The Pregnant Luna Mated to Ex’s Best Friend (Aria) novel Chapter 191

Chapter 191: The Desperate Escape

Chapter 191: The Desperate Escape

(Aria’s POV)

Marcus Stone’s expression turned grave as he leaned closer to me, his voice dropping to an urgent whisper “Aria, listen carefully. The nearest escape route is through the lounge window.”

My pregnant wolf stirred anxiously within me as his words sank in. “What do you mean?”

“It leads directly to the coast,” he continued, his wolf’s scent heavy with urgency. “There’s a speedboat waiting at the rocky shore. Start the engine and head out to sea without looking back.”

I stared at him in shock. “Marcus, I can’t-”

“You can and you must,” he interrupted, his protective instincts flaring. “Trust me, Aria. Drowning is better than capture by Viktor Kane’s men.”

The brutality of his words hit me like a physical blow. My hand moved instinctively to protect my belly where our pup was growing. “There has to be another way.”

“There isn’t,” Marcus said firmly. “Viktor’s already suspicious. It’s only a matter of time before he discovers

who you really are.”

The sound of approaching footsteps echoed through the hallway outside our room. Marcus’s head snapped toward the door, his wolf’s instincts on high alert.

“They’re coming,” he whispered. “Get ready to run.”

My pregnant wolf whimpered with terror, but I knew he was right. If Viktor discovered my connection to Dominic, my life would be forfeit.

Suddenly, the sound of shattered glass erupted from somewhere in the building. Viktor’s voice roared above the chaos, his Alpha authority cutting through the noise.

“Find her! Capture the Lewis woman! Don’t let her escape!”

Marcus grabbed my arm, his grip urgent but gentle. “Run, Aria! Now!”

I didn’t hesitate. My wolf’s survival instincts kicked in as I bolted toward the door, my pregnancy making my movements awkward but desperate determination driving me forward.

Behind me, I could hear the distinctive sounds of wolves clashing. Marcus’s pack enforcers were buying me

precious time, their growls and snarls echoing through the building as they fought to hold off our pursuers.

“Thank you,” I whispered, even though Marcus could no longer hear me.

I burst through the lounge door, my enhanced werewolf agility carrying me toward the window Marcus had indicated. Without hesitation, I leaped through the opening and landed in a small forest beyond the building.

The night air was thick with salt and tension. My wolf’s instincts guided me through the darkness,

supernatural speed propelling me toward the beach despite my condition.

Branches whipped at my face as I ran, my pregnant wolf driving me forward with maternal desperation. Every step brought me closer to the coast, closer to the hope of escape.

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The sound of pursuit grew louder behind me. Viktor’s men were following, their wolf scents carrying on the ocean breeze, sharp with aggression and their Alpha’s authority.

“There she is!” someone shouted. “The pregnant one!”

My lungs burned as I pushed myself harder, my hand pressed against my belly to protect the pup within. The

baby was restless, sensing my distress through our bond.

Finally, I burst through the tree line and saw the rocky shore spread before me. The speedboat was exactly

where Marcus had promised, its white hull gleaming in the moonlight.

I stumbled down the rocky slope, my feet slipping on the wet stones. The sound of my pursuers was getting

closer, their voices carrying threats and commands.

“Surround the beach!” Viktor’s voice boomed. “Don’t let her reach the water!”

I reached the speedboat and fumbled with the engine, my hands shaking with panic. The motor roared to life

just as the first of Viktor’s men emerged from the forest.

“Stop!” one of them shouted. “You won’t get far!”

I gunned the engine, the boat lurching forward into the dark waters. Behind me, muzzle flashes lit up the

shore as Viktor’s men opened fire.

Bullets whizzed past my head, their sharp cracks mixing with the roar of the engine. My wolf’s enhanced reflexes helped me dodge the projectiles, but I could feel the danger closing in.

One bullet struck the water inches from the boat, sending up a spray of seawater. Another pinged off the

metal hull, leaving a bright scar in the paint.

I held tight to the steering wheel, my other hand instinctively protecting my belly. The pup was moving frantically inside me, responding to my terror with distressed kicks.

“I’m sorry,” I whispered to my unborn child. “I’m so sorry.”

A sudden explosion from the engine compartment sent black smoke billowing around me. One of Viktor’s bullets had found its mark, striking the motor with devastating accuracy.

The speedboat began to slow, its power failing as seawater leaked into the damaged engine. I tried frantically to restart it, but the motor was dead.

My hand moved to my swollen stomach, feeling the life growing inside me. “I couldn’t protect you, whispered to my pup. “I’m so sorry.”

The sound of Viktor’s boats grew closer, their engines cutting through the night like the howls of hunting wolves. I could see their lights scanning the water, searching for me with predatory determination.

This was the end. I had failed to escape, failed to protect my child, failed to return to Dominic’s arms.

I couldn’t let Viktor take me alive. I couldn’t let him use me against Dominic or experiment on my unborn pup. Death was the only freedom left to me.

Water filled my lungs, and I felt myself growing weak. The darkness was closing in, promising an end to the fear and pain.

Suddenly, through the water, I heard a burst of gunfire mixed with a desperate cry that cut through the ocean’s roar.

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