After picking me up, Lucian literally carried me all the way down the sidewalk until we got to where we were going. I think the only reason he didn't throw me over his shoulder was because I was pregnant, and he didn't want to press on my stomach. At least he was being considerate about me and was trying to make sure that I was comfortable even while he was actively making me uncomfortable.
I wanted to run. I wanted to get away. I didn't want to do whatever it was they had planned for me. And with each step that I was carried like a baby down the sidewalk I felt my dread grow until it nearly stopped my heart.
I couldn't help it, I was protesting the entire time that they kidnapped me.
