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Raine

The rest of my night is spent tossing and turning while Nyx’s words replay over and over in my head.

Him both answering my questions and giving me more has had my head spinning ever since he brought me back to the mansion and sent me to bed. The soft inhales of Rose sleeping across the room are the only thing that’s keeping me sane at this point.

I have so many questions, even more than I started with. Why in the world Nyx isn’t interested in having a biological child is beyond me. And more than that—why doesn’t he want a biological heir?

Sure, I’m confident that Aiden will never come to claim our baby, seeing as how he believed Daniel’s lies over my truth. And even if by some miracle Aiden were to actually come to his senses, he would have no way of proving the child was his, withthe timeline of conception and Nyx taking me as a breeder being so close together. Nyx and I could easily pass the child off as our own, so long as Aiden’s features aren’t that pronounced.

The only ones who would be able to prove otherwise are apparently so loyal to Nyx that they wouldn’t think to cross him, let alone for another alpha king.

I am happy that I get to keep my child, though I do worry that once I have it, Nyx will feel differently. Sure, he’s telling me now that he’ll help care for it, but when the time finally arises,willhe?

My hand slides under my covers and rests over my belly. I suppose I should stop worrying about it—if push comes to shove and Nyx does eventually reject this entire idea of his, at least I’ll have my baby. I could leave this pack and live on my own, maybe even take a page from Soleus and live among the humans for a while.

It won’t be that bad—hard, sure. But not devastating.

Nothing will compare to Aiden rejecting our bond and child, not even Nyx kicking me out.

Hopefully by then, we’ll come to some kind of compromise. I’m already starting to feel less wary here with his pack than I did with my own. Even if Nyx were to reject this baby as his heir, perhaps he’d still let me stay here as a refugee.

We could spin the story that I was unknowingly pregnant by the time he picked me up and brought me back here, only for us to discover the truth once the baby was born.

I sigh to myself. I’m thinking too deeply into this. For now, I at least have Nyx’s blessing that he’s fine with me keeping my pregnancy and agreeing to help me raise the baby.

Everything else I’ll have to be patient about. Things will fall into place in due time.

***

“Well, dear. It seems your pregnancy is progressing well.” Eris smiles at me as she wipes the gel off my stomach. “You’ve been feeling okay since you arrived?”

I nod, pulling my shirt back down once she’s done. “Yes. I know I’m supposed to be taking supplements but…I…haven’t exactly been doing that.”

Her smile turns sympathetic. “Well, let’s get you started on those right away. Any other symptoms you’re dealing with at the moment?”

“No. Just the few cases of nausea.”

“Are you keeping hydrated? Being out here in this kind of heat is a lot different than back home.”

Home…it’s funny to think of my old pack as that, especially when that’s never been how I felt, even when my father was still around. I’ve always felt like some kind of pariah, no matter what period in time it was.

Perhaps it’s wishful thinking to want a home for me and my baby, and even more so to fantasize that maybe Soleus could be that place.

“Ah, Your Grace.” Eris turns to the doorway. “What a treat for you to stop by.”

I sit up quickly, surprised to see Nyx leaning against the doorframe.

“I was passing through. Figured I’d stop by and check on things.”

A shiver races up my spine when he pins his gaze on me. While the words sound innocent enough, I can’t help but worry if he’s checking on me to make sure I haven’t done anything stupid, like spill about everything he told me last night.

I suppose it would make sense for Eris to be in on the situation, but that’s my own speculation. Who knows what the relationship between Nyx and his elders is, aside from them not caring about him having a genetic successor.

“How nice,” Eris says. “Would you like to see the ultrasound?”

My lips part to tell her not to bother him, but surprisingly, Nyx wanders over from the doorway. He stands behind Eris, practically hovering over her, as she fires up the machine again and gestures for me to lie back down.

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