Thirty-nine

Ravenna

The silence that filled the air was deafening. I understand that Kalan has to take his time to think about it. I was being selfish by asking him that, but I just wanted to know where I stand in all of this.

If Lyssa was to have his child, then there was no need for me to be here.

I knew and could feel it in my bones that the population would come to a consensus that would let Lyssa marry Kalan, not only because she carried his child, but also because they would want a Lycan to rule over them instead of another breed.

“Let's...let's wait till the child is born,” Kalan muttered, quite unsure of himself. I blinked in mild surprise.

It wasn't quite the answer I was looking for, but if that child is actually his, I wouldn't want Kalan to start hating on his child just because of me. That would be wrong, childish, and insensitive of me if I ever resort to that. It was his child after all.

I didn't want them to suffer and get rejected by their father because of my selfish needs.