The Rogue is a Female Alpha novel Chapter 688

Chapter 688

Snowflakes

Finished

The hospital corridor smelled of antiseptic and grief. Sharp, metallic, clinging to the back of my throat like regret I couldn’t swallow.

I burst through the automatic doors, shoes squeaking on polished tile, heart slamming so hard against my ribs I thought it might crack bone.

Every step felt like running from something dark and faceless, something that had finally caught up.

The waiting hall opened before me like a wound.

Roc leaned against the far wall, arms crossed, face carved from stone. Calm on the surface, but I knew him. The stillness was a lie.

Dove paced in tight, frantic circles, hands twisting in her hair, breaths coming in shallow gasps.

The triplets huddled together on the bench, three small bodies pressed close, one of them already crying silent, hiccuping sobs that tore straight through me.

They saw me first.

The triplets surged forward in a rush of limbs and tear-streaked faces.

I dropped to my knees without thinking, arms opening wide. They crashed into me, all three at once, small arms locking around my neck, faces buried in my shoulders. Warm. Shaking. Breaking.

“My gods.” I whispered, voice cracking as I held them tighter. “What happened? What happened?”

I guided them back to the bench, one by one, murmuring nonsense comforts. “It’s okay, it’s okay. I’m here” while my own chest caved inward.

I took the one who keeps crying into my lap, rocking her gendly, letting her cling to the front of my shirt while I fought the tremor in my hands.

Dove stopped pacing long enough to look at me, eyes red-rimmed, haunted. Roc pushed off the wall.

I rose slowly, legs unsteady, and crossed to him.

“What happened?” The question came out raw.

He met my gaze, jaw tight.

“You know Mr. Mane has been spiraling. Lately. Worse than before.”

The name landed like ice water down my spine. I went still.

“Y… yes.”

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“And you didn’t tell anyone?” His voice cracked on the last word. Anger, betrayal, exhaustion all bleeding

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through. “You knew. You knew how he gets. And you stayed quiet?”

The accusation hit harder than any slap. I swallowed, throat burning.

I tried. I thought inwardly. I have tried.

Despite everything I am also going through, the case, Feroz, the trial, I kept checking in.

We were so close at last. We found a house. Pictures. We were signing tomorrow. Just tomorrow.

Roc stared at me but before I could answer, the double doors at the end of the hall swung open.

The doctor emerged, white coat, clipboard, face already heavy with what he carried.

Dove rushed him.

“Please, tell me…”

He raised a hand, gentle but firm, and looked past her. Straight to Roc.

“Rocco.”

“Yes?”

The doctor swallowed once. Twice. The sound was loud in the sudden hush.

“We did everything we could. I’m sorry. We lost her.”

The world tilted.

Lost her.

Lost her.

Finished

The words didn’t land right. They floated, meaningless, until Dove made a small, broken sound and bolted toward the ward. I followed on numb legs, heart hammering in my ears.

The energy hit me before I even crossed the threshold. Thick, wrong, final. Cold settled in my bones like frost. Mother lay on the bed, still. Too still. Face slack. Eyes closed forever.

“Mom?” Dove’s voice trembled. “Mother?”

Nothing.

She reached out, shaking her shoulder once. Twice. Then dove legs gave out. She crumpled.

I lunged forward, catching her before she hit the floor.

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Her weight dragged me down with her. Dead weight, grief weight. I held her against my chest while silent sobs wracked us both, mine trapped behind clenched teeth, hers tearing free in ugly, gasping waves before she passed out.

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Later hours? Minutes? Time had blurred.

Sera burst through the door of the private room they’d moved us to. She stopped short, breath ragged, face drained of color.

The news had already hollowed me out. sat in the corner chair, knees drawn up, staring at nothing. It felt like my fault. All of it. If I’d spoken louder. Pushed harder. Forced them out sooner.

Sera’s eyes found me, then the triplets. One awake, two finally asleep on the narrow bed beside Dove..

She crossed to the awake one, knelt, and wrapped her arms around the small body without a word.

Kashi and Eshan had arrived earlier. Eshan stepping out now to make a call, he came tucking his phone away as he re-entered.

“Mr. Mane is on the run,” Eshan said quietly. “Bounty’s out. He’ll be found soon.”

His gaze shifted to me-hard, accusing. “I still can’t believe you kept quiet. Knowing they were in danger.”

The words stung, but I had nothing left to fight with. I just sat there, exhausted, hollow

“It wasn’t Snow’s fault,” Dove whispered from the bed. She had woken half an hour ago, pale, eyes glassy, but voice steady. “She tried. I was the one who turned her down at first. We were preparing to leave. We had the house to move to. When he saw the pictures, saw we were really going he lost it. Fought with Mother. Slammed her head against the wall. She bled out before the ambulance got there.”

Kashi looked away sharply, throat working. Roc stood frozen, swallowing convulsively.

The door opened again. The doctor entered, chart in hand.

Dove tried to sit up. He stopped her with a gentle hand.

“Please. Lie back. We’re not discharging you until we’re sure you’re stable.”

She shook her head.

“I’m fine. I just… I need to…”

“You didn’t pass out from grief alone,” he interrupted quietly.

We all froze.

He extended a sheet of paper, lab results. Dove hesitated, then took it with trembling fingers.

“You’re pregnant. Several weeks. Lack of proper care, stress, shock… it triggered the collapse.”

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