“Ryker, you can’t possibly mean that. I am carrying your heir.” Vera retaliated. Her eyes shone with reckless abandon, and her chest heaved with harsh breath.

I closed my eyes and cursed myself internally, then stood up to meet Vera.

Goddess save me.

Her situation was delicate, and my outburst, I felt was quite harsh. She was carrying my child, my heir, and although my heart had long turned, I couldn’t avoid the responsibility of acknowledging my heir and cementing his position by ...