Emily's POV
A few months had passed, and I heard that Lia had given birth. It was finally time to end this once and for all.
Sitting by the window, I watched as Drake moved around the courtyard. I could see the worry etched on his face, the anxiety bubbling just beneath the surface. He was afraid—afraid that the results would prove the child was his.
I left the room and headed outside, approaching him slowly. His fear, anger, and hatred were evident in his every movement. I could sense how much this weighed on him.
"Are you going to talk to him?" Nana asked, her voice low in my mind. I knew I had to talk to Drake, but I also needed him to understand that Lia would never be his true mate. I had been rejected by him once before, but now I was his mate, and nothing Lia did would change th
