Serena blinked twice, staring at the healer, then at Janina’s pale face on the bed. One night… and she’s pregnant?
Her heart twisted painfully. Rage and disbelief surged inside her, hot and suffocating.
“So that’s it. He didn’t want me pregnant. All this time, he was just keeping me here, feeding me lies about heirs, when in truth… I was nothing more than his slave. His plaything to knot whenever it pleased him.”
Her chest rose and fell, fury burning through every vein. Her mind dragged her back to the nights they had shared, three times he had taken her three times she had given herself to him. And still nothing. Yet one night with her, he planted his heir.
A bitter laugh almost slipped from her lips. He hates me that much. Enough to deny me the one thing he pretended to keep me here
