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.

voice, “Clemente, what I am

snapped his head

mind went

confused and

flickered his eyes towards Janet, who lay weakly on the

Westin brought me here. He needs an heir and

telling me that your relationship is nothing but

your voice,

outside of this room, people who

secret.

was still breathing heavily, glaring

for you to process. But we are where we are. The child is born. Westin has already announced me as his Queen. There is no way I can return to the werewolf society

faded off. Pain flickered

and said. “Clemente, I don’t care if I am the father or

spot as a thousand thoughts whizzed

was treason. He

be helping them raise a non–Lycan

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

But…

and met with

pleading eyes, which

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

small fingers were still wrapped

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

How amazing was that?

asked, “Is it

“A boy,” Westin smiled.

you thought of

her head and then asked, “Would you like

for a

a tuft of wispy hair out

the heir of this Kingdom. And I swear to protect you…with


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

of Princess Jasmine earlier today at dawn, daughter

of guests

were chatting enthusiastically about pack business,

pretty women here at this

didn’t pay any

a soulless ghost, and gazed absently into the distance. His eyes

back abruptly, as though he suddenly

Daran!” one guest

heavily, clutching

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