

"Please, please believe me. I will help you," I cried, trying to save myself.

However, it seemed they had already decided I was of no use.

They all began to nod.

"We should kill her, then," the woman who was always with him spoke first, trying to take control of the situation.

The others agreed, nodding along.