Mated to My Fiancé’s Alpha King Brother - Chapter 247

Chapter 247: Chapter 247
Emma’s POV

The parking lot was nearly empty.

Perfect timing. Just like I’d planned.

I threw my bag into the back seat. Slid behind the wheel. Started the engine.

My hands were shaking. Not from fear. From excitement.

I’d done it. Actually done it.

Seraphina’s face flashed through my mind. That destroyed expression. Those broken eyes. The way she’d called my baby a bastard.

I smiled.

It was all paying off.

Sera thought Damien had betrayed her. Thought he’d chosen me. Thought their marriage was over.

By tomorrow, the divorce papers would be signed. Damien would be free. And I’d be there. Ready. Waiting.

With his “baby.”

I pulled out of the parking lot. Headed toward the highway. Back to Millbrook. Back to my safe house where I could wait out the rest of this pregnancy.

My phone buzzed.

Lucas.

My stomach dropped.

I stared at his name on the screen. My cousin. My blood. The one person in this pack who actually gave a shit about me.

Why was he calling?

I let it go to voicemail. Started driving faster.

The phone buzzed again. Text this time.

**Lucas: Emma, where are you? Need to talk.**

My heart hammered. This wasn’t good. Lucas never texted me. We weren’t that close. Hadn’t been for years.

So why now?

Unless…

Unless Damien had told him something. Unless Damien suspected. Unless everything was falling apart.

No. No, that wasn’t possible. Damien didn’t know anything. Couldn’t know anything.

Gabriel and I had been too careful. Too thorough. Every detail perfect. Every piece of evidence exactly where it needed to be.

There was no way Damien could figure it out.

My phone buzzed again.

**Lucas: It’s important. Call me back.**

I ignored it. Kept driving. Faster now. The highway stretched ahead. Dark. Empty.

Just forty more minutes. Forty minutes and I’d be safe. Back in Millbrook. Back where no one could find me.

Then I’d text Gabriel. Let him know what happened with Sera. Let him know Phase Three was complete.

All that was left was waiting. Waiting for the baby. Waiting for Damien to crumble completely. Waiting for Gabriel to swoop in and take everything.

And me? I’d be Luna. Finally. After all these years of waiting. Of watching. Of loving someone who never looked at me.

I’d be Luna.

My phone rang again. Lucas again.

“Fuck off,” I muttered. Declined the call.

I pulled over. Parked on the shoulder. Stared at my phone.

My fingers hovered over the screen.

Then another text came through.

“I need you to come to the pack house. Now.”

“What? Why?”

“Just trust me. It’s important.”

I stared at the phone. My heart racing. My mind spinning.

This was bad. This was very bad.

Lucas knew something. Or Damien knew something. Or both.

I needed to warn Gabriel. Needed to figure out what the hell was happening before everything fell apart.

I opened my messages. Started typing to Gabriel.

**Me: Something’s wrong. Lucas is acting weird. Asking me to come to the pack house. I think Damien might know**

Headlights appeared in my rearview mirror.

Bright. Too bright. Coming fast.

The car pulled up behind me. Stopped. Blocked me in.

Shit.

I watched in the mirror as the driver’s door opened. Someone got out.

Not Lucas.

Someone bigger. Broader. Moving with purpose.

My door yanked open.

I screamed.

“Get out.” The voice was male. Deep. Unfamiliar.

“No! I’m pregnant! You can’t just”

Hands grabbed me. Pulled me from the car. Not rough. But firm. Absolutely certain.

I tried to fight. Tried to pull away.

“Let me go! I’m calling the police! I’ll”

“Ma’am, please don’t make this difficult.”

There were three of them. All wearing black. All standing between me and my car.

Pack security. Had to be.

“I’m pregnant!” I tried again. Louder. Desperate. “You can’t do this! I’m carrying the Alpha’s baby!”

“We know.” The first man gestured to a black SUV parked behind my car. “The Alpha is expecting you.”

My blood turned to ice.

“I don’t… I need to go home. I’m not feeling–”

“Ma’am.” The man’s voice was patient. Too patient. “This isn’t a request.”

“But I’m pregnant! I need my doctor! I can’t–”

“You can ride with us peacefully.” He stepped closer. “Or we can carry you. Your choice.”

I looked at my car. At the highway stretching in both directions. At the three men blocking every escape route.

There was no way out.

“Fine.” The word came out strangled. “Fine. I’ll go.”

My phone buzzed in the pocket. Must be Gabriel’s burner. Trying to reach me.

Too late. Way too late.

One of the men in black stepped forward. His voice professional. Detached.

“Ma’am, we need to go. Now.”

I stood on shaking legs. No choice. No options left.

He gestured toward the SUV. “After you.”

I climbed in. The door closed behind me. Locked.

All of it falling apart.

The man in the passenger seat turned around. Looked at me. His expression unreadable.

“The Alpha is waiting for you.”

He paused. Let the words sink in.

“Isn’t that what you wanted all along?”