That thought consumed Raquel completely.
The only thing that had stood between her and Carlisle was gone. She didn’t see the loss as something to mourn. To her, it was another opportunity. This time, she would carry Carlisle’s pup, and no one would stop her.
The thought thrilled her.
The moment Carlisle came close enough, she rushed toward him and threw her arms around him before he had the chance to react.
His entire body went rigid.
Every instinct urged him to push her away. If she had been anyone else, he would have done it without hesitation. The only reason he held back was because she was the royal princess. That title alone forced him to bury his disgust behind a calm expression.
Raquel either didn’t notice his discomfort or simply didn’t care.
She leaned into him even more,
