Escaping Rogue

twenty one

"What do you want to name it?" Lucas asked, sitting against the wall to my right, Mario looked up from my left, glancing between us. "The baby."

Honestly, I had no idea. I hadn't really had time to think of names; I was either trying to convince myself it wasn't real or trying to push myself to tell Christian. Obviously both those didn't go so well.

"I don't know, honestly." I couldn't think of one if I wanted to. I needed Chris for that, I needed him to help me. Never in a million years did I expect myself to be having kids. He of course, did.

Beside me, Mario perked up. "If it's a boy, would you name it Christian?"

I could. I could name the baby after it's father, after the one of best men I know. "Maybe. But I don't think he'd want to. I think he's want to name it something cool." I smiled. "He'd be the guy to give his kid a badass name so it'd sound cool when he's Alpha."

Lucas laughed. "Alpha Razor Bade."

"Hey I'm not that cruel!"

Mario laughed at the name, and I could only cringe. There is no way in hell I'd be that sadistic, not even if Christian were to beg on his hands and knees.

"What if it's a girl?"

I sighed, letting my hand fall on my stomach. I know Christian would want a boy, but I would want both. A boy would be fine, but a girl would be too. She could be my little dress up doll, only a living thing that looks like Christian and me.

"Evelyn. I think that's pretty. Or Cecilia. Soemthing kind of old fashioned, huh."

Lucas nodded, and Mario smiled. "Luna Evelyn."

My child would be the next leader of this pack. They would take Christians place when the time came,  they would rule all of the lands and people and be a strong and fearless leader.

Lucas sat up. He scooted closer towards me, and the put his hand on my stomach.

After a few second he pulled his hand away, now grinning. "It's a boy."

I laughed, suddenly intrigued at the assumption of the baby's gender. My brother was certain, I could tell in his tone. He was more than positive.

Still smiling, I sat up, keeping my hand on my stomach. "What makes you think that?"

"I just know."

I was about to say something else, but the door swung open violently. Both Mario and Lucas jumped to their feet, Mario stepping front of me. I struggled to my feet, feeling dizzy. I really need to eat more, or drink more water or something. I can't hurt this baby.

"Get up!" Snapped a harsh voice. Men rushed into the tiny cell, grabbing every single one of us. Mario managed to head butt one of them before lunging backward for me, but they only snatched his arms and yanked him to the ground, kicking his side. I screamed, trying to get close enough to him to help.

"Shut up before we kill him."

Theo emerged in the doorway, crossing his arms. I glared, my breath heavy as Mario still lay on the ground. Blood was oozing from somewhere on his body, but it was too dark to see where.

"Bring them with me." Theo announced, turning swiftly on his heel and leaving. I was the first to be pushed out, stumbling under their grips. My brother and Beta were dragged out after me, which only scared me more since I couldn't see them.

What had been a few blissful moments in thoughts about the baby turned back into the nightmare that we lived in, the reality of all our situations. It was a harsh wake up call, and I was sick and tired of the whiplash it was giving me.