Chapter 253

Westin frowned and straightened his back immediately.

“Clemente listen-”

“What is wrong fists, asking in a hurried

with this child?” Clemente clenched his voice. “Lycans should give birth to pups! But this baby…this baby doesn’t have a wolf? Should we call in the doctors and let them take a look?”

“Clemente!” Janet propped up her upper body and stared at Clemente, “The baby is fine.”

“But-”

Janet turned to Westin, “I think we should tell him.”

“We need more people to protect this child. And frankly speaking, there aren’t a lot of people we can trust in this castle.”

Clemente was one of those people.

After a little pause, Westin gestured Clemente to come close, “Come over here. There is something we need to tell you.”

Clemente gulped uneasily.

He sensed that they were going to let him on a huge secret.

Half–nervous and half–curious, he took a careful step forward and got up to the bedside.

He glanced down and saw the newborn.

The baby was lying peacefully in Westin’s arms, that small face adorned with. delicate features.

Clemente’s gaze focused on that button–like nose and the faint rose tint on those cheeks.

He couldn’t help but take a hand and poke at the baby’s face. It was so soft, as though it was made of the nicest silk.

Clemente quickly withdrew his hand, worrying that he might hear this delicate little. wonder.

Yet the baby grabbed his finger before he could take his hand away.

Tiny fingers, each one a work of art, wrapped around his own, creating an immediate connection.

Clemente held his breath involuntarily.

His eyes widened with a mixture of awe and tenderness.

what I am about to tell you is that…I am not

his head

mind went

confused and shocked, “But

flickered his eyes towards Janet, who lay weakly on the pillows, and gave

He needs an heir and I want to keep this child…so

Clemente gasped, “You are telling me that your relationship is nothing but a goddamn partnership?!

voice, Clemente!” Westin

still people outside of this room,

secret.

immediately. Yet he was still breathing heavily, glaring at the

for you to process. But we are where we are. The child is born. Westin has

Pain flickered across her

identity,” Westin picked it up. and said. “Clemente, I don’t care if I am the father or

froze on his spot as a thousand thoughts

treason.

he agreed to this, he would be helping them

one day, he would be skinned alive by thousands of angry

But…

his head and met with

at him with pleading

a look at the child, Clemente,” she pled. “The baby adores you…Please help us

small fingers were still

yet he couldn’t

How amazing was that?

took in a deep breath and asked, “Is it a boy or a

“A boy,” Westin smiled.

of a

“Would you like to

hesitated for a little

a tuft of wispy hair out of the baby’s forehead.

are the heir


Right at this very moment, thousands of miles away, in the Blood Moon Pack, a large party was going on in the packhouse.

here to celebrate the birth of Princess Jasmine earlier today at dawn, daughter of Alpha Casper

huge event. And a lot of guests were invited, including the

chatting enthusiastically about pack

the pretty women here at

pay any

the distance. His

back abruptly, as though he

one guest gasped,

heavily, clutching

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