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.

then, he heard Westin saying in a low voice, “Clemente, what I am about to tell you is that…I am

his head

mind went

stuttered, utterly confused

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

and I want to keep this

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

your voice, Clemente!”

outside of this room, people who

secret.

shut his mouth immediately. Yet he was still breathing heavily, glaring at

But we are where we are. The child is born. Westin has already announced me as his

faded off. Pain flickered across

I am the father or not. All I care about is

froze on his spot as a thousand thoughts whizzed across

treason. He

helping them raise a non–Lycan child as the heir of

skinned alive by thousands

But…

raised his head and met with

was staring at him with pleading

the child, Clemente,” she pled. “The baby adores

baby’s small fingers were

smash a rock with barehand, yet he couldn’t take his finger back from this

How amazing was that?

deep breath and asked, “Is it a

“A boy,” Westin smiled.

of a

asked, “Would you like

hesitated for a little

of wispy hair out of the baby’s forehead.

lips as he continued, “Aspen… You are the heir of


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

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

a huge event. And a lot of guests

enthusiastically about

pretty women here at this

didn’t pay any attention to

absently into the distance. His eyes lacked focus and carried a heavy burden of pain

he suddenly got

guest

breathed heavily, clutching

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