Accidentally Pregnant By My Alpha Best friends (Madeline) novel Chapter 71

71–The Special Wolf Madeline

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71–The Special Wolf Madeline

Baxter:

I felt the kind of guilt I only felt when I had wronged Madeline, and once again, I was in the same boat as before, making the same mistake.

“What is going on?” Elgin asked, clueless.

“Baxter threw a tantrum, accusing her of going on a date with me behind everyone’s back,” Graham exaggerated

the earlier conversation.

“I might have used the word ‘date‘ loosely, just to remind them that if they went alone and hid it, it would seem wrong,” I tried to explain myself, but Elgin and Graham were both looking at me as if I were the culprit behind her being gone for so long.

“Okay, fine, I made a mistake, but we’re going to find her. Call the librarian. She must have told Madeline something that made her go somewhere. Come on, do it,” I told Graham, and he quickly picked up his phone.

The idiot should have called the librarian the moment he heard her name come up, but of course, the two of them were alphas with strength and no brain. 1

At the same time, I began to get a call from Yuvonne. She called once, twice, and then her text came.

Girlfriend: It’s urgent. Please, I’m in a lot of pain. Can you come? 1

I sighed as I stared at her message.

“You can go if you want. We’ll look for Madeline,” Elgin said softly after seeing the text on my phone, making me shake my head before putting the phone back into my pocket.

I don’t know why, but it took me less than a second to decide that I was going to look for Madeline.

After Graham ended the call, he stared at us, and the look he gave wasn’t satisfactory.

We stepped out of the elevator and followed Graham, who was moving hastily toward his car.

“What is it, tell us?” Elgin insisted.

“The librarian gave her the address to the writer’s house. She should have been back by now.” That was all Graham said, and panic settled in.

We all stormed into his car and started the journey.

He was speeding up. Questions and worries filled our minds.

At the same time, I texted my manager to ask about this particular writer, and what he sent back was crazy.

“Shit,” I muttered.

Elgin turned from the passenger seat to look at me, while Graham adjusted the rearview mirror to glance at me as he drove.

“What is it? What did you find out?” Elgin asked, and I started to read through all the articles written about Mr. Walter.

“He’s a crazy scientist kind of guy. For a long time, he ruled the werewolf land as one of the most knowledgeable people until he grew obsessed with different kinds of wolves. To the point that he started kidnapping special

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wolves, taking their DNA and blood, and injecting them into normal people to see what changes would occur.” I paused. 13

“So, in other words, he’s a crazy man, and Madeline must have walked into the house of the man who’s obsessed with unique wolves.”

That was all I said before Elgin finished the sentence for me,

“And Madeline is a unique wolf.”

As soon as he said that, I nodded, clenching my fist around the phone.

“Oh well then, he’s dead,” Graham spat as he hit the accelerator.

When we arrived at his home, we noticed that all the windows had been boarded up except for one.

The car Madeline had come in was still parked there, its tires blown out and the passenger seat empty.

I rushed over and opened the door.

The minute I did, the driver’s lifeless body slumped to the side.

One silver bullet was lodged in his head, aimed perfectly.

We panicked as we searched around the house, and another shot rang out, hitting me in the right arm.

“Ah,” I groaned as my canines pushed out and my fangs felt sharper than ever. My claws began to grow. The silver made my wolf react. That was the problem with my wolf – it was never supposed to wake up like this.

“Oh, fuck! Baxter!” Elgin rushed over, wrapped his arm around me, and dragged me behind the parked car.

A bullet fired at us again and struck empty space. Once Elgin laid me down, his fangs and claws came out.

He dug his nails into my arm and pulled the bullet out before it caused more damage.

We both returned to our human forms, and then Elgin turned to look at Graham, who was hiding behind his car.

“There’s just one window he’s firing from, the other areas are fine for us to go through,” Elgin yelled.

Graham nodded, but before we could move, an old man spoke through a speaker hung from the rooftop.

“If y

f you try to play any games with me, I will kill the girl.”