Without wasting a second, I turned and stormed toward her room, my boots echoing against the floor. Caleb and another rogue stood outside her door, looking uneasy.
“Why is she screaming?” I demanded.
“We don’t know,” Caleb said quickly. “We locked the room like you ordered, but—”
I didn’t wait for him to finish. I pushed the door open, my heart pounding.
The sight before me made my breath hitch.
Ella was on the floor, her body curled in pain. Her hands clutched her swollen belly, her face twisted in agony. Her hair was damp with sweat, and her breathing was ragged.
“What is going on here?” I growled.
She lifted her head weakly, her eyes filled with pure hatred. “Let me go back to Dominic,” she pleaded. “I want to go home.”
I clenched my jaw. Home?
I stepped closer and crouched bes
