Chapter 91

"Antony, I see that he still has doubts, give me the phone." She says in a commanding voice. "Our friend here thinks I am not serious enough. So I better show him how serious I can get. All I wanted was to play nice but you make it hard for me Aiden." She says addressing me now.

She takes a look at the lifeless like body of Bella in my arms, I see a glint of jealousy there in her eyes. Of course she was, it was what was driving her all this time despite the way I treated her.

I saw that I wasn't going to win this just yet. For now I had to play obedient dog if I wanted what I feared most not to happen.

"I'm listening." I say. Just after altering those words, my wife's body gets heavy in my arms. Not that I was tired of carrying her, no. it was the shame that I was going to feel in my heart. I could feel it now, the betrayal that I was leaving with my wife. As a man, how was I supposed to live with myself when I couldn't even keep the promises I made.

On the other hand, Claire had quirked up, she seemed happy now that I was ready to agree to this whole sick play. "Finally, the only thing you've said that makes sense."

She goes over to the other guy holding Rafe and takes him from him. With both babies in both her arms, holding them awkwardly if I may add, she walks over to me. The whole time I was nervous that she not let them fall, they looked so uncomfortable being held like that. I was no baby but knew that that position she put them in was not okay.

When she was close enough she looked back to the man and ordered him to remove the baby seats from the old blue car and install them in the very posh land cruiser that was Patrick's. Speaking of Patrick, I did not see him this entire time. But it was a good idea to stay low and not cause any commotion for Bella. Knowing Patrick, it must have been killing him not to help. He liked helping in any way he could.

He would have even called the police on the crazy woman but they were against us. How helpless can a person get.

She sees that he gets to work then faces me again. She smiles bright "Now that you see that I do have some sort of consideration for the pups maybe you can listen to me huh?"

Such a rhetoric question that was so tempting to answer, bad move on my part when I want to kiss up to her so that I can eventually find a weak spot. I could think about escape later, right now I had to focus on what is important. My wife. She was still unconscious.

I nod my head anyway and she continues, "So here is the arrangement, your wife is moving out and I am moving in, I trust you found a place for to stay as we discussed yesterday. Honestly I don't care if she ends up in the gutter as long as I don't get to see her. You are to never meet with her till we are getting the pups back when they are of a good age. Then I can banish that intruder for good."

She was right, I really did get her a nice place that was away from everywhere else. I wanted to protect them, us. But the plans to run away together were impossible now that she was unconscious.

It could have worked, I have seen Bella run. She could run as if life itself was chasing after her, after her life. It would have worked. We each would have been carrying a pup to run with. I even came by this place to see if I could find an escape route. There were none that led out of the forest but I did manage to find a cave if they got to chasing us so close.

Now those were failed plans and now I had to make sure that my wife and pups are safe at home and I could leave and live with the mental case that was in front of me.

I nod my head in agreement to what she said.

Her face brightens up more, she side steps me and walks over to the car that had a Patrick next to it now. The gentle man he is, he helps with the pups so that they are buckled in properly.

I walk to the car and try to get myself in the car so that Bella can lay in my arms. As I was about to step in, a hand stops by the upper arm. I look to my left and see that man she called Antony touching my arm.

"You do not want to do that buddy" I say. I could even hear the danger in my own tone but that was the only way I made people listen to me. I learned at an early age that for people to actually listen to you you had to show them some sort of power you hold.

"No no Aiden, our ride is right there" I hear Claire tell me. I look behind to see what she was pointing at, she was pointing at that old beat car that held my pups in it. I wasn't getting into that death trap with her.

Calming myself, I summon the sweetest voice I could master. I knew for a fact that that tone could melt away any girl undies and leave a mess down there. "Claire, she is unconscious. I have to see that she is home safe okay?"

"Don't trust your Beta?" she asks.