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It’s alright, baby. It’s natural. Shifters are much less prudish about intimacy than humans. No need to be embarrassed.
Well, I am human. And I’m embarrassed. So, Mr President, would you please focus on the matter at hand?
Ooh. I’m Mr President now? I can make that work too baby.I could hear the smirk in his voice.I’ll focus on a matter in hand, how about that?The visual he sent me was downright filthy.
Bastien!
Alright sweetheart. I’m sorry I embarrassed you. Now what was the question?
A shocked laugh burst out of me. You really forgot the imminent danger thing because you were thinking of sex?
I’m an Alpha Shifter and you’re my mate. Of course.
Shaking my head at the absurdity of his response, I repeated my initial question.
This time he paid attention.I’m going to break through the wall to get to the neighbouring cell which is unoccupied. Then I’ll go out the open cell door. I’ll find my way to the kitchens and then I’ll be out.
It can’t be that easy. Your dad, Caly and I will be free to assist but you need to tell us what will work best. Do you want us to get inside the prison or can we help from outside?
Chapter 77
Bastien
Do you want us to get inside the prison or can we help from outside?
I shuddered at the thought. How was that even a question? What were my brother and parents thinking? Our mates should get nowhere near that place, especially if there was a chance Electra could be pregnant.
Fuck no. You’re not going anywhere near the prison.
We have to get close, honey. This type of magic is short range.
Shit. Fuck. The idea that my maybe-pregnant mate was preparing to go into danger for me went against all my instincts. I’d agreed last night that help would be useful. But that was before she’d told me she might be carrying my baby.
No. It was unacceptable.
Forget about it. I’ll get myself out. Just have a plan for getting me away and a place to meet you.
My little Pixie’s voice was hard when she replied. I could imagine her little chin tipping up, her eyes flashing at me.In case you don’t recall, I am the strongest Witch in two hundredyears. If you think that I’m not coming to help, you can think again, honey.
Somehow, she made ‘honey’ sound like ‘asshole.’No. It’s too dangerous.
Tell me something I don’t know. What the fuck do you think I’ve been doing for the last five years Bastien?
I punched the wall. I was angry and frustrated that my mate still insisted on putting herself in danger, but I also wanted to see if the guards would notice the noise.
“Keep it down in there,” called a voice from the corridor.
Getting through to the next cell wouldn’t be hard, but it would be noisy. It would attract attention. Nothing I couldn’t deal with, but it would slow me down.
Fuck. I didn’t want her to be in any danger. Just the thought made my chest tighten. But she was right. She had been fighting for me for the last five years, and refusing to let her help was not in my best interests.
I gripped the back of my neck in frustration. I needed to make smart decisions. I’d already made so many mistakes and trying to tell my mate not to help was the very definition of stupid. It wouldn’t help me get out of here and it would hurt her feelings. I remembered the toxic thoughts that she’d shown me. How my need to protect her had backfired. How it had made her doubt herself. Her identity. She was so much more than her power. But she didn’t see it. I had to help her change how she saw herself and that wouldn’t happen overnight.
Compromise. I had to compromise.
Some help with keeping my escape quiet would help, I told her.But keep your distance.Have your guards with you.
We can do that,she said, her happiness glowing down the bond.
