Chapter 121: Brat Of A Twin
He howled in pain, dropping the syringe he’d been holding.
Chaos erupted in the room. Alarms began to blare, red lights flashing along the walls. I fought my way toward the door, biting and clawing at anyone who tried to stop me.
Once in the hallway, I shifted back to human form. Staying a wolf made it more difficult to weave in and out without getting spotted.
The shift back was even more painful, and I nearly collapsed from the effort. My vision spotted, and I had to lean against the wall to stay upright.
On my way out, I pried a t-shirt and a lab coat off of one of the unconscious technicians to cover myself. Then, I grabbed my shoes, hopping on one foot to put them on before I let the door slam closed behind me.
The hallway split into two directions. I chose left, staggering as fast as I could. Every step sent waves of pain through my stomach. I clenched my jaw, my hand reaching down to brace my lower belly.
Something was wrong with my pregnancy. With such a high dose of wolfsbane in me, I wasn’t even sure how I hadn’t already collapsed dead. Thankfully, there wasn’t any blood for now. But I didn’t dare linger for too long in fear that it would start.
I could hear shouting behind me, footsteps pounding against the floor.
Damn it. They probably had half the building looking for me.
I ducked into the first room I came across, slamming the door shut behind me.
The room was dark except for the glow of computer screens. And standing in front of one of those screens was Esther.