Asher’s POV
Did I just hear her right? She wants Zachary now, not me? That was the last thing I expected, and there’s no way I’m letting Bella go to him. Not now. Not ever.
“What?!” Zachary barked, eyes narrowing. “You want a child from me?” His voice dripped with disbelief. “You can’t be serious, Zara. I’m not the one you want—you want Asher, not me.”
He practically spat the words, fury lining every syllable. Zara leaned back, a sly smile curling her lips.
“I do want Asher,” she purred, “but it would be interesting to get you to give me a child. Don’t worry—you won’t need to sleep with me. The child just needs your blood.”
Her grin deepened as she glanced toward his mother.
“Are you hearing this, Mother?” Zachary snapped, his voice sharp with anger and disbelief. “I’m not the one sh
