Arabella couldn't stop thinking about the pregnancy.
She wasn't even sure Adrian was telling the truth, yet the thought refused to leave her mind. Ever since she had heard those words, they had echoed endlessly inside her head.
She found herself unconsciously resting a hand over her stomach every now and then, wondering if there was truly a life growing inside her.
It had been a day since she was kidnapped.
She had barely gotten any rest before Adrian ordered everyone to move again. Arabella wasn't a fool. She knew they were deliberately putting more distance between themselves and Lycoria because they expected Enzo to be searching for her by now. Every hour they kept moving made it harder for anyone to track them.
Victor refused to let anyone else carry her.
As much as his touch disgusted her, she had no choice but to ride with him. Every attempt to struggle was futile.
