The One He Claimed by cooper (Sophie and Hunter) novel Chapter 411

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Ezra shifts, having a better idea of where the pack is. The others shift and they all begin running. I run as fast as I can in my human form, but I’m much slower than they are in their wolf form. They arrive ahead of me and have already searched the packhouse when I arrive. I already know before we get there that she’s not there. Her scent isn’t anywhere around here.

“Robin…” Kayce says walking out of the packhouse. I’m winded,

which is a testament to how weak I am.

“I know. Her scent isn’t anywhere around here,” I say.

“Elias‘ pack is this way,” Ezra says, and they all shift and begin running. I follow behind them, but it isn’t long before I catch her floral lotus flower scent.

I snarl and push harder, Derric giving me what little strength he has. I burst into the packhouse, and her scent is even stronger.

“She’s not here, Robin!” Dutton says, as I race up the stairs, following her scent. It’s so strong.

I burst into the Alpha suite and take a deep breath. As potent as her scent is, Camden’s scent is just as strong, maybe stronger. The bastard has left his semen in this room. If he touched her while she was passed

out…

I keep my eyes closed, sniffing her scent. Underneath her floral scent

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is the scent of her blood.

“She was hurt!” Texclaim, rushing forward. However, I stop when I see something on the floor.

“What the fuck is that?” I ask, disgusted enough that my stomach roils.

“I don’t know what happened her, but somehow, your mate got out of these handcuffs and shackles, and she got Camden locked into them. There’s a scent of the tranquilizer that we smelled around your body, so I’m guessing she pulled her hands out of the handcuffs, here,” Ezra says, pointing to the handcuffs that smell strongly of my mate. “That would explain the blood that you smell. And when Camden came in, she must have surprised him before he could tranquilize her. See the dart?” he asks pointing to the wall where a dart is sticking out of the

wall.

Pride in my mate and her inner strength floods through me. She’s still fighting.

“So you think…” I begin, my lip curling as I look back at the floor.

“Yeah, she locked Camden into these shackles and the only way he could get out was to cut off his own foot.”

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The cramping started not long after I started running from Camden. I knew I was bleeding and the only thing I could think of was that I’m losing my baby.

“Come on, baby boy! I need you to hold on for me. I love you. I’m here

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for you and as soon as your father finds us, he’ll take care of us. I just need you to hold on a little bit longer. Please, baby boy. Do this for your Momma. Hove you. I want you and so does your father. I know you’re hurting, but it will be okay now,” I say, pleading with my son to stay alive.

I can’t miscarry. I can’t. If I do, Camden wins. I will forever know that I lost my son because of that man. I need him to survive and grow to be a strong, healthy Alpha, just like his parents.

The cramps start to become stronger as I run. Eventually, I have to stop to breathe, listening to the sounds of the night and rubbing my belly.

“Hang on baby. Hang on. We can’t stop yet. Not yet. We’re not far enough away. Just hold on. Hold on baby boy,” I say as I breathe through what must be a contraction. I can smell my own blood and anyone searching for me can follow the trail. I just have to hope that when someone finds me, that it’s a friend and not a foe.

“I think you need a name baby. Your father and I haven’t really talked about it,” I say, gasping as I bend over, clutching my stomach through another contraction. “What are we going to name you, Bud. Because if you have a name,” I force myself not to cry out as pain shoots through me, “you don’t get to die. You have to live,” I grit out through the contraction.

When the contraction finally passes, I begin moving as fast as I can. I‘ m already weak so it isn’t as fast as I want it to be, but at least I’m still moving. Hopefully, it’s in the right direction. I’m honestly no longer sure where I am or if I’m headed home, to Ezra’s pack, or farther away.