Episode 42 - My Alpha Boss Gave Me Triplets

My Alpha Boss Gave Me Triplets – Episode 42

Cristin mistook Leopold’s stillness for surrender. She demanded a clear path to the tunnel and a vehicle waiting beyond the quarry. Max ordered the human officers back, careful to make each retreat visible through the open door.

Evie remained on the floor with one hand protecting her abdomen. The syringe touched her skin, but Cristin’s grip shook. She was an assistant trained to alter records and betray schedules, not a fighter prepared to face an Alpha at close range.

“Darleen will abandon you,” Evie said.

“She rewards loyalty.”

“She used my brother, the guard, and everyone at the clinic. Which one did she rescue when the plan failed?” Evie watched doubt cross Cristin’s face. “You are the only person here who can testify against her. That makes you more dangerous to Darleen than I am.”

Cristin pressed the syringe harder. “Be quiet.”

Leopold understood what Evie was doing. He did not interrupt or threaten. Every second Cristin listened was another second her attention divided between the hostage and the tunnel.

Evie continued. “She told you the drug was safe, but you never tested this dose on a pregnant human. If anything happens to the heirs, she will say you acted alone.”

Cristin looked at the syringe. The hesitation lasted less than a heartbeat, but Evie had been waiting for it. She knocked the woman’s wrist against the gurney frame and rolled away.

Leopold crossed the distance before the syringe hit the ground. He caught Cristin without shifting and pinned her arms behind her, controlling his strength so she remained alive to answer for the kidnapping.

Max secured the tunnel while medics reached Evie. Doctor Lara had sent instructions with the rescue team: check fetal heart rates before moving her, preserve every drug vial, and let Evie decide who touched her whenever consciousness allowed.

All three heartbeats sounded. One raced from stress, another remained steady, and the smallest slowed before recovering. The medic worried about bruising along Evie’s hip, possible dehydration, and the unknown sedative crossing the placenta. Evie refused transport until the drug bottle, syringe, monitor data, and dosage notes were sealed to travel with her. Those items could guide treatment and prove Cristin had knowingly administered medication without consent.

Leopold knelt nearby but did not crowd the examination. The bond returned in fragments—terror, exhaustion, and fierce relief. He accepted each sensation without using it to claim authority.

“You found the marker,” Evie said. “You left a trail,” Leopold answered, refusing to describe her survival as something he alone had accomplished.

The difference mattered. He had not rescued a passive victim through supernatural certainty. Evie had fought, observed, signaled, and guided the search even while drugged. She explained the exchanged license plates, the metal filings, the transfer conversation, and Cristin’s belief that Darleen needed the babies alive. An officer recorded each detail before medication or exhaustion blurred it. Leopold listened without interrupting, recognizing that Evie’s testimony contained leads his strength could never produce. The rescue team recovered filings from a second truck, proving the vehicles had switched identities and identifying another driver through fingerprints. Evie also insisted that Sara and the guards injured at the decoy gate receive medical care before anyone celebrated. Their willingness to draw danger away from her had made the quarry rescue possible. Sara reported that the high-frequency device carried Blackhart manufacturing marks beneath a false serial plate, adding another physical connection between Darleen’s organization and the coordinated abduction.

Police arrested Cristin and the false attorney. The driver escaped through a quarry vent before the perimeter closed, but abandoned documents connected the vehicles to a Blackhart contractor. Officers also recovered blank hospital forms, duplicate employee badges, and photographs of three possible transfer sites. Each showed that the kidnapping had been planned as a chain of lawful-looking movements, with every location prepared to blame the one before it.

No document named Darleen. Cristin refused to speak once counsel arrived, repeating that she acted to protect unborn heirs from an abusive Alpha. The forged clinic records supported the story until DNA analysis disproved them.

The ambulance crossed back toward the city. Leopold rode separately because human investigators advised preserving evidence against the coercion accusation. Evie agreed, though the physical distance made the damaged bond ache. Paula remained beside her and used the code protocol at every route change, ensuring no forged order redirected the ambulance. Police vehicles led and followed, while the driver ignored navigation updates not verified by dispatch.

Halfway to the hospital, the smallest triplet’s heartbeat dropped. Evie called Leopold through the secure line instead of waiting for magic to carry the fear. “Something is wrong.”

He ordered no change to her route. He contacted Lara, cleared the emergency entrance, and met the ambulance as it arrived. Trust now moved through choices faster than instinct.

Lara identified placental stress caused by the sedative and struggle. The smallest triplet had received less oxygen during the final minutes in the truck, explaining the delayed heart rate. Treatment restored the rhythm, but recovery could reverse without warning. The triplets needed continuous monitoring, and Evie faced strict bed rest until their heart rates stabilized. Lara explained each risk directly to her before allowing pack elders or Leopold to hear the report.

As nurses settled her into a guarded room, a television report announced that Darleen Blackhart had accused Leopold of staging Evie’s disappearance to justify invading neutral territory. The rescue was over, but the story of what happened had already become another battlefield.