My Alpha Boss Gave Me Triplets – Episode 40
Evie fought the drug long enough to protect her abdomen. She twisted away from the false attorney and caught the edge of the hospital bed, overturning a tray. Metal struck the floor, but the room’s walls swallowed the noise. Someone had replaced the ordinary door seals with soundproof strips.
The woman posing as her mother rose without weakness. Beneath the hospital gown she wore black clothing and the same temporary access band seen in the photograph with Darleen. Cristin had not fled the city. She had built herself into the trap.
“The dose is safe for humans,” Cristin said as Evie’s knees failed. “Darleen still needs the babies alive.”
The reassurance revealed the limits of their safety. Darleen valued the triplets as Stonehearth heirs, but Evie remained removable. She tried to trigger the monitor beneath her dress, only to find the signal jammed.
Outside the ward, Paula sensed the chemical scent too late. Hospital security presented a court order barring pack representatives from approaching Evie. The document relied on the forged clinic complaint and carried a judge’s electronic signature. Paula photographed every page and obeyed the physical boundary while challenging its validity, refusing to give Darleen the violent scene she expected. Restraint cost precious minutes, but attacking innocent guards would have trapped Evie behind a second crisis.
Paula called Max instead of attacking the human guards. If she used wolf strength, Darleen would turn the hospital into proof of pack violence. Max sent the order to Evie’s real attorney, who discovered the filing had been submitted minutes earlier through a stolen legal account.
By the time the order was challenged, a maintenance elevator had carried Evie below the hospital. Cristin and the false attorney changed her into a patient gown, placed her on a covered gurney, and joined a legitimate medical-waste convoy leaving the service dock.
At the hotel, Leopold felt the bond dim. It did not snap as it had during the shadow attack. Sensation faded gradually, softened by the drug until Evie’s fear seemed like a distant dream.
He used the human protocol first. Evie missed one scheduled check-in, then a second. Paula confirmed she had not left through the public corridor. Leopold ordered the hospital locked down through legal channels while Max traced service cameras.
The bedroom shard began leaking black smoke inside its sealed container. Darleen had synchronized the kidnapping with another severing attempt, using Evie’s unconsciousness to prevent her from naming the fear that fed it.
Leopold placed his hand on the Stonehearth seal. “She is alive,” he said, though the bond offered no proof. “She will expect me to believe her without feeling her.”
The smoke recoiled. His choice weakened the spell, but distance kept the connection faint. One triplet answered with a single pulse before silence returned.
Max found footage of the gurney entering a truck registered to a disposal company purchased by Blackhart three weeks earlier. Traffic cameras followed it beyond the city, then lost it near a forest road leading toward disputed pack territory.
Evie regained consciousness inside the moving vehicle. Her wrists were restrained with padded cuffs designed to leave no bruises. Cristin checked her pulse while the false attorney watched a monitor showing three fetal heart rates.
“Where are you taking me?” Evie asked.
“Somewhere Leopold must choose carefully.” Cristin adjusted the intravenous line. “If he enters Blackhart territory as an Alpha, it becomes an invasion. If he stays away, the pack sees what his human mate is worth.”
Evie memorized every turn she could feel. Smooth highway became broken pavement, then gravel. Pine scent entered through the ventilation. She rubbed one cuff against a sharp screw beneath the gurney, moving slowly enough to avoid changing the monitor rhythm.
At Stonehearth, Leopold assembled both human investigators and wolves. He divided the map into lawful search zones, disputed territory, and Blackhart land requiring negotiation. Human officers pursued the fraudulent court order while pack trackers followed routes outside the city. He refused the elders’ demand to declare war before confirming Evie’s location. Darleen wanted rage, public instability, and a choice that treated Evie as territory rather than a person. Finding her required the patience to follow the choices she had already made.
Evie loosened the screw and cut through the monitor wire first. The screen went dark. She knew disabling it would alarm her captors, but it also prevented them from using the triplets’ heart rates to measure her fear. When Cristin bent to repair it, Evie drove her shoulder into the woman and reached for the rear door.
The false attorney caught her before she could jump. During the struggle, Evie tore a reflective strip from the gurney and forced it through a gap in the door. It vanished onto the gravel road—a small silver marker invisible to anyone not searching for her.
Leopold felt a flash of defiance through the damaged bond. It carried no direction, only the unmistakable certainty that Evie was conscious and fighting. He closed his eyes and trusted what little she could send.
Far beyond the last traffic camera, a Stonehearth search vehicle reached the forest road. Its headlights caught a strip of silver moving in the dust. Max lifted it from the ground while Leopold looked toward the dark border ahead. Evie had left them a trail, and rescuing her without beginning a pack war would be the hardest choice he had ever made.